Supreme Demon 2 - Chapter 1510

As if sensing the girl’s change, the black monk lowered his head and glanced at the girl who was held in his hands like a chicken.

At the same time, the girl also raised her head, her eyes were bright and clear.

The two are only two steps away from Master Diabolo.

The moment the black-clothed monk regained her gaze, the girl’s eyes suddenly changed. It was a desperate madness, mixed with a trace of absurdity that she herself could not understand.

Snapped!

She grabbed the short knife in one hand.

The black-clothed monk raised his mouth slightly, how he didn’t understand what the girl wanted to do, but to him it was just a cat scratching its claws, and he didn’t bother to pay attention.

People such as Master Diabolo, Yun He and others also noticed Ren Jinger’s actions, either sneered or shook his head in sarcasm.

“Unexpectedly, I still don’t admit defeat… What a hot temper.” Master Diabolo narrowed his eyes and greedily looked at Ren Jing’er’s beautiful face.

At this moment, Ren Jinger yelled, waved her arm, threw the sheath, and drew the knife!

A silver light flashed, it was the color of the blade’s light, Dao Dan skill that had not even reached the level of mana.

The black-clothed monk didn’t look at it, just stretched out a finger and gently tapped Ren Jing’er’s knife.

Feeling the root falling from the sky, like a finger pressing on the top of a mountain, covering the sky and covering the sun, Ren Jinger’s whole body was soft, and she was suffocating to faint at any time. She also didn’t know why she would cut this helpless knife, just because she was unwilling? Or because the man in white that only he can see is full of magical voice.

Wow!

Over countless levels, in the overwhelming coercion, only the girl’s hand and the knife in her hand rose against the sky.

Dao Mang finally touched the black monk’s finger.

Ren Jing’er closed her eyes, and at this moment a miserable and painful roar sounded in her ears.

Opening her eyes quickly, Ren Jing’er saw that the black-clothed monk was clutching her broken wrist-his entire palm, including the outstretched finger, was chopped to pieces by his father’s short blade, and fell to the ground. The ground is rotted bit by bit.

And soon, the decay continued to the black monk’s broken wrist, spreading upwards little by little. In the end, most of his arms were riddled with holes, falling apart, shattered, and rotted in a blink of an eye.

This…what is going on!

Ren Jing’er looked at this scene in shock, her brain stagnated in an instant, and gradually. Her gaze fell on the ugly runes twisted and twisted on the short blade, and her heart beat faster.

Hum!

After a brief loss of consciousness, the young geniuses of the Jade God League exploded the pot, their expressions were shocked, solemn, and jealous. The gazes looking at Ren Jinger were strange and strange.

Even if Ren Jing’er had a pill to improve his strength in a short time. But at most it can’t return to the virtual realm, how can it hurt the powerhouse of the true realm! Not to mention directly abolishing an arm of the real Dao realm powerhouse!

The only possibility is that there is a problem with the short knife in her hand.

“Master…Master Diabolo, what’s the situation!”

Yun He took two steps back quietly, swallowed, looked at Master Diabolo, and asked nervously.

“This, this, this… how is this possible…”

Compared to anyone present, Master Diabolo’s reaction was even more intense. Even more than the black monk who is desperate for life.

Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom…Master Diabolo’s heart beats wildly, and the whole person seems silly, his face twitching quickly, shocked, greedy, fearful, and bewildered staring at Ren Jing’er’s knife.

“Master…what the **** is going on?” Yun He felt a trace of anxiety in his heart.

Seeing Master Diabolo, who has always been respected as a god, revealed the shock that mortals would have, Yun He felt very uncomfortable.

“Damn…dead woman…I’m going to kill you!”

The black-clothed monk’s right arm has been severed, and the entire right shoulder has been torn apart, and it is still spreading downwards. There are no people or ghosts, which makes people feel shocked.

Roaring, the black monk rushed towards Ren Jing’er. With his left hand, he used all his strength to do his best. There was anger and a hint of fear in his flushed eyes.

As soon as the black-clothed monk got up, Ren Jing’er was crushed and almost fainted. Kneeling directly on the ground, like a knuckle on his back.

Between life and death, she gritted her teeth and swung a short knife after a few steps.

“Be careful! Don’t go!”

Master Diabolo didn’t seem to react until then and shouted. But it was too late.

A group of mysterious Shenhua flew out from the tip of Ren Jinger’s knife and shot at the black-clothed monk.

Shenhua swept through the air, and the void burst into pieces. Almost everyone trembled under Shenhua, except for Ren Jing’er.

“No…” the black monk shouted in despair.

Shenhua drowned him, swallowed it, and finally melted into a residue, slowly drifting away.

“Uh……”

Ren Jing’er lowered her head and looked at her father’s last relic incredulously.

It is still the short knife that has accompanied him for many years, but at this moment, it has become different.

“It’s the knife.” Yun He took a step back and, like the rest of the Jade God League geniuses, looked at Ren Jing’er’s knife in horror.

Not far from him, Master Diabolo had an inexplicable look in his eyes, frantic and solemn, and suddenly asked: “Girl doll, who gave you this knife…?”

“My father.” Ren Jinger subconsciously said, but after she finished speaking, she regretted a little.

“Your father? He is also a Tianmen monk? It turns out that there are strong Tianmen in this domain.” In the tone of Master Diabolo, there was a hint of goodwill.

Tianmen monk?

Ren Jinger did not speak, but the white-clothed man in the attic floated in her mind.

“Tianmen monk…” Yun He was taken aback, his expression was complicated, his face flushed slightly, and then suddenly remembered something, and said to Master Diabolo: “Master…this daughter’s parents are dead.”

“Um…” A hesitation flashed in Master Diabolo’s eyes, and he nodded slightly without speaking.

“Unfortunately, you are still not firm enough. Otherwise, you can catch him and turn the situation around.”

Luo Chuan’s voice echoed in the girl’s ears.

Ren Jinger looked at Master Diabolo who had been guarded by Tuan Tuan, and gritted her teeth secretly.

If she was a bit more determined before, after cutting off the hand of the black-clothed strong, she would be able to take advantage of the opportunity to capture the master diabolo and take it as a hostage.

But right now, she had already consumed too much vitality force with two consecutive cuts, and the remaining vitality could only make another shot at most.

“You have another chance. This chance is your last chance and your only chance.”

Hearing this, Ren Jinger’s face showed a resolute color, and she said silently in her heart…Tell, what to do?

“Very Jane. Do you dare to kill?”

Ren Jinger was stunned.

“Hehe, didn’t you just kill someone? It’s just that this time, you need to kill a little more… actually not many, just a few hundred monks.”

Several… hundreds of people…

Ren Jinger was completely stunned…Hundreds of people…not many? who are you? Why do you want to help me? You changed my father’s knife… You are so powerful, why don’t you do it yourself!

“I won’t shoot them…I’m just someone who helps you fulfill your wishes.”

Don’t do it myself… Let me kill people, huh!

Ren Jinger did not understand the meaning of Luochuan dialect, but her perception of Luochuan has changed.

That white-clothed man has ten sexes, and he is also a Tianmen monk! Same as Master Yunhe! He didn’t take action by himself, perhaps because he didn’t want to be exposed, Shiyou ** was being chased by a powerful enemy, or he didn’t want to confront Master Yunhe head-on! Think about it, even though they are both Tianmen monks, how can the Tianmen monks in the Southern Heavens compare to the Tianmen monks in the Jade God Realm. Besides, he is so young, Master Yunhe is much older than him, and naturally he is even more powerful! But anyway, he is his own!

Ren Jing’er walked these thoughts in her mind for a while, but the mysterious man didn’t say a word again, and became more and more determined by Ren Jing’er’s conjecture.

The only chance… Where is the chance? Killing hundreds of people…Where are the hundreds?

Just as Ren Jing’er was thinking hard, she suddenly felt a little uncomfortable in her heart.

Snapped!

She was hit by her right hand holding the short knife~www.mtlnovel.com~ A strange force surged, like an invisible hand grasping the handle of the knife.

“do not want……”

Ren Jinger shouted.

The short knife flew out and fell into the hands of another person.

The man stepped on the cloud seat and flew from the west, wearing a silver armor, and behind him was three hundred murderous monks riding on horses.

“Give it back to me! My father gave it to me!”

Ren Jing’er’s face changed drastically, and this short knife was her only support right now.

Without this magical knife, how can we talk about opportunities!

“Good sword… Is this a magic weapon that incorporates profound patterns?” The silver-armored monk stroked the short sword lightly, his eyes hot. (To be continued.)

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