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1411. Sisters fighting 18

Anyway, her face was already torn, and things had reached a point of no return. If she didn't seize the last chance, she could only watch helplessly as Yan Xi swung the butcher's knife at her.

The affairs of the eldest prince were so secretive that even the personal guards did not know that on the night of prayer, she had personally killed a man who had defiled her body.

But Yan Xi knew that although he didn't say anything, Yu Luojiao was so sure that he had already seen everything in his eyes.

If you resist at this time, your victory or defeat will be unpredictable.

If you just sit back and wait for death, don't expect Yan Xi to show mercy.[

This man is too cold-blooded and ruthless. If you want to conquer him, you must defeat him first, so that he will always remember that there was once a woman who could make him kneel at his feet in defeat and beg for mercy.

In just a short moment, she made the decision to attack. She didn't believe that more than thirty masters could not suppress a man. It would take more than thirty times for one person to step forward and slash with a knife. Yan Xi, even with three heads and six arms, could not guarantee that he would not be beaten several times.

Down.

Yan Xi slowly shook his head, a sneer appearing in his eyes.

He has lost count of how many people he has met in his life who have the same thoughts as Yu Luojiao.

Unfortunately, it is often at the final moment of life and death that one realizes that one cannot do whatever one wants simply by relying on a large number of people.

He took off the long soft sword from his waist. The dark blade of the sword groaned, and he was actually excited, eager to drink the blood.

Since Yan Xi came to the throne, such opportunities have been rare. Without him taking action personally, tens of millions of troops have swept through, crushing all disobedience into ashes.

The situation changes, and only the most primitive bloody atmosphere remains between heaven and earth. Killing and being killed, chasing and being chased, the afterimage of the evil man flickers, and wherever he passes, he will be cut in the middle. If he is lucky enough to survive,

There is no need to worry that he will turn around and strike again. This law has become an eternal truth in Yan Xi's body and has nothing to do with the strength of his opponent.
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