Princess Against the World

Under the swarm of "hula la", tens of thousands of people went and came back like locusts crossing the border.

It's just that the blood is high when I go.

When he came back, he looked depressed.

They didn't even have time to bring back their injured brothers, and just watched them fall into the hands of the Escaped Blood Palace.

Dozens of recluses from the Blood Palace approached the injured Qiyun Sect disciple, with no expression on their faces, they raised their knives and dropped them.

Regardless of whether the dead or the wounded, there are always two heads.

A cold light flashed from the bottom of Ling Luoyu's eyes: "It's too bullying!!"

These inner sect disciples are self-righteous, and it is their business to run out to die without listening to others' dissuasion, and it is understandable to flee back when they see that the limelight is not right.

But since ancient times, the enemy has never killed prisoners.

Ling Bufan said that this is a respect for the enemy, but also a respect for oneself!

They can kill the disciples of Qi Yunzong, because this is a world where the weak prey on the strong.

But humiliation is trampling on human nature.

She tore off a piece of skirt, and covered her cheeks.

"Third Young Master, what are you doing?!"

"Collect the corpse!!"

Feng Chenglin: "..."

What kind of crazy are these three young masters smoking?

When she was alive, if she was asked to save someone, she would not do anything.

Now that the person is dead, she came out to collect the body instead!

Are the dead more important than the living? ! !

He hurried to follow, but was scolded by Ling Luoyu and went back.

"Fatty man, hide that face of yours, don't cause trouble for me!!"

She pushed out her wrist, knocking the person in front away.

"Step aside!!"

The people dispatched by the Escape Blood Palace all have cultivation levels above Xuanshen.

With the cultivation base of Jin Lanzhi and Ji Yun, they can barely survive their siege, but the other core disciples are mostly between the eighth level of Xuanhuang and the first level of Xuanshen, helping each other, and it is difficult to deal with it.

They couldn't take care of themselves, and when they saw the inner sect disciples rushing out, they felt like vomiting blood.

They came out now, in order to protect them from harm as much as possible.

But they rushed out recklessly to die.

Seeing the inner sect disciples fall one by one, Jin Lanzhi and the others were furious, but there was no way to save them.

Fortunately, this group of people also knew how to follow the wind and retreated when they saw that the wind was going in the wrong direction.

But the remaining one thousand or so people became the slaughtered lambs of the Blood Palace, which made them even more furious.

"Hanshi Xuefu, you are too cruel... Everyone is dead, and you don't let them go!"

"..."

No one paid any attention to them, and everyone continued to kill.

Zuo Furong stared at her eyes with a sneer: "They are just the beginning, when Elder Sha opens the enchantment, your ending will be the same!!"

She drew out her long sword like a demonstration, and slashed at the head of an inner disciple of Qi Yunzong.

He was still breathing, but the wound on his chest held him back.

Seeing the long sword fall, his eyes widened in horror, and even the screams could only be sobbed in his throat.

"Whoosh!"

A long sword pierced through the air, and instantly pierced the edge of Zuo Furong's sword.

"Crack!"

Her long sword trembled harshly and slammed to one side.

"who?!"

Amidst the scolding, she suddenly became murderous.

"Who dares to touch me?!"

The disciples of Qi Yunzong automatically separated from the two sides, and a masked man came out leisurely.

She didn't say a word, just stepped out in such a calm and breezy manner.

"You want to save him?!"

Zuo Furong's eyes flicked to the inner disciples on the ground, and her eyes froze.

"I won't let you save me!"

The sword edge roared, still beheading the man on the ground.