Chapter 153 Butterfly Dance

The butterfly dance frowned slightly, and her powerful men were killed, and she was even more murderous.

"Butterfly dance girl, do you want me to help you solve it?" The scarred man standing beside him was staring at her with a smile, and there was a sense of pride hidden in his eyes.

From this person's words, it can be seen that he did not pay attention to the lord butterfly dance at all. His look is even more arrogant.

The butterfly dance was not angry because of the person's name. She slightly lifted her long hair behind her ears and smiled at the big man, "Let the power messenger worry. Don't worry, although this human being is a little strange, he still doesn't care about me. It won't take long for me to solve this little trouble.

When the messenger saw the smile of the butterfly dance, he was stunned and a trace of enthusiasm flashed in his eyes, but it soon hid. Although he also wanted to get this woman, he had to put away his heart when he thought of the lord behind him.

"I heard that the butterfly dance girl has made great progress in recent years and has entered the middle of silence. Now it seems that the rumor is true."

"It's just a fluke. Compared with the power messenger, I'm still a big step away?" Fengwu smiled modestly.

When Gongsun Xuan saw several people talking and laughing, he didn't pay attention to him at all and didn't care. He raised his feet and walked forward step by step.

With each step, his momentum will increase a lot.

The space vibrated faintly with his footsteps. With him as the center, there is silence within ten miles. The originally lively castle, because of their battles, had countless demons killed and injured, and the rest had long fled and hid far away.

Behind the butterfly dance, there was a dark crowd, all of which were her demon soldiers. These demon soldiers were stunned at this moment and dared not move forward. Their leader has long been solved by Gongsun Xuan twice. Now it is hindered by the prestige of the lord Butterfly Dance, otherwise he would have fled.

"The strength of this boy is obviously only the beginning of ethereal, but its combat effectiveness is equivalent to the beginning of silence. Moreover, his body is so hard and his skin is like white jade. Generally speaking, the body of human practitioners cannot be so hard. He must have practiced some kind of powerful physical refining skill. The messenger looked at Gongsun Xuan, meditated slightly, and quickly figured it out. Thinking of the powerful body refining skills on Gongsun Xuan, his heart couldn't help pounding. For the demon clan, the power of refining the body does have a great **. His eyes kept spinning and he didn't know what he was thinking.

Generally speaking, the body of the demon clan is much stronger than that of human beings. However, there are too many kinds of demons, and not every race will be so strong. And the real strength of the body is only those mythical beasts, or the powerful races before the wilderness. No matter how strong the body is, there is a limit to other monsters.

In addition, demons are far worse than human beings in cultivation. The main reason is that they don't have the perfect cultivation skills of the human race. Many demons rely on themselves to explore and practice, and even magic is a talent power related to themselves.

Fengwu's face is solemn at this moment. Gongsun Xuan gives him the feeling of being like a towering mountain, magnificent and unattainable. The peak pointed straight to the sky, as if it was going to thre the sky. In front of him, her heart was a little confused.

Soon, she calmed down, raised her right hand, and sprinkled countless petals from her sleeves. These petals flew all over the sky, fluttered like butterflies, and were extremely beautiful. The faint fragrance is emitted from the petals. If you smell it, the whole person will be intoxicated.

Gongsun Xuan walked very slowly, but every time he took a step, there was a distance of ten feet. Around him, there was silence, as if the world had stopped turning.

The fluttering petals floated in the air and surrounded him, but they could not enter the range of his body.

"Bang." A faint flame emerged from Gongsun Xuan's body, which turned into a fire dragon and surrounded him, burning the petals floating around him into black and gray.

Gongsun Xuan stopped ten feet away from Fengwu, and there was no emotion in his plain eyes.

He raised his right hand, merged his index finger with his middle finger, pinched the sword formula, and slowly shot out a sharp sword spirit. Where the sword spirit passed, the water in the space instantly turned into ice crystals.

Butterfly dance gracefully raised her right hand, gently fished it in front of her, and grabbed Gongsun Xuan's sword in her palm. It was a seven-inch ice sword. The coldness penetrated along her palm, and in an instant, a faint layer of frost formed in her palm, which spread quickly, as if to freeze her whole arm.

The butterfly dance arm shook gently, and the frost fell down, and the cold air that penetrated into her palm quickly emerged from her palm and dissipated in the space.

"You can control both ice and fire at the same time. Your talent must be very high. Unfortunately, you are a human monk. How nice it would be if you were a demon!" The butterfly dance sighed gently, took a lotus step, twisted the willow waist, and slowly stepped into the air. Her every move was as beautiful and light as a butterfly flying in the flowers.

The power messenger beside him looked straight and stood there.

Gongsun Xuan's calm heart was slightly tired, and he could feel a danger. He retreated quickly. But he suddenly found that the space around him seemed to be locked, and he couldn't retreat.

With the slow pace of the butterfly dance, the closer he gets, the more he can feel the danger.

A red and blue light was released from his body, like a porcelain bowl, which enveloped him upside down.

At this time, four whirlpools appeared in the space around him. The four whirlpools were all red and extremely strange, exuding a thick red fog with a strong fragrance in the fog.

After the red fog appeared, he was instantly enveloped in it. Although it was blocked by Zhenyan, the red fog was very strong. Gongsun Xuan felt that his Zhenyan was being eroded by a strange force and slowly faded.

After a while, a small hole appeared in the real hole in front of him. The red fog instantly came in from the hole, and a thick incense came. Suddenly, he felt confused and dizzy.

Gongsun Xuan quickly bit the tip of his tongue, and then he woke up a lot. He quickly closed his five senses, so that he could resist the red fog.

Unfortunately, he underestimated the power of the red fog. Although the five senses were closed, the red fog drilled through the pores around him. After a while, his skin turned red, and his originally calm face showed a faint smile. His eyes were blurred and his body was shaking.

"Ha ha, I didn't expect the butterfly dance girl to be so infatuous." The power messenger beside him saw the red fog, and there was a trace of fear in his eyes. Although his strength is stronger than butterfly dance, it is enough for him to eat a few pots of fog.

The power messenger is overrated. Although my fascination is strong, I can only deal with these shrimps. If I were a power messenger, I'm afraid I would have broken my fascination long ago. Fengwu turned around and smiled at the power messenger.

With this smile, the messenger suddenly saw that his whole body was sore and numb. However, he recovered quickly. He turned the topic carelessly and said, "Butterfly Dance Girl, this human boy is just the beginning of the ethereal, but he dares to come here to challenge the city. If he had a broken head, I have nothing to say. But looking at him, it doesn't look like there is something wrong with his head. The butterfly dance territory is now a subsidiary of our hegemonic territory, so your business is our business. I think so. Give this human boy to me. I'll take him back to interrogate him to see if there are any other secrets behind him.

"The power messenger, I won't bother you about this matter. There is no need to be so troublesome. I'll just let Feng Bo do it. If you ask me any secrets, I will definitely summon you to the lord of Nanbatian. The butterfly dance gently brushed her ears, interrupted the power messenger's words, and said to Fengbo, "Brochu, seal him and escort him to the dungeon. Let him taste the fragrance of infatuation first, and then we will interrogate him when he wakes up. I would like to see why this human practitioners are so weak and dare to pick my Yunjian City.

Feng Bo looked at the butterfly dance doubtfully. He didn't know why his young lady refused the power messenger. You know, this power messenger was a powerful subordinate of Nan Batian. If he said a few bad words in Nanbatian's ear, their life in Fengwu's territory would not be better. However, he still carried out the young lady's orders as usual.

Seeing that Fengbo used to seal the human boy, a glimmer of light flashed in the eyes of the messenger. His face was not so beautiful, but he did not get angry. After all, his lord has taken a fancy to this woman.