After being dressed as the villain's sister, I just want to farm

Fei Ling'er frowned, and an ominous omen arose in her heart.

Fei Ling'er stared at Feizhou.

In the middle of the deck of the flying boat, two golden spears were inserted.

The tip of the spear sank into the cabin, penetrating the cabin in half, and the spear was stained with dazzling bright red.

The spear was surrounded by dark cracks, and traces of black air seeped out of the cracks.

The black air filled the air, forming a huge and strange face, roaring ferociously, as if mocking the world.

And behind that grimace, two men stood impressively.

He holds a bow in his left hand and an arrow in his right hand.

Behind the two of them were two weapons that exuded a sharp aura.

Their temperaments are completely different, but they are equally domineering and cold.

They were dressed in golden robes and purple-gold crowns, with cold and resolute faces, exuding a powerful and murderous aura.

Fei Ling'er's heartbeat quickened, and she could feel the indescribably powerful aura of the two men, as if they were demons from the abyss.

She knew that these two men were definitely not good people, and their existence would only bring destruction and bloodshed.

Fei Ling'er's eyes flashed with determination, and she decided to keep a certain distance from the two men to prevent herself from falling into greater danger.

She carefully hid behind a huge wave, with only one pair of eyes exposed, staring closely at the two men's every move.

She observed that there was a cold and ruthless killing intent in their eyes, as if they had regarded Fei Ling'er as a thorn in their side and a thorn in their flesh.

Fei Linger was secretly vigilant and did not dare to be careless in the slightest.

At this moment, a voice suddenly came into Fei Ling'er's ears.

"What a little dragon. It seems to be very talented. It can actually detect our existence."

The voice was full of ridicule and disdain.

Fei Ling'er was immediately startled. She knew that the voice must be one of those two men.

She turned around and saw a man in golden robes sneering as he walked out of the Golden Crow Divine Boat, stepping towards her in the air, his eyes flashing with cold light.

"Who are you? Why are you here?" Fei Ling'er asked warily.

The man in gold robe smiled disdainfully and said:

"We are the envoys of the Netherworld Palace. As for what we are going to do, this is not your little dragon's concern.

Now that you've discovered us doing something, you'd better commit suicide obediently. "

Fei Ling'er's heart trembled. She had heard about the horror of Nether Palace. This was a cruel and evil organization. They would do whatever it took to pursue power and harm innocent people wantonly.

She subconsciously held the sword tightly in her hand, ready to deal with possible battles at any time.

At this moment, Fei Ling'er understood that she had fallen into the vortex of a life and death battle.

As for the blood stains on the Golden Crow Divine Boat, Fei Ling'er also recognized it at this time. It came from the Golden Crow Divine Guard!
Just behind the two men who claimed to be the envoys of the Netherworld Palace, there were about a dozen Golden Crow Divine Guards lying in various directions.

The Golden Crow Divine Guard is the most elite force of the Yu Clan, commanding the Yu Clan legion.

Only the Orcs with a long history and strong strength like the Yu Clan are qualified to equip such a top-notch army.

The Golden Crow Divine Guard is composed of the most outstanding young heroes of the Yu Clan.

Their strength is very powerful, enough to rival the Mahayana monks!
This is the true heritage of the Yu Clan!

At this time, these Golden Crow Divine Guards actually appeared in this vast ocean, and were killed by two Nether Palace envoys!

Fei Ling'er couldn't help but gasped, her heart beating wildly, and she almost suffocated.Who are these two Nether Palace envoys?
Even the Golden Crow Divine Guards are no match for them!
Fei Ling'er couldn't help but doubt whether her judgment was correct. Are these Nether Palace envoys really just in the early stages of Dongxu?
This is simply not possible!

Fei Ling'er even thought that they might be monks in the tribulation stage!

Seeing that Fei Ling'er never looked at the action, the two Nether Palace envoys became impatient.

"Hmph! It's just a little snake, but it wants to resist our orders and seek death!"

Another tall and burly Nether Palace envoy grabbed Fei Ling'er.

His palm instantly turned pitch black, sharp and ferocious.

Fei Ling'er was startled and quickly mobilized the vitality in her body to inject it into the Biyun Sword.

The Biyun Sword was a birthday gift given to her by her father on her birthday last year. It was a one-star top-grade spiritual weapon!
The next moment, the Biyun Sword burst out with a dazzling blue light. It was so cold that it seemed to be able to freeze everything, and it slashed towards the Nether Palace envoy!
"boom!"

The Nether Palace envoy sneered and clenched his fingers tightly, instantly crushing the sword light.

"How dare you try to do the same thing with your small skills?" he said disdainfully, "Go to hell!"

As he spoke, he leaned forward again and punched Fei Ling'er in the head.

He was extremely fast, and rushed in front of Fei Ling'er in an instant. His fist was as sharp as a gang, and he hit Fei Ling'er's face hard.

Fei Ling'er caught a glimpse of this scene from the corner of her eye, her pretty face changed dramatically, but it was too late to defend herself, so she immediately gritted her teeth and raised her hand to block.

Just hearing a crisp sound of "Crack!", Fei Ling'er's jade arm was shattered to pieces!
"Pfft!"

Fei Ling'er spit out a large mouthful of blood, her face was pale and she was breathless.

Although she tried her best to mobilize the spiritual power in her Dantian to restore the damage to the severed limb, the effect was minimal and the pain was still excruciating.

"Little Jiao, you are too weak to escape my control. Just accept your death and avoid suffering more."

The Nether Palace envoy said calmly, his tone was arrogant and full of threats.

Fei Ling'er bit her teeth gently, her beautiful cheeks filled with stubbornness and unyieldingness.

Suddenly, her delicate body swayed and disappeared.

"Huh? How is this possible..." The Nether Palace envoy frowned.

The next moment, Fei Ling'er flew from a distance with superhuman speed. The Biyun knife in his hand burst out with a dazzling green light and slashed hard at the Nether Palace envoy.

"Haha, little Jiao can actually fight back. It's a pity that your strength is too weak. It has no effect on me. You are simply rubbish..."

The Nether Palace envoy sneered and shook his head, looking disapproving.

He slowly stretched out a palm, and a sinister aura burst out from his body, quickly condensed, and turned into a huge ghost claw.

"Netherworld Ghost Claw!" He shouted coldly.

"boom!"

The Ghost Claw collided heavily with the Biyun Knife, immediately setting off a hurricane. The water flow within a radius of several hundred feet surged wildly, creating huge waves.

The ghost claw only maintained a stalemate for three seconds before it shattered the green barrier formed by the power of the Biyun Dao.

At the same time, under Fei Ling'er's horrified gaze, the Biyun Blade broke into countless fragments and scattered in the air.

Just when Fei Ling'er was distracted, the man's attack struck again.

"boom!"

The ghost claw struck Fei Ling'er's chest, blasting her away and hitting an island hard, creating a deep crater and stirring up smoke and dust in the sky. (End of chapter)