Mad Queen

Chapter 522
"what!!"

Young Master Wuchang suddenly let out a roar, he stood up, his hands were like knives, and slashed towards Gu Ziwan.

"Ah your sister!"

Gu Ziwan spun around to dodge, and the blood-slaughtering sword came out with a backhand, tearing the air, and slashing towards Mr. Wuchang's chest.

"laugh!"

A bloody mouth opened ferociously, but no trace of blood spewed out.

Gu Ziwan's pupils shrank: "A dead man has no blood!!"

Almost at the same time, Mr. Wuchang's hands did not evade at all, still grabbing her throat.

"Ha ha……"

Feng Wulin laughed out loud.

"Ghost, you are such a smart person, don't you know that the dead are dead without consciousness?! At this time, even if you cut him into five horses, his stumps, his limbs will be broken, and you will continue to trouble you. I want your life..."

The sword that killed Mr. Wuchang was no different from a child's play house!
There will be no harm! !
"Humph!"

Feng Wulin's face darkened, his smile faded, and he looked at Gu Ziwan aggressively.

"Even if you have the Blood Slaughtering Remnant Sword, you will surely die!!"

With the sound of "Ding Ding Dang Dang", Gu Ziwan blocked the hands of Young Master Wuchang with the blood-killing sword, turned over to avoid it, and narrowly landed.

Before she could gain a firm foothold, Mr. Wuchang roared and came to kill again.

A killing blade burst out of the eyes, and the blood-slaughtering sword slashed out fiercely.

"I told you not to!!"

"puff!"

The blood-slaughtering sword slashed at the head of Mr. Wuchang, and it flew away in an instant.

Feng Wulin shook his head in disdain——

Really short memory!
He has already said that, without the head, the killing of Mr. Wuchang is still the same.

Sure enough, the impermanent young master who had lost his head still kept killing crazily.

It doesn't matter if he has a head or not!
Because at this time he is a marionette, all actions are directed by Feng Wulin behind the scenes.

"Ding!"

Young Master Wuchang's hands grabbed the Blood Slaughter Remnant Sword, and two fingers were cut off in the collision, but he followed closely behind.

Gu Ziwan slashed out with a sword, blocking his figure three meters away.

Flipping the hand, the blood-killing and remnant sword shot out.

"Whoosh!"

The blade pierced through the whirling head of Mr. Wuchang, and nailed into a tree with a bang.

Feng Wulin's pupils shrank suddenly - what is she going to do? !

Almost at the same time, Gu Ziwan turned around suddenly, and abruptly met Mr. Wuchang. The moment the two sides were fighting, their left hand suddenly grabbed his heart.

"puff!"

Black blood soaked her wrists.

Feng Wulin slowly clenched his hands into fists: "She wants to break my blood corpse?!"

Blood corpse, with obsession and body as control.

This obsession exists in the resentment and last memory of the blood corpse during his lifetime.

And the head and heart of the blood corpse is where resentment is stored.

Without resentment, the manipulative power of the blood corpse would be greatly reduced.

Grasping Young Master Wuchang's heart, Gu Ziwan slid out sideways, turned around and stood still behind him, looked at Feng Wulin provocatively in her eyes, and a drop of blood popped out from her right hand, drawing a talisman in the void.

Feng Wulin paused for breath, and suddenly cast a spell with his right hand.

"Want to break my blood corpse?! You are still a little tender!!"

The talisman flew out of the air, instantly defeating Gu Ziwan's talisman.

"Your uncle!!"

Gu Ziwan became angry.

"Teddy!"

Wind martial arts→_→

what? !
Before he could react, a gust of wind shot from his back.

Feng Wulin turned around quickly, avoiding the sharp edge.

When I looked closely, my pupils shrank.

"it……"

Isn't the one in front of him the beast that the ghost brought by his side when it swept across his space? !
(End of this chapter)