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The wind-cutting ax opened and closed widely, slashes of ax light shot out, and Ning Xiaolei blasted towards the golden villain.

Compared to the silver villain, this gold villain is much stronger and difficult to deal with.

Ning Xiaolei felt that even the strength Qin Zhan showed that day could not compare with the golden villain in front of him.

To have such strength at the early stage of King Realm, this gold and silver villain is probably not an unknown person.

But even so, Ning Xiaolei was not afraid.

"Wind Blade Slash."

After a fierce exchange of blows, Ning Xiaolei's body flew out, and while he was still in the air, he used the Wind Blade Slash spell.

The target of his attack was not only the gold villain, but also the silver villain who was protected behind him.

"mean."

The golden villain roared in anger and gnashed his teeth, but he had to defend himself with all his strength.

Ning Xiaolei's mouth showed sarcasm. It was a bit ridiculous to say such words from the mouth of a villain.

After slashing with the wind blade, he used the fireball and water bomb technique, covering the heads and faces of the gold villain and the silver villain.

At the same time, he used the Earth Thorn Technique and the Yin Thunder Technique from time to time, beating the two villains into confusion.

"Damn it, don't let us get the chance."

Evil Jin roared angrily, feeling extremely depressed. He had never suffered such a loss in a fight.

"Then you have to have this opportunity."

Ning Xiaolei sneered, his whole body enveloped in the black wind. He didn't know when he had arrived behind the evil man Yin, and struck down hard with the wind-cutting ax in his hand.

The silver villain noticed the terrifying power above his head, and was so frightened that even his soul was gone.

He had not recovered from his injuries at this time and could hardly block the blow.

"Brother, save me, ah!"

Before he finished shouting, the silver villain was split in half from head to toe by the falling axe, and he was too dead to die.

By the time the villain notices it, it will be too late.

"Ah, damn old demon with hundreds of bones, I'm going to kill you!"

Evil Jin roared wildly, his eyes were blood red, and he wanted to swallow Ning Xiaolei.

Ning Xiaolei had an indifferent attitude. Not only did he want to kill the silver villain, he would not let go of the gold villain either.

Wang Qing and others had just been watching in shock Ning Xiaolei's fight with Silver Evil Man and Gold Evil Man. Now when they saw someone suddenly die, their expressions suddenly changed.

Instantly, panicked cries rang out one after another. Not only the women, but also Wang Qing also screamed.

It's a different matter to watch the fun, but to find out that someone died.

After all, Wang Qing and others are ordinary people, and they still cannot understand that it is normal for practitioners to fight and kill each other.

In panic, some people hid in corners, some crawled under the bed, and some huddled together, hugging others tightly, closing their eyes and not daring to look anymore.

But there were also people who planned to rush out through the opened door.

Seeing this, Ning Xiaolei said coldly: "Don't even think about running away, whoever runs away will die."

While speaking, Ning Xiaolei waved his hand, and a large white-scaled python landed at the door. The words he swallowed were extremely terrifying.

This python is naturally one of the monsters in the Demon Refining Pot, transformed from an animal that Ning Xiaolei stole in the zoo.

Although this python is currently only equivalent to the middle stage of the Little Demon Realm, it is more than enough to scare some ordinary people.

With the white python calming everyone down, Ning Xiaolei had no worries and went all out to kill the evil man Jin.

The silver villain died, and the gold villain acted like a madman, attacking and killing like crazy, so Ning Xiaolei had to treat him seriously.

"Go to hell, go to hell!"

The golden villain roared, and as he cast a spell, a huge one-horned ghost king slowly condensed in front of him.

The one-horned ghost king has blood-red eyes, is tall, holds a ghost-headed sword in his hand, and looks very ferocious.

"Boom!"

The one-horned ghost king slashed with his sword, and the whole room shook violently, and the walls fell down.

Ning Xiaolei's eyes were solemn and he did not dare to neglect. The wind-cutting ax in his hand disappeared and was replaced by a bone sword.