Princess Against the World

"You haven't?! You've seen them? Right?!"

Yan'er was about to argue, but suddenly felt that the pressure was even greater, to the point that she didn't even have the strength to speak.

Frightened, she blinked quickly, tears rolling down her cheeks.

Finally, a sneer appeared on the lips of the demon god: "What? Now you dare to admit it?!"

That being said, the pressure has eased a bit.

Yan'er was able to catch her breath: "Master... I was curious... That's why I went to see them secretly... But I didn't do anything..."

The demon god suddenly grabbed the back of her head, and raised it a little bit rudely.

"Do you think, if you do something, can you still be alive now?!"

Yan'er's heart trembled, and she quickly responded: "Master, Yan'er knows she's made a mistake, so she won't dare in the future!"

The demon god gave up and threw her down.

"Hmph! For the sake of you having been with me for so many years, I will forgive you this time for the time being! If you dare to do it next time, I will definitely not forgive you!!"

"yes!"

Yan'er sat up in fear, her breathing was rapid, and her eyes were flickering.

She raised her eyes again, but she regained her gentle look, obediently pinching her shoulders and beating her back for the demon god.

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Space cage!

Under bloody killings, the most important thing is to have a good weapon.

A sharp weapon that kills without rolling the blade!

"puff!"

Amidst the blood splatter, Ke Lan kicked away the man who was hit by the sword with great effort.

With the blade already curled up, it takes twice as much effort to kill someone.

On the other hand, Ling Luoyu, the soul blade in her hand was still flowing smoothly.

It was a joy to kill.

Gritting his silver teeth lightly, Ke Lan swung his sword out again, facing the heavy hammer that came from the slasher.

"boom!"

The two collided, and Ke Lan's long sword finally couldn't bear the gravity and broke in response.

The strength overturned, her feet were unstable, and she staggered back immediately.

A soft force pierced her body, instantly stabilizing her figure.

Before turning his head, he already had a long sword in his hand.

Although heavier than her sword, it is extremely sharp to use.

Ke Lan was stunned!

Where did Ling Luoyu hide such a sword? !

But when the hammer hit, she couldn't help but think too much, so she screamed and fought hard to kill.

Ling Luoyu's eyes flicked to Mo Xuanchen and Lan Ruo, there were crowds of people on both sides, and blood was everywhere, so nothing could be seen.

Compared to Ling Luoyu who worked hard to kill a dog, Mo Xuanchen fought very easily.

He stood still on one side of the space, forming a vacuum space of about one meter around his body.

Everyone seemed to be unable to see his existence, and their eyes flicked directly to kill others.

It's not that they don't want to kill, but they dare not kill!

To put it simply and directly, it cannot be killed!

A man brandished a long knife and shouted to kill him, the blade slashed straight at Mo Xuanchen's head.

His eyes were gloomy, and he didn't lift them indifferently, as if he didn't see the attacking blade, he was as quiet as a speck of dust.

Just when the blade was about to cut into the bun, he suddenly made a move, and then stopped it as quickly as lightning.

In the flip of the hand, there was a warm, still beating heart in his hand.

The man wielding the knife stopped in his tracks instantly, feeling a bad premonition in his heart.

"No!"

He lowered his eyes in horror.

Sure enough, there was a big bloody hole in his chest.

Until now, he didn't feel the tearing pain.

However, this pain only lasted for a while, and then I lost consciousness.

"Bang!" The long knife fell to the ground, and he fell to the ground.

Blood splattered, and the people around consciously retreated another three points.

Let's fight from a distance, so as not to cause misunderstandings!

As long as there are people who are still alive, more than half of them have seen him dig out their hearts with bare hands!

He kills, simple, brutal, bloody! !

Raise your hand and it's over!

For him, picking the opponent's heart is as easy as picking peaches in someone's field.