Quick wear: the host is really floating

Chapter 1580 Yunzhou Valkyrie 17
"Ah—hand, my hand! My hand!" City Lord Yan looked at her blankly, cold sweat burst out of his head, his face twisted, and he looked at his cut off hand on the ground. His face was pale.

Everyone around was stunned, most of their minds were empty, only a few words filled their minds: blood, hand, Lord Yan's hand is gone.

When everyone around was in a trance, the culprit slowly curled her lips, but there was no smile in her eyes. She slowly approached the collapsed City Lord Yan, with a soft voice, "There is still one , stretch it out."

A light and fluttering sentence scared everyone present and made their scalps tingle.

When Xue Zhi first came here, they always thought that this little girl was just like that, she could fight if she could, but they always felt that she was a martial god who had been admired by Yunzhou for many years, they always felt a little untrue.

But now...they finally no longer have any doubts anymore. This person is the God of War, the God of Killing who came out of the region to seek his life.

Seeing what's wrong with being soft and weak, killing a person with one hand is like killing a chicken, her face is not red and her heart is not beating, it seems that her eyelids have not blinked...

It's no wonder that the top ten of the villain list sent surrender letters before they fought her. Those few were all from the same era as Valkyrie.

"No, no... come, come! Kill her for me, kill her for the city lord!" City lord Yan shrank back, looked at Xue Zhi unfocused and shouted.

No one dared to move, not a single subordinate around dared to move.

The people in the Sky Ladder Management Office didn't move either. The Martial God Sword was unsheathed for the first time in a century. Who would dare to move it?

It's not that I don't want to live anymore.

"It's so noisy." Xue Zhi frowned suddenly, looked at him and said in a deep voice, as if she suddenly remembered something, she looked back at the man in white, and her tone softened slightly, "Did he say anything?" What did you do?"

"No, no, I didn't say anything!" City Lord Yan seemed to know what Xue Zhi wanted to do, and raised his blood-stained hand to tightly cover his mouth, "I didn't say anything! I never said anything!"

"I said it!" Eleven suddenly said loudly, "He said that my eldest son is...is..."

Speaking of this, he was a little speechless.

"It doesn't look like a good word." Xue Zhi nodded lightly, and looked back at City Lord Yan again.

"Let me go, let me go...I don't dare anymore, and I won't dare again." City Lord Yan suddenly raised his head and said.

"Let you go?" Xue Zhi paused for a moment, and said seriously, "You touch it, say it, look at it, you have to pay a price, right?"

"Hurry up and stretch out your hand, long-term pain is worse than short-term pain."

"...Why do you help him like this?" City Lord Yan stared at Jiang Ce, with a vicious tone, "I never thought that you, a bastard, have some skills, and you can even confuse a martial god!"

Eleven's face changed suddenly, but the woman in front of him moved faster than his face.

The other hand of City Lord Yan was also cut off, and blood spattered all over the ground.

Jiang Ce's snow-white clothes were splashed with a lot of red, Xue Zhi looked back and frowned slightly.

She bent down slightly, and lifted the collar of City Lord Yan, "You stained his clothes, how do you plan to pay for it?"

Jiang Ce, who was standing aside, gave a low laugh.

Eleven raised his head suspiciously, how could it be like this?

(End of this chapter)