The Evil Emperor's Medical Concubine is ruthless

Chapter 895 Get Me Out

Tu Xiaowang was yelled at, a little annoyed.

He is the majestic little prince of Tuyuan Kingdom, a follower of the Poison Sage, and even the Poison Sage has never treated him so presumptuously.

The strength of this female ghost cultivator in front of her is unpredictable and seems to be very powerful.

But if he retreats, he will not be able to complete the mission of the master, and he will definitely be punished after returning to Tuyuan Country.

In a dilemma, Tu Xiaowang gritted his teeth.

"Old senior, I can retreat, but I am here to find Chu Beiqing. I wonder if the old senior can hand over Chu Beiqing? Xiao Wang is very grateful."

It's fine for Xin Lin, anyway, a crippled gourmet chef won't be able to make a big deal.

As long as Chu Beiqing was killed, the trip to Longteng Kingdom would be considered complete.

"What if I don't pay?"

Xin Lin sneered.

Tu Xiaowang is really not willing to die until the Yellow River.

"Then there is only offense."

Tu Xiaowang yelled violently, his figure changed, and he rushed towards Xin Lin.

The punch was swept out, and the shadow of the fist was as fast as a flash, and it reached the vital point of Xin Lin's throat in an instant.

Xin Lin was already prepared. With a flick of her finger, a thumb-thick evil snake coiled in her hand swished out. The evil snake pierced through the air like a sharp arrow.

Prince Tu was forced to take a few steps back, the evil snake bumped into the wind of the fist, and the wind of the fist broke away, and the evil snake also turned into a cloud of black mist.

But at this moment, a roar of beasts came.

In mid-air, a leopard jumped out.

The leopard came so suddenly that it was impossible to guard against it. Xin Lin was only focused on dealing with the prince under the picture earlier, but he didn't pay attention to this beast.

The leopard rushed towards Xin Lin, and with a slap, it wanted to seriously injure Xin Lin.

Wuhun!

Xin Lin's eyelids twitched, but he didn't expect that Prince Tu also cultivated a martial soul.

That Wuhun is none other than the Golden Leopard Chasing Wind, which is famous for its body skills among the Xuanling Beasts.

The leopard's stature was in an instant, and his agility was astonishing. Warriors below the blood level had no chance to dodge. Not to mention, Xin Lin was only a spiritual master, and his agility was at a disadvantage.

Seeing that there was no way to retreat, at this moment, Xin Lin's waist.

That half-squinting, looking very comfortable black corpse dragon had deep blue eyes.

But saw it groan and opened its mouth.

When a small dragon opened its mouth, it neighed.

The wind-chasing golden leopard the size of a calf froze, as if it had encountered something terrifying.

It killed one by one and retreated behind Tu Xiaowang.

"You! Beast, don't go up yet!"

But the Chasing Wind Golden Leopard refused to move, and hid behind Prince Tu Xiao.

Prince Tu was also dumbfounded.

He wanted to use his martial soul to fight to the death, but he didn't know that his martial soul was directly scared away by the opponent's corpse dragon.

This corpse dragon must be very powerful.

Even the corpse dragon under him is so powerful, then the strength of this female ghost cultivator is beyond doubt.

Earlier, there was a slight doubt about the strength of the female ghost cultivator, but it disappeared.

"Boy, you have even revealed your last martial soul card, and you have to use all the other means. Don't force me to bully the small with the big, and let my little snake swallow your martial soul."

Xin Lin's face was full of "impatientness", but his heart was relieved.

"Senior, don't misunderstand. The junior doesn't mean that. Just now, the junior is just cheap, so the junior will quit now."

Prince Tu wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, he didn't dare to stay any longer, and he left the Chu mansion in desperation with the few remaining guards.

(End of this chapter)