"This woman is not Xuanyuan Zhen'er!" Hui Yu nervously protected Mu Jiuer behind to explain.

He could feel the powerful demonic energy bursting out of this woman and her ability to control monsters. This was not the power that Xuanyuan Zhener could possess!

Douhuang...

Who else has cultivated to the level of Douhuang or above except the Demon Lord?

Hui Yu was thinking hard here, and Mu Jiuer couldn't help rolling her eyes at him, just to blurt out, you only know!

"Bang--"

The huge fighting spirit in front of him collided, causing a small earthquake.

Mu Jiuer quickly looked at Huangfu Chenjue, and saw him holding a silver sword in one hand as a shield to block Xuanyuan Zhen'er's hand knife, and let one hand grab the bright red hand that had touched his clothes accurately, and took the lead to stop Xuanyuan Zhen'er's heart-breaking action.

"I still have some ability, no wonder that girl is thinking about you all the time!"

"It turns out that you occupied Xuanyuan Zhen'er's body..."

Huangfu Chenjue held the wrist with infinite strength tightly, and a drop of cold sweat had already oozed out of his forehead. His eyes narrowed, staring at Xuanyuan Zhen'er in front of him, and had guessed the general situation.

This person is indeed Xuanyuan Zhener...

It’s a pity that this soul is not! I don’t know how Xuanyuan Zhen’er could let someone control her thoughts and occupy her body. It’s so stupid!

"Old witch! Look at the halberd!"

"superior!"

The remaining demon guards around also rushed towards Xuanyuan Zhen'er.

Xuanyuan Zhen'er looked at Hui Yu and glanced at the corner of her eyes and glanced at the only ten remaining demon guards behind her. She slapped Huang Fu Chenjue with a palm, then grabbed the sharp blade of the Fang Tian Huaji, turned around and kicked away the demon guards who rushed forward, and then quickly rotated along the Huaji. At the moment when Hui Yu had not yet reacted, she grabbed Hui Yu's neck!

Such tedious and difficult movements are so smooth and fast in Xuanyuan Zhen'er's current actions, as if they are just a blink of an eye.

The strength of his hand gradually increased, and Hui Yu couldn't help rolling his eyes.

A silver arc hit Xuanyuan Zhener's swollen but still fat face. Xuanyuan Zhener blinked her eyes and pinched Hui Yu's hand and quickly grabbed the silver whip that was thrusting towards her face.

Women love beauty, and they can’t suck their faces or breasts anywhere...==

As her, she naturally ignored it!

Feng Yan is an ancient artifact, with a sharp blade on the whip body. When Xuanyuan Zhen'er subconsciously held the whip body, the sharp blade on the whip body pierced her skin and pierced her flesh.

"hiss--"

Xuanyuan Zhen'er breathed in pain, lowered her head and reached out, and when she saw the whip in her hand, she was stunned.

Before she could hold the whip, the whip had already been pulled away. The sharp barbs cut deep scars along her palms, and the flesh turned outward and blood was dripping.

"ah--"

The whip body was pulled away, but the barb of the whip tail accidentally stabbed Xuanyuan Zhen'er's slightly swollen face. The silver whip body drew a graceful arc in the air along the blood she splattered.

Mu Jiuer looked at Xuanyuan Zhen'er's face that was scratched by Feng Yan, held Feng Yan and whistled.

How can a tiger not show off his power and thinks I am a panda!

"You bastard--" Xuanyuan Zhen'er covered her face, her bloody pupils were about to pop out, and the dark blood-red magic ring gem on her index finger of her left hand was reflected in Mu Jiuer's eyes.
Chapter completed!