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The black long knife suddenly emitted an extremely dazzling black light, which was about to pierce the sky, and the momentum was terrifying.

Su Xuanji was unmoved, as if watching a child play.

This made the Rakshasa Patriarch even more resentful, and the whole body kept pulling away and pouring it into the black long knife.

His face became more and more ugly, but he didn't mean to stop.

Sudden.

Wu Guang converged, all submerged in the black long knife.

The black suffocating aura emerged from the long knife, wrapping the black long knife, like a cloud and mist.

Immediately after.

The Rakshasa Patriarch raised his sword and slashed at Su Xuanji again.

This time, the momentum is more than five times that of the previous one.

Everyone present looked over at this moment, with a look of horror on their faces.

The Emperor also frowned slightly.

Immediately after.

Space cracks appeared one after another around Su Xuanji.

Obviously they were all pierced by the power brought out by the black long knife slashing down.

However, just as the black long knife was about to land on Su Xuanji's head.

Su Xuanji suddenly raised his hand and held the tip of the knife lightly with his two fingers.

this moment.

The whole place was silent.

The complexion of the Rakshasa Patriarch instantly distorted.

Some are unbelievable, some are angry, some are terrified...

All kinds of intertwined, extremely complex.

But there was only one look on Su Xuanji's face.

That is kindness.

Immediately after.

He twisted his two fingers, and the black long knife cut off the tip in an instant.

All the power on it instantly dissipated without a trace.

The treasure of the Rakshasa Patriarch was destroyed by him so easily.

Pairs of eyes instantly widened, and there was nothing else in the pupils except Su Xuanji.

"KR..."

"My knife...

"how is this possible.....

The Rakshasa Patriarch was horrified and could not say a complete sentence.

Su Xuanji frowned.

"Stingy. 99

"Give it back to you." 5

The words fall.

The tip of the knife in his hand flew out instantly.

It fell directly into the right wrist of the Rakshasa Patriarch.

A scream suddenly sounded.

"Ah! My hand!"

That was the voice belonging to the Rakshasa clan chief.

Every Rakshasa present is familiar with it.

And this scream.

It means that the right hand of their patriarch was abolished.

moment.

Every Rakshasa shuddered.

My heart is cold.

horrible.

too scary.

How high is Su Xuanji's cultivation?

Nobody knows the answer.

0... ask for flowers 0・・・

But for the Rakshasa Patriarch, everyone is very clear in their hearts.

Su Xuanji is very strong, even the powerful ones can easily deal with their patriarchs.

In their hearts, the patriarch is a god-like existence.

That is to say.

They may not even be considered ants in front of Su Xuanji.

even.

None of their names deserve to be mentioned along with Su Xuanji.

Even trying to make a comparison is a disparagement of Su Xuanji.

this moment.

The Rakshasa tribe regretted coming here.

They don't know if there is any chance to go back.

The patriarchs are all defeated, if Su Xuanji shoots at them, is there still room for them to fight back?

They don't think so, for fear that they won't even have the chance to make a move.

at the same time.

The Rakshasa Patriarch's heart was also icy cold.

He looked down at his wrist.

It has been penetrated by the tip of the knife.

And has completely lost consciousness, and even the entire arm is gradually losing any sense.

He knew that his arm would definitely not be able to keep it.

If it is not cut off in time, I am afraid that he will also...

It was as if the power he had injected into the knife had completely turned back on him.

But how is this possible? Five.