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

He smelled something wrong with the atmosphere!

As a poison master who lived in the deep mountains of Miaojiang for many years, his subconscious told him that the danger was approaching step by step!I feel like a prey that has stepped into a trap!

A thought of retreating quickly flashed through my mind.Fen Hun gritted his teeth and turned around to turn back, but when his figure moved, what appeared in front of him was no longer the path he had walked before.

A row of well-dressed fighters holding swords came into view as if they had suddenly emerged from the ground.

The costumes of those human spiritual power practitioners in the southern country were all too familiar to Fen Hun, and they also sent a chill down his spine. [

That is the attire of a martial artist from the Nanzhao Kingdom!

"You...you are..."

Fen Hun was trembling, looking at the coming person in horror. He had unconsciously stepped back under his feet, and suddenly turned around. Just as he was about to forcibly flee, a figure flashed in front of him, and a handsome young man stopped in front of him.

That handsome fair face was as cold as ice.

Fen Hun's eyes fell on the person who came, and he looked up and down, and suddenly felt an inexplicable tremor.

It was obviously the first time seeing each other, but the appearance of the young man in front of him seemed so familiar.

"Burning Soul! You should know me!"

The young man's cold voice suddenly sounded, only startling him.

"Nan... Seventh Prince of Nanzhao... You are Nangong Jinsheng!"

Fen Hun opened his mouth wide, and after a long time, he finally pointed at the person who came, and exclaimed intermittently.

"That's right! I've been waiting for you here for a long time! Burning Soul, next year today will be the day of your death!"

Nangong Jinsheng's eyes turned sideways, and two sharp eyes came to stare at him, making Fen Hun almost unable to stand still, but his mouth still forced his composure, and said viciously:

"You killed my elder brother, Great Elder Burning Heart! How dare you speak so loudly!"

Nangong Jinsheng was aggressive, pointed the long sword in his hand at Fenhun, and shouted:

"Hmph! How can a Burning Heart eliminate the hatred in my heart!

You know, in the hands of you Miaojiang people, there is the blood of my father, brother, and more than a dozen members of my family!I, Nangong Jinsheng, can't wait to kill all the talents in your Miaojiang tribe! "

There was a clear and crisp sound.Behind Fenhun, the hundreds of Miaojiang warriors who surrounded him all drew out their long swords around their waists, and looked straight at him with stern eyes.

"Burning Soul! Originally, there was no need to say any rules to you evil people like Miao Jiang, but today, I, Nangong Jinsheng, came here to avenge the Nangong family. Show your weapon and I will fight you alone Down!"

Nangong Jinsheng came straight up with his sword straight, his footsteps approaching Fenhun step by step. [

Fen Hun's eyes flickered, fighting alone by force was not his strong point.

Nangong Jinsheng, as the Seventh Prince of Nanzhao, although his strength was far inferior to that of Ao Junxie, he was not someone to be taken lightly after all.

What's more, in order to escape for his life, he even threw away his own weapon and suffered internal injuries. If he wants to compete with Nangong Jinsheng, it will be like hitting a stone with an egg, and there is no chance of winning.

Nangong Jinsheng had no expression on his face, step by step, he got closer and closer.It seems that although the opponent has not moved for a long time, he has no intention of giving in at all.

From the moment Ao Junxie heard the name of Fen Xin's younger brother, Fen Hun, the anger of the old family had already made him cruel and decisive!