Man's "wife" crisis

Looking at the battlefield from a distance, Han Xiaomo was uneasy.

Nine artifacts hovered above his head, forming one piece.

He was terrified when he thought of the scene where Xuanyuan's magic weapon was used just now.

That ability is no less than an atomic bomb explosion!If these nine artifacts had not been gradually buried in subsequent history, modern Chinese history would not have become so unsightly.

If this terrifying ability is used on Han Hansheng... Han Xiaomo nervously clenched his fists, praying in his heart that Han Hansheng must not come near here.

But just as he was praying like this, a red light suddenly lit up in the camp not far away.

The red light was like a shooting star, rushing straight towards them, with a long red shadow trailing behind.

"Here we come!" Xuanyuan sneered, then grabbed Han Xiaomo's arm and dragged him out of his camp.

The soldiers of the Xuanyuan clan immediately followed behind him, carrying weapons and rushing out of the camp.

When they reached the front line, Xuanyuan threw Han Xiaomo at his feet, and several soldiers around him put cold weapons on Han Xiaomo's neck, preventing him from moving.

Xuanyuan took a step forward, folded his arms, and faced the direction of the red shooting star.

From far to near, the red light rushed straight to Xuanyuan's.

"Drink!" Xuanyuan raised his breath and shouted, stretched out his thick arms, only heard "bang!", a layer of red mist surrounded his whole body.

Han Xiaomo just wanted to struggle, but his neck was scratched by the sharp weapon.

"Ha!" Xuanyuan's shout came from the red mist again, as if a gust of energy burst out from his roar, blowing away the red mist.

When the fog cleared, the two figures gradually became clear. One of them was covered with long red hair, with six wings erected behind his back, blowing out gusts of warm wind.

"Uncle?" Han Xiaomo looked at the red-haired man in surprise. He looked and felt like Han Hansheng and Di Jiang, and he couldn't tell the difference.

The two men joined hands, and Xuanyuan tried to hold on with all his strength, but his head was already covered with sweat.

"Bring him back!" Dijiang's six wings spread out in an instant, and a strong airflow blew towards Xuanyuan's body, "Otherwise, I will tear you to pieces!"

"You just... for him?" Xuanyuan responded with some difficulty, "You think I'm so easy to deceive?"

"No matter what you think...he's mine." Di Jiang suddenly turned over, flew into the sky with six wings, and trampled Xuanyuan's family under his feet.

Xuanyuan groaned in pain, then quickly rolled on the ground, got up, grabbed a weapon from the soldier beside him, and slashed towards Dijiang.

Di Jiang dodged his attack, quickly stacked a small enchantment in his hand, like an air cannonball, and bounced directly towards Xuanyuan.

Seeing that something was wrong, Xuanyuan hurriedly fixed himself on the spot, chanting a mantra silently.

When the air bomb was about to hit him, Xuanwu Armor, one of the nine divine weapons in the air, suddenly fell from the sky, blocked Xuanyuan's face, and bounced the air bomb back.

Di Jiang turned his body slightly, and the air bullet brushed past him, cutting off a few long hairs.

"Hmph!" Di Jiang wiped his hair and looked at his enemy again, while Xuanyuan sneered at him, "With the protection of these artifacts, even if you are a god, you can't stop me! I am the real destiny! !"

"It's so troublesome!" Di Jiang couldn't help sighing, using his usual catchphrase, "No matter what destiny you are, I only want the person behind you...give him back to me!"

Xuanyuan turned her head to look at Han Xiaomo, and looked at Han Xiaomo suspiciously, as if thinking about whether Dijiang really just broke in alone for a single person?

Just when he was hesitating, there was a shout from a distance, and the momentum shook the world.

I saw flags erected behind Dijiang, waving across the camp, and at the same time, a group of Wu tribe soldiers with weapons and bare upper body rushed towards Xuanyuan's position while shouting.

"Hmph!" The Xuanyuan family no longer believed Di Jiang's words, seeing the enemy army approaching, he naturally felt the intent to kill.

Han Xiaomo secretly cried out that it was not good, if it wasn't for these Wu clan soldiers who charged over, the Xuanyuan clan might still have believed Di Jiang's words and let them go.

But the arrival of these soldiers made the Xuanyuan family mistakenly think that Di Jiang was leading his troops to attack, so they would not trust them easily.

If the Xuanyuan family were to activate the divine weapon, even Di Jiang would have no chance of winning...

This is probably all manipulated by that bastard Dong Gua. His purpose is probably to borrow the power of Han Hansheng's previous life to wipe out the Xuanyuan clan for him and achieve what he calls the prosperity of the witch clan.

Whether it is the Xuanyuan family or Dong Gua, they all have their own ghosts. In this troubled world, how can I let Dijiang get rid of these trivial things in the world and stop walking on that bumpy road?

Han Xiaomo looked left and right, and when he saw that the soldiers beside him were focusing on the Wu Clan in the distance, he covered his palm... In his palm, there was a very inconspicuous formation.

He remembered that Chi You's dagger seemed to be placed together with Zhu Jiuyin's fangs...

At this time, Xuanyuan clan had sacrificed the seventh artifact one by one, and his soldiers stood in front of him, protecting him at the innermost level.

Di Jiang knew that after these nine strange things gathered in the sky, he might not be able to hold back, so he desperately fanned away the soldiers in front of him with his wings.

However, his attack was gradually blocked by the fallen artifacts, and some of the artifacts would even actively attack him!

Just as Xuanyuan's sacrificed the eighth artifact, Luoshentu unfolded a scroll in the air, and the strong light stimulated Dijiang's eyes!

Di Jiang suddenly cried out in pain, and his wings ignited red flames.

His legs gradually elongated, red hair grew all over his body, and his demonic aura was soaring, dyeing the sky red.

"Don't look at me!" He shouted at Han Xiaomo, as if he was worried that Han Xiaomo would feel scared after seeing his real appearance.

But he didn't know that this was not the first time Han Xiaomo saw his real body. At this time, not only was he not afraid, but he even reacted secretly.

"!" Before the two soldiers could react, they had already been killed by the dagger in Han Xiaomo's hand.

Han Xiaomo once again stained his hands with blood, and likewise, he did not hesitate at all.

Perhaps it is true as Dong Gua said, he is a heartless person by nature, and he will not soften his heart at all to those who hinder him.

Taking advantage of the chaos, Han Xiaomo dealt with the soldiers around him, and touched Xuanyuan's back.

The dagger in his hand was Chi You's witch weapon, and he had already prepared his hands and feet when he saw it earlier, so that he could quickly move it from somewhere to his hand when needed.

At the same time, he took advantage of the situation and obtained Zhu Jiuyin's fangs...

"Haha, when the last one is sacrificed, you will no longer be able to stop me!" Xuanyuan laughed triumphantly, admiring Dijiang's painful struggle.

But he never expected that just when he was so triumphant, he suddenly felt a pain in his back!Something cold went into his back!

Xuanyuan was so angry that he slapped the attacker behind him and threw him under his feet, but he was surprised to find that that person was Han Xiaomo!

Han Xiaomo was thrown by him, and he fell into a mess. Before he woke up, he was pulled up again by Xuanyuan.

"Are you plotting against me?" Xuanyuan was like an enraged lion at this moment, pinching Han Xiaomo's neck fiercely with his big hands, and with a little more effort, he could break that fragile bone.

"Let him go!" Not far away, Di Jiang had already turned back into his real body, his hairs were all straight up, and his eyes were staring fiercely at Xuanyuan.

The chain of broken stars, one of the artifacts, had already wrapped around his body, but it couldn't resist his killing intent.

Xuanyuan glanced at Dijiang, then at Han Xiaomo who had long been speechless, with a cruel smile on his lips.

"You plot against me because of this man, it really makes me underestimate you, Yuqing." A smear of dark blood dripped from the corner of his mouth, but Xuanyuan wiped it indifferently, "You are so cruel, don't blame me for being rude ...Even if I will die here today, I must let that man be buried with me! I want you to watch the person you value the most die in front of you!"

After finishing speaking, Xuanyuan raised two fingers and pointed at the last artifact above his head - Pangu Sky-opening Axe.

The sky-opening ax vibrated violently, popped out layers of sounds, and spread out in all directions, overturning the Wu tribe soldiers running not far away a lot.

After that, the ax suddenly converged into a light thorn, aimed at Di Jiang's direction, and shot it out quickly!

"No!" Han Xiaomo yelled, and then activated the other two witch weapons on his body - Zhu Jiuyin's fangs and Emperor Jiang's feather, so his figure also turned into a white light, and together with Pangu's sky-opening axe rushed over...