Princess Against the World

Shao Huanyang had lost face in front of Feng Chenglin. At this time, what he wanted to do most was to kill a group of people and regain some face.

As soon as the words fell, the scimitar took action instantly.

At that moment, Jin Laosan grabbed Ling Luoyu's hand: "Protect me!"

He grabbed her wrist and backed away quickly.

Ling Luoyu: "..."

What is this guy doing?

Protect him? !

Although she didn't have much contact with Jin Daniu, she could tell that if it really came to a life-or-death situation, he wouldn't be a coward seeking to be protected.

Why would he ask her to protect him now?

She was wondering in her heart when she suddenly saw the people around her passing by her like crazy, thinking of Shao Huanyang.

And Jin Daniu's eyes suddenly became distracted at this moment.

It was as if the soul had left the body, and a pair of eyes had lost half of its energy.

When Shao Huanyang raised his machete and struck for the second time, Feng Chenglin also released Lan Yi again, preparing for another heavy kill.

No idea——

"kill!"

The people who had been standing still behind him suddenly rushed forward in a tacit understanding and passed by him.

Feng Chenglin's movements suddenly froze: "..."

What are they doing?

Rushing up at such a fast pace, you don't want to die, right?

No matter what, they are separated and cannot be together as a group.

If someone's machete flew over, wouldn't these people be killed! ?

Confused, the people in front were already fighting with Shao Huanyang.

And Yin Shijiu and He Laohu, one on the left and the other on the right, grabbed his arm and squeezed to the back from the crowd swarming forward.

"Do these people have a grudge against the Lord of God? Or did Shao Huanyang remove the coffin board of their ancestor? Why did they rush up like this?" Feng Chenglin stood there dumbfounded.

Shao Huanyang, who was surrounded by everyone, was like a rotten egg being stared at by flies, his whole body being annihilated by the head.

Densely packed and airtight.

If any of these people were randomly selected, they would be stomping their feet and the world would be shocked.

Even though Shao Huanyang's cultivation level is higher than theirs, he can't stand against the large number of people on the other side.

Moreover, these people fought with a desperate and life-threatening style. For a while, Shao Huanyang was trapped and unable to escape.

Where only human figures could be seen, the scimitars were flying.

As the scimitar burst out, there was endless blood and endless screams.

However, these screams did not make them feel even the slightest bit afraid. They were still fighting with that desperate style. Even if they were injured, they still rushed upward like moths to a flame.

To be honest, this style of play completely shocked Feng Chenglin.

I always feel that something is wrong, a bit weird.

"them……"

If they don’t share the same unwavering faith, they are possessed by something special!

Otherwise, how could anyone not know the pain, or even rush up without fear of death! ?

Yin Jiu poked his shoulder: "Over there..."

Looking along his fingers, I saw the golden bull next to Ling Luoyu, holding his head high and looking motionless at the sky.

"Old man?" Feng Chenglin walked over quickly in confusion: "What's wrong with the old man..."

Before he could get closer, Ling Luoyu Youran raised his hand and stopped him abruptly with a gentle force.

"Don't touch him!"

At this time, Feng Chenglin saw something strange about Jin Daniu.

His eyes were a strange gray-brown color, misty and without pupils.

"……grass……"

This was the only shocking word Feng Chenglin could find.