Miss Waste Material: Fengming World

Chapter 161 Are you sure you want to do this?
"Eldest sister... don't..." Xia Xuan obviously felt the woman's hesitation, raised his hand to grab her arm, and uttered a word with difficulty.

Xia Yufen lowered her head, wondering what she was thinking, and seemed a little at a loss.

Feng Qianyue raised the corners of her lips and looked at Xia Yufen with a smile that was not a smile.

"In that case, don't blame me for being rude!" The man grinned grinningly, and raised the long sword in his hand.

"No! I promise you! I promise you..." Xia Yufen hurriedly stood in front of Xia Xuan, her voice hoarse, and she was crying at the end.

"Big Sister..." Xia Xuan looked at Xia Yufen in disbelief, wanted to stop her but was unable to move because of the injuries on his body, he would rather die by himself...but her sister wanted to kill Feng Qianyue to save herself!

If Brother Feng found out, the consequences would be disastrous, not to mention he doesn't want Feng Qianyue to die at all...

"A person who knows the current affairs is a hero, so it depends on your performance." The man chuckled, retracted the long sword in his hand, and looked straight at Xia Yufen.

Xia Yufen's body trembled unconsciously, and then slowly stood up from the ground.

"Sister..." Xia Xuan's eyes were tearing apart, and he was struggling to get up, but he was powerless.

"Qianyue...don't blame me." Xia Yufen glanced at Feng Qianyue, turned her head away as if she didn't dare to look at her again, her words were full of guilt and struggle.

Finally she did it anyway.

I saw the woman pull out the long whip around her waist, and whipped it towards Feng Qianyue with her profound strength!

The long whip came ferociously like a long snake, Feng Qianyue squinted her eyes, and didn't take it seriously at all.

Yang Tao and the others behind him were anxious, "Get out of the way!"

Isn't she usually very fast! ?Why do you act like a fool now and don't know how to move?

Feng Qianyue ignored them, looked straight at Xia Yufen, and asked word by word, "Sister Xia, are you sure you want to kill me?"

Xia Yufen's body trembled subconsciously, and her expression became a little complicated. Finally, she gritted her teeth, as if to make excuses for herself, "If I don't kill you, both Xia Xuan and I will die. Hate me for that, and I have to do the same!"

When it comes to the end, there is still a sense of awe-inspiring righteousness.

Feng Qianyue laughed immediately.

"In this case...then let's try it." After she finished speaking, she shook her figure and took a few steps back. The next second, the long whip fell and made a "pop", and a cloud of dust was raised on the ground!
It is conceivable that if she slows down a little bit, she will definitely be seriously injured!

Xia Yufen was not in a hurry, but came again brandishing her long whip, this time even using her own coercion!
Xia Yufen's strength is a sixth-level mystic master, but she was only a fifth-level mystic when she participated in the talent selection.

Feng Qianyue, on the other hand, has grown by leaps and bounds in the past two months to reach the fourth-level mysterious master.

Want to take her life with the ability of a sixth-level mysterious master?Don't you know that she fought against the first-level Xuanzong with the fourth-level Xuanzong in the palace?
But it's rare for Xia Yufen to be confident, because the middle-aged man also used coercion to oppress Feng Qianyue, not to mention that the girl still has injuries on her body, so it is impossible to win them.

Therefore, He Qing and the others were a little anxious, but to be honest, their strength was not enough. Even behind Feng Qianyue, they were shaken by the men's coercion, almost kneeling on the ground!
Seeing that the whip was so close to the woman, Xia Xuan almost closed his eyes in despair, unable to bear to watch the next scene.

Xia Yufen obviously used all her strength in this whip, intending to kill her with one blow!
But Feng Qianyue raised the corners of her lips and sneered, without the slightest sense of imminent death, even though the strong coercion made her chest tight.

(End of this chapter)