The world's number one female killer: waste confuses the world

Ming Qianhe was exhausted, and his attack power and speed had dropped a lot. He was surrounded by the spirit emperor's sword energy from several temple guards.Still enduring the severe pain and fighting hard.

Although Qingkuang and Aojunxie are powerful, but there are dozens of guards in the temple, and at the same time, Ming Qianhe's safety must be taken into consideration.Suddenly, the situation of the three became more and more dangerous.

The original [-]-step defense range has been reduced to ten steps, and under the threat of an increasingly powerful enemy, it has been reduced to five steps... Now, the battle between the three of them and the temple guards is basically carried out close to each other. .

This means that the spiritual attacks of the disciples of the Temple of Light will become more intensive and stronger!

"Could it be... the heavens are really going to kill us? Can't wait for the Beastmaster's legion?!"[

Ao Junxie let out a secret sigh in his heart, but the situation didn't allow him to think too much, it was just a moment of trance, a figure in white robes had already swayed in front of him, and a icy middle-level sword energy of the Spirit Emperor stabbed straight at his chest .

This person was one of the two guards who fought against him before, and he was considered the little leader of the temple guards. It seemed that he couldn't wait to kill Ao Junxie first and make this contribution.

In a panic, Ao Junxie blocked his sword subconsciously, and suddenly felt a numbness in his arm. When the two swords intersected, there was a crisp sound of ding next to his ear, and the tip of the sword burst out of control like the amount of fire...

The sword is broken!

Ao Junxie's heart suddenly felt cold, and his back was cold.

At the same moment, a petite and warm body flashed into his arms, blocking himself...

The string sounded crisply, and the purple spiritual power of the chief guard was finally dissolved by the string of red flames.

fortunately!You Qingkuang arrived in time to block the fatal blow!

Looking at the two-inch long sword missing in his hand, and the stern gaze in his arms, Ao Junxie felt both fear and warmth in his heart.

"Wumian! Could it be that you really just watched the three of us die here!

Could it be that you are really willing to serve as slaves of the Temple of Light, and are you unwilling to stand up and fight!If the conspiracy of the Temple of Light succeeds, they will immediately exorcise the monsters, slaughter the village of evil spirits, and then step into the world outside the Primordial Forest to sweep the Fengyun Continent!

You pathetic tools will never end well after being used! "

Qingkuang held the stringed ink guqin tightly with both hands, and yelled sharply in the direction of the Xiezhidi gatekeeper who was standing by.

Her breathing was also already heavy, and the long hair on her forehead was wet with sweat, sticking to her face messily.

All the black-robed disciples in the evil place turned their eyes to the one among them, Wumian.

It can be seen that the eyes of most of the disciples are full of urgency and anticipation.

good!What Feng Qingkuang said, the disciples of the evil land clan, who doesn't know, who doesn't understand?

Here, it was originally their territory passed down from generation to generation, but now, it is occupied by the self-proclaimed God and the Holy Temple of Light.Not only did he act as their slave, but he even took on the infamy of all the people in the world...

Now, they just wait for Wumian to say a word. [

Wumian's heavy eyes projected from the gap in the black mask, staring at Ao Junxie, Feng Qingkuang, and Ming Qianhe who were on the verge of extinction for a long time, but remained silent.