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

You pathetic human fighters are really a shame to cultivators!Never know how to cherish the chance of survival!Ha ha ha ha! "

Suo Wenming's hoarse laughter echoed in the dark underground palace. Now, he felt that he was a complete winner!

Whether it is strength or the interpretation of the law of survival.

On the side, Ming Qianhe, Ao Junxie and Qing Kuang were all silent.

Perhaps, Suo Wenming's irony is not without reason!Are the human warriors of Fengyun Continent who are bound by morality destined to be just the weak and slaves in this life-and-death contest? [

Amidst Suo Wenming's arrogant laughter, no one noticed that Mu Liufeng had gently stretched out one hand towards the long sword at his waist.

When Ming Qianhe and his disciples realized this abnormality, it was only a blink of an eye, and the sharp sword in Mu Liufeng's hand was already piercing Suo Wenming's shriveled throat like a poisonous bee.

With a slap, Suo Wenming subconsciously struck hard to stop the assassination who was secretly attacking.

There was a crisp metal shattering sound, and under the powerful spiritual power of Suo Wenming Linghuang's peak, the sharp sword in Mu Liufeng's hand disintegrated instantly, turning into countless sharp debris, rushing away like a swarm of bees.

"Teacher Mu Liufeng!"

Qing Kuang let out a mournful exclamation.

As soon as the voice fell, there was a messy bang bang sound like raindrops, it was the sound of metal debris embedded in the flesh and blood.

Within a very short distance, countless fragments of the long sword have completely covered Mu Liufeng's face. In an instant, countless sharp fragments have been inserted into Mu Liufeng's originally handsome and angular face.

Flesh and blood flowed like rivers, dripping down Mu Liufeng's face.

"Teacher Mu Liufeng!!"

Ao Junxie let out a cry of grief, and his heart was tightly grasped, bleeding profusely.

Suo Wenming looked at the unrecognizable Mu Liufeng, sighed with feigned regret, and shook his head.

But at this moment, a powerful force burst out of your bloody body, like an oil lamp burning to the end, the last fierce flame before it goes out.

boom!

The powerful spiritual force forced out countless sword fragments on the face, mixed with Mu Liufeng's splashed blood, and rushed towards the opposite side. At such a close distance, Suo Wenming was caught off guard for a moment, and subconsciously blocked it with his palm. At the same time, the body suddenly staggered.

In this short moment, Ao Junxie's master and apprentice and Qing Kuang had already realized something by coincidence, and the three of them flew up from the ground at the same time, and went straight to the powerful enemy in front of them.

Suo Wenming was just stunned by Mu Liufeng's last blow, and before he could fully react, he suddenly felt several strong winds coming from three different directions at the same time, just as he let go of the palm covering his face, Ao Junxie and Ming Qian He's palm power has completely enveloped him.

Suo Wenming was startled suddenly, turned around subconsciously, and when he wanted to block it again with the evil strings on the Guqin behind him, he suddenly felt his body froze, and was shocked to find that a hand had pulled the strings forcefully behind him.

With a snap, the body of the piano behind Suo Wenming separated from him. Immediately afterwards, two powerful Spirit Emperor forces hit his unprotected back firmly. [

Suo Wenming's whole body trembled, and a mouthful of blood gushed out with a puff.When you return your hand, you will fight back with a palm.Before the palm strength was fully developed, a dim green light flashed in front of his eyes, and Suo Wenming was startled suddenly, and his heart sank to the bottom of the valley.