Super Space Trading Group

"Without a little careful preparation, how could I come to settle accounts with you!"

The dead-handled wooden hanging slowly walked to Bai Cheng, waving the dragon-slaying sword. Grabbing Bai Cheng's neck tightly, he grinned and roared.

"Ha ha……"

Suddenly, Bai Cheng suddenly opened his eyes. His body was able to move a little bit, and then he took advantage of the situation and grabbed the neck of the dead handle wood.

"You fell into my thousand-day drunk, how could you wake up all of a sudden?"

The body of the dead handle wooden hanging was gradually lifted into the air, and his face turned red due to poor breathing.

"I don't know either, probably because I have the function of immune poison! 35

Bai Cheng shrugged his shoulders nonchalantly, then increased his strength, and grimaced in pain as he hung the dead wood.

".."

The dead handle wooden hanging tried hard to break free from Bai Cheng's shackles, but after realizing that he was in contact with the light on the other side, his whole body was exhausted, and he couldn't exert any strength.

"Don't struggle, you have no chance of surviving!"

The light on Bai Cheng's body quickly transformed into two pairs of arms, which tightly restrained the dead-handled wooden hanger.

"Jingle Bell…."

At this moment, the familiar bell sounded. It kept ringing around Bai Cheng's ears, making his heart go up and down.

"Brother, don't worry, we'll be here soon!"

Afterwards, the two dead wooden hangers who were trapped in Otherworld also returned. While Bai Cheng was distracted, he kicked Bai Cheng out.

"I never thought that the two of you would come back!"

Bai Cheng was also put together, and his body was out of control. He raised his head and looked at the dead handle wood hanging them, and glared at each other through gritted teeth.

"Don't worry, we won't do anything!"

The dead-handled wooden hanging took a breath, came to Bai Cheng, and smiled nonchalantly.

"..."

Say it's late, then it's fast. The dead-handled wooden dagger stabbed into Bai Cheng's chest, blood spattering everywhere.

"..."

Bai Cheng desperately covered his wound, but the wound was too big to stop the blood.

"Go to hell?"

The dead handle wood hangsui then grabbed Bai Cheng's neck and squeezed lightly. The opponent's neck was instantly twisted, and his body instantly went limp.

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"Transfiguration!"

Say it's late, then it's fast. Bai Cheng suddenly opened his eyes suddenly and grabbed the killer.

"Damn... Boss, save me..."

That killing Matt firmly grabbed the arm of the dead handle, and he had the same wound as Bai Cheng. He looked at each other with despair, and said with some difficulty.

"Then it's my turn again!"

Bai Cheng jumped up quickly and distanced himself from the dead wooden hangers. A strange smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he rubbed his hands with a smile that was not a smile.

""

"Whoosh...

After the dead handle wooden hanging knew that the killing Matt had no help, he resolutely gave up the other party. His eyes stayed on Bai Cheng's body, and then moved quickly.

"Boom..."

Just as they were about to leave, Bai Cheng opened his arms. Countless giant swords appeared around him, aiming straight at the dead-handled wooden hangers.

"What should we do now?

The dead handle wooden hanging took a deep breath and said with a little difficulty.