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face the enemies who come up like the tide, calmly and calmly.

Now, four enemies surrounded her, and before one of them started to attack, she killed an enemy behind her who had no time to guard against.

Then, she held out the steel claw of her left hand and held a sword that was slashed by another enemy. The steel claw slid down the long sword and made an unpleasant sound.

The enemy saw the situation in front of him, and quickly moved his sword back.

Yan Ran followed his pull back, body close to the enemy, at the same time, her right hand steel claw swing, stabbed into the enemy's heart.

The enemy was about to fall. Yanran left hand put a little force on his body, and his body leaped up. In the air, two legs were kicked out to the left and right respectively, hitting the shoulders of the remaining two enemies. The two enemies rolled out in a roll.

More enemies came forward.

Yan Ran's face is calm, without anger or joy. Even her eyes do not have any feelings. She is like a beautiful butterfly, flying constantly among the enemies. The sound of steel claws seems to be accompaniment for her graceful figure.

Facing a group of enemies, facing the long sword in their hands, Yan Ran whirled and jumped among them. Her body was high and low for a while. Her enemies dodged and steel claws were waving in her hands.

The enemy's blood continuously splashed open, one by one the enemy fell down under the Yan Ran's steel claws.

At this time, Yan Ran was bathed in blood, even her white face was splashed with the blood of the enemy. Although she had wiped off more than half of it, the remaining part was still stuck on her face, which made her look a bit terrible.

Her clothes have already been splashed by the enemy's blood, and there is a feeling of dampness on her body, but Yan Ran is not in the mood to notice these. In front of her, the enemy is still eager to try, waving the laser sword in her hand and rushing towards her in batches.

Restricted by the terrain, they can only attack Yanran in batches, which makes Yanran easier.

"Yaya" the two enemies roared, waving the laser sword in their hands, and launched a fierce attack on Yanran.

Yan Ran's feet flashed again and again, avoiding their frontal attack. Their claws were inserted into their throats. With a wave of power, the two bodies flew out and hit the enemy who was about to attack her and knocked them to the ground.

At this moment, Yan Ran can't help but examine her physical strength. Although the practice of spiritual power is not very long, there is already a small spiritual force in her body. Although this group of spiritual power is still insignificant, it is like a small fire group, continuously emitting warm light.

The reason why Yanran has been able to carry out such a long period of continuous combat, in addition to her extraordinary physical talent, after all, she was once a champion of the galaxy games and a super athlete, and her physical training was far more than that of other people.

But if that's all, I'm afraid Yanran will lose her strength in the middle of the battle.

Now supporting her is the small group of weak mental power in her body.

Because of her outstanding physical fitness and outstanding sports talent, Yanran has never encountered setbacks and blows in the competitive road.

This also let her develop a sense of pride, but out of her good self-cultivation and family education, she deeply hid this kind of pride.

When she got to know her teacher, Yesu didn't relax her training even though she was in such a bad environment as the nameless planet.

Cultivating spiritual power is what ye Su asked her to do.

At the beginning, Yanran didn't think much of her teacher's orders. As a top athlete, in the environment of nameless planet, although life was very difficult, and even often in a state of hunger, she was still able to cope with all kinds of beasts in front of her.

This makes her a little skeptical about spiritual cultivation.

I think her teacher must know what she thought at that time, but her teacher didn't say anything to her, just left the method of practice, let her follow.

Although she has only practiced for a short time, she has fully understood the benefits of spiritual strength to her.

Even if she is weak in the face of the enemy, she can still stand in front of her spirit.

However, after fighting for such a long time, Yanran also felt the mental strength in her body. It was like a small candle in the wind and rain. It could be put out at any time.

The enemy rushed up, and without flinching back, rushed into the enemy group.The steel claw of the left hand grasped the long sword stabbed by the enemy. With a wave of the right hand, there was a thin and deep cut in the throat of the enemy. The blood was sprayed out like a mist, and the body of the enemy turned and fell to the ground.

He ducked his head to avoid a long sword attacked by an enemy from behind. He kicked his right leg backward and hit an enemy's abdomen. The enemy's blood spurted wildly and flew out.

The rest of the enemy did not expect that the young, beautiful, and even a little weak girl in front of her was so fierce.

At this time, Yan Ran, her hair was messy, and the blood of the enemy remained on her face. In the scuffle just now, her clothes were also cut by the enemy.

The sleeve of right hand droops down, with the waving of Yan Ran arm, like a flag of victory.

Although the enemy has not yet withdrawn, but fear has appeared in their eyes.

The girl in front of her, in their eyes, is no longer human, she is the embodiment of death, with her every wave of steel claws, there will be a companion of their own spraying blood fell down.

Yan Ran faced by her to suppress the enemy, slowly raised his hands, steel claws in front of her cross, issued a "Ding" sound.

The sound was clear and crisp, like the wind chimes blown by the wind, but in the enemy's ears, it was no less than the laughter of death.

Yan Ran expressionless, the enemy left a drop of blood on her face down her smooth face.

The two claws hit each other again and made a clear sound.

The enemies in front of them have lost their will to fight. Facing the enemies who are like the God of death, their hands holding the sword are shaking slightly, and their feet are slowly shrinking back.

Yan Ran approached a step, the third time cross hit the two claws.

The enemy who has been nervous to the limit is like a frightened bird. I don't know who it is. With the cry, a sword fell to the ground with a clang. This sudden scream made the besieged enemy scared completely. They began to run away and did not dare to return.

Yan Ran looked at them coldly, until they disappeared in front of their own eyes.

Plop, Yan Ran knelt down.

At the moment, her physical strength was close to the level of oil and light, but she couldn't stop. She gasped, her hands barely supported her body, and she staggered toward the end of the passage.

Behind her, the bodies of the enemy lay on the ground, shining in the golden sun, as if to witness this tragic scene.

The girl in the passage, although her physical strength has been so severe that she has to rely on the wall to rest from time to time, she still has no hesitation to continue to move forward.