Yan Lingji's strength has reached a higher level, using a move with her own distinctive characteristics, killing the killer Du Shi on the spot.

There is no doubt that Du Shi, a Dacheng-level, is a general of the Liusha Organization. Unfortunately, he has old injuries on his body and stimulates Yan Lingji to break through his strength, so he can only regret it.

As the leader, Wei Zhuang is afraid he will be depressed for a while.

Yan Lingji, it was not enough for her to kill Du Shi, and she intervened into the battlefield between Hidden Bat and Silver Ring. The same six hairpins shot like sword energy, shooting through Hidden Bat directly.

"you!"

The body of Hidden Bat fell from the air to the ground. Yinhuan was a little dissatisfied and said to Yan Lingji: "Sir, you are killing me so well, why are you still robbing my prey?"

Yan Lingji just smiled slightly and signaled to her the Xiang army that could not support her, "You go and preside over the presidency."

"Um?"

Yinhuan looked over there and saw where there was a place where she needed to preside over the leadership. The Xiang clan was wiped out and there were no few people missing.

At this time, Shaoyu, Long Qi, Zhonglimei and a few young people were surrounded by more than a dozen people to protect them in the middle. Outside, the elite Yue people had killed all the remaining people and surrounded them.

The Xiang family is finished.

"Red-haired?" Yinhuan frowned and turned his head to ask, "Sir, what is the name of that red-haired boy?"

"Longqi."

Yan Lingji threw down this name, then stepped down and quickly rushed towards the only remaining master of the Liusha organization, Chongda.

"Longqi, Longqi! Longqi~"

The silver ring instantly surged with anger and the silver teeth clenched. The little snake on her waist felt the master's anger and rushed onto her, and her little head jumped, as if to comfort her.

She reached out and nodded the little snake's head, sneered, and walked towards the battle circle of only a dozen people.

"Sir Silver Ring."

"Sir Silver Ring."

The Yue people surrounded him took the initiative to make a way for the Silver Ring, and the Xiang family members inside knew that they were about to end, and more than a dozen faces interpreted the diversity of human expressions.

"So it turns out that the Xiang clan of your Chu State killed my Baiyue people thirty years ago. Hum~"

Yinhuan smiled happily and was naturally beautiful enough. The silver headdress swayed due to the slight trembling, which highlighted her slightly yellow skin, with red lips and white teeth, and charming eyes like silk.

But this smile was a huge horror in the eyes of the Xiang family’s children.

"Snake Girl, you are from the barbarian land-"

Scream~

"Hmph, barbarians, even if I am in the wilderness, I still hear that you Chu people are also called Jingman by the people of the Central Plains."

"Fart, you-"

Scream~

A short blade as thin as a cicada's wing was spinning in the silver ring's hand. This was her weapon, extremely sharp. In conjunction with her poison refining methods, it would be a word for death when rubbing someone.

She turned the short blade leisurely and suddenly let out her hand. The short blade flew around in a circle, and all the remaining Xiang family members fell to the ground, and blood gathered into a pond.

After the silver ring was killed, he took out a handkerchief and wiped a very small drop of blood stained on the short blade.

"The future of the Xiang clan is over."

She looked at the only three remaining young men representing the future of the Xiang clan, Shaoyu, Long Qi and Zhonglimei, and the first one dragged Long Qi up.

"Long Zhan! You ordered the shooting and killing of tens of thousands of Yue slaves. You died on the battlefield against Qin. I never thought that the descendants of the Long family will pay the debt for you, blood debts and blood debts!"

Yinhuan pinched Long Qi's neck, raised the man, and then cut off his other hand.

"Yeah~"

The severe pain made Long Qi seem to have a little consciousness from the poisoning symptoms of Chihiko Chihiro, and let out a muffled groan.

"Oh? Do you feel anything? Don't worry, you will never die before the ten thousand swords are finished. The second sword~"

At that time, Long Zhan ordered the gathering of about 10,000 Yue slaves to stimulate Nan Yan, who was fighting guerrillas, to go to the trap. The 10,000 Yue people were eventually killed by the Chu army's crossbow and living targets.

Yinhuan watched everything with his eyes. Even over the past ten years, the unforgettable hatred would never be forgotten.

The people of Yue quietly maintained the queue, watching the silver ring bleed the dragon and bleed, and all showed relief expressions.

...

"Ahem~uh~"

Chongda spit out a mouthful of blood, and supported Gu Jianhao Cao, reluctantly stood up. Yan Lingji, Wu Zhong, was not worried, three people fought one, and he was seriously injured and could not support him.

"It is worthy of being the second only master in the Quicksand Organization after the leader Weizhuang. It can hold on for so long in the hands of the three of us."

Yan Lingji did not have the shame of bullying the few with the more. She smiled sincerely and praised her sincerely. However, the flame sword condensed in her hand was still full of murderous intentions.

"Ahem, for the swordsman, death is an abrupt ending and a damn ending. But~"

The black aura of Cao Jian was filled with the cuckoo, and the cuckold squeezed the remaining energy in his body and urged the sword to move. Even if there was a slight chance of survival, he would never accept his fate.

"I will only die under higher kendo, you, not!"

The light of death is the light of the gods.

This dull and lightless ancient sword, in Chongda's hand, seemed to cut out the black hole of the universe, and in an instant, the sky was dim and the sun was dark and the moon was gone.

"You two, step back!"

Yan Lingji immediately shouted at the first time, and put out a burning long rainbow sword with both hands and rushed forward.

Hop~

The Changhong Sword hit the black sword body of Huo Cao, and the burning flames shone on the world.

"Ah~"

Yan Lingji shouted again, and the deep internal energy continued to pour into the Changhong Sword, vowing to kill the black hole ahead.

Hai Cao~Divine Light.

At this moment, the original body of the Haocao Sword, the sword energy it stimulates, and the sword momentum, sword intent, and internal strength all perfectly merged into one.

The insect reached the sword realm that had been unavailable for several years, and finally took another small step forward under the extreme life and death crisis.

Hum? No!

Yan Lingji discovered something was wrong, and the opponent's sword suddenly raised a step higher. The black light swallowed the Changhong Sword, followed by a sword energy carrying ghost fire and counterattacked.

She noticed it in time, and a wall of flame appeared in front of her and she instantly retreated.

Swamp ~

Sure enough, the next moment, a sword light burst out. The insect slashed the flame wall with the sword. Just when he was about to pursue him, his feet tilted and he fell to the ground.

His realm has been improved a little, but at this point, his internal strength has been exhausted.

Yan Lingji stopped her pace from the retreat, took her hand and flew into the air with six hairpins, heading straight to the vital points of the insect.

Buzz ~

Sword chanting, sword force, sword energy, is a flying sword with hundreds of steps!

Yan Lingji felt that she was locked by a sword force, Yuanhong's clear sword light had already penetrated into the air!

Ding Ding Ding ~

All six hairpins were knocked away, and the sword body that was as water as a mirror reflected the beautiful woman's astonishment. Gai Nie held the sword in his hand, and Yuanhong was sealing Yan Lingji's throat.

"No one should act rashly, otherwise."

Buzz ~

Yuanhong roared lightly, as if she was cooperating with her master. Yan Lingji, who was hostage, had a trace of blood immediately drawn on her neck.
Chapter completed!