Chief don't slap in the face

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boom!

Vitality overflowed from Little Song Guo's body, a giant rose up, punched out, and the halo that spread in front of her was scattered.

Jia Duo also has a trump card. Behind her, a forest goddess emerged, singing the song of nature to resist the invasion of death.

Around Mo Wuheng's body, an oval vitality shield shot out, protecting her inside.

The three of them are fine for the time being, but the other female warriors are not. After all, not everyone owns the best treasures and blood.

Chapter 280

Xia Ye was sweating profusely, and his heart felt like a knife.

Even the stunningly talented Yi Liwei couldn't withstand the attack of the power of death at this time. The only thing she could do was to be slower than other female warriors in terms of immortality.

"Great Chief, we may be dying!"

"Great chief, I'm sorry, I can no longer serve you!"

"Bring our blessings, live on and become the king of this eastern continent!"

The skin of the female warriors became darker with the naked eye, but although there were tears in their eyes, they were not afraid or fearful.

No, maybe there is, but at this time, in the last days of their lives, they want to give more blessings to the chief and His Royal Highness.

After so many years of wandering life, they have already adapted to life and death.

"What nonsense to say, no one will die!"

Xia Ye growled and tore off the blindfold, aren't you the eye of the ruler?Let me explode!

Unfortunately, there was no response.

"Damn villain!"

Song Guo roared, and slashed at Cao Jing's chest. The sharp blade not only split the body in two, but also split the heart into two pieces.

"Haha, die together!"

The severe pain of the slashing made Cao Jing's face even more ferocious, but even so, he was not dead yet, the spirit of immortality is so powerful.

Song Guo swung his knife again, cutting off his wrist, keeping him away from the heart of immortality, and cutting off the injection of vitality and spiritual consciousness.

The Juggernaut's Eye was useless, and Xia Ye became more anxious. When he was racking his brains, he suddenly remembered the strange phenomenon that occurred when Xia Lingyue came to Chaoge and used Sijige to worship ancestors.

Without any hesitation, Xia Ye cut his wrist with a backhanded sword.

Noisy!

The bright red blood sprayed out, but when it was sprinkled on the ground, it flowed back strangely and miraculously, and was absorbed on the blade.

The song of the four seasons shines brightly.

Pairs of illusory lights and shadows projected from the blade.

There is a spring when all souls are revived, and a hundred birds sing, there is a summer where the sun is shining brightly, the cicadas are singing and the forest is quiet, and there is also a fruitful autumn, where the happy years are hidden.

Even in the cold winter where everything is silent, there is still white snow reflecting the harvest year!

hum!

A burst of emerald green light overflowed from the dagger named Sijige, and when it hit the pale halo, the power of death melted in an instant like ice and snow meeting the scorching sun.

When an ethereal chant sounded, the corroded flesh of the female warriors quickly faded away, and tender flesh grew.

"Okay? I'm okay!"

The transformation from hell to heaven made Mo Zichu ecstatic.

"why?"

Cao Jing, who was admiring the despairing expressions of these enemies, instantly dilated his pupils. The unwillingness and disbelief made him use too much force, tearing his eye sockets, and blood flowed down his cheeks.

"Cao Jing, I have let you down, you are the only one who died!"

Xia Ye snorted coldly, a flash of joy flashed in his heart.

"Why? It's not fair!"

Cao Jing roared.

Why are these people still not afraid when I got the top secret treasure?And launched an offensive?Why can't he defeat them with secret treasures?Even if they die together, can't they do it?

Cao Jing has always dreamed of becoming the chief of the clan, commanding an invincible army, conquering a large territory, and finally ascending to the throne of the king, known as the first king of the Cao family.

It's a pity that this ambition was about to be interrupted just because he met Xia Ye.

"If I hadn't met this Xia Ye, wouldn't I be the winner?"

Cao Jing didn't expect that he would die at the hands of a pariah. He was really unwilling, so he stared at Xia Ye and uttered the most vicious curse.

"I curse you that you will never be happy in your life!"

slap!

Before Cao Jing could finish his sentence, Song Guo slapped his head to pieces.

"Hmph, I'm just asking if you're angry?"

The little loli put one hand on her hip, very proud.

"Won?"

Mozi raised his brows at the beginning, seeing that the undead soldiers stopped at the moment of Cao Jing's death, he couldn't help but look happy.

"not yet!"

Cao Jing is dead, but the heart of death is still glowing, in an activated state, constantly radiating the power of death.

"what should I do?"

Song Guo reached out to grab the thigh bone.

"Don't be reckless!"

Xia Ye is worried that something will happen.

Death Heart is a secret treasure handed down from generation to generation. Although it is not god-level, it also has a weak self-awareness. After feeling the power of the Four Seasons Song, it wants to devour this power.