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Chapter 62

When Feng Jiuyou raised his knife and brought it down, another head fell to the ground.

This crisp and clean energy made Jiang Huai, who was not far away, frown deeply.

What kind of technique is this? Even he can't cut off a person's head so simply and neatly.

As easy as cutting a watermelon.

Who is this woman?

If Feng Jiuyou had thought about it until Jiang Huai, he would definitely tell him that it was cut from a zombie.

Feng Jiuyou directly ignored Jiang Huai's weird eyes, and struck twice with two more swords, and the same head fell to the ground.

One of the heads fell at Jiang Huai's feet.

Looking at the bulging eyes and the dead-eyed head, Jiang Huai felt that she probably didn't do it on purpose!

"Jiang Huai, I didn't expect you to be alive. Haha, those courtiers and princes of Dayuan Kingdom are really stupid. They were all deceived by you."

A burst of arrogant laughter rang out, and then a tall and erect man wearing a battle armor and a powerful momentum came flying from a distance.

Holding a giant sword in hand, standing not far from Jianghuai, with gloomy and bloodthirsty eyes, this is Xiao Mohan, the general of the Beiming Kingdom.

"Jiang Huai, without your interception, your Dayuan Kingdom will die in the near future."

Looking at the corpses of Beiming Kingdom's elite soldiers and generals, Xiao Mohan's eyes were full of murderous intent, and he stared at Jiang Huai with cold eyes.

This time, he made a mistake in Beiming Kingdom. He never expected that the regent of Dayuan Kingdom would fake his death.

"The days are long." Xiao Mo said coldly and planned to fly away.

"Since you're here, let's stay." Jiang Huai's figure flashed and blocked Xiao Mohan's path.

In the flash of swords and shadows, the two of them locked hands. For a moment, they were inseparable from each other. Their attacks were extremely sharp, and their moves were sharp and fast.

Afterimages danced in the air, and for a moment, no one could do anything to anyone.

Feng Jiuyou crossed his arms over his chest and stood watching with interest, while Feng Chenyi had a blank look on his face.

There was no other reason. He only saw two afterimages flashing back and forth in front of his eyes.

"Little sister, the martial arts of these two people are too high, can you see clearly?"

"You can see it clearly." Feng Jiuyou replied extremely calmly. With the help of supernatural powers, her martial arts increased day by day.

Even if he was faced with the two people in front of him, he could escape unscathed.

Feng Chenyi looked at Feng Jiuyou as if he were a monster. Could it be that his little sister was the reincarnation of a god? Is she so awesome?

He can't even keep up with the flattery.

Half an hour later.

"boom……"

"puff……"

After a muffled sound, Xiao Mohan flew out, hit a big tree, and then rolled to the ground, with a bright red color overflowing from the corner of his mouth.

An afterimage flashed by, and a long sword was already pressed against his throat.

This person is none other than Jiang Huai.

"If you want to kill, then kill." Xiao Mohan said fiercely. The winner is the king or the loser, even if Xiao Mohan is no longer in Beiming Kingdom.

He can also lead an army to break through Yumen Pass and lead directly to the imperial city.

Jiang Huai ignored him and tapped him a few times with his hands, sealing the veins all over his body.

"An Yi." An Yi understood and led two secret guards to suppress Xiao Mohan.

Although Jiang Huai was slightly better, he still had wounds of various sizes on his body.

There was a wound that was so deep that it was visible to the bottom.

"Madam, you are very skilled." Jiang Huai covered his wound and looked at Feng Jiuyou with a dark look.

A faint smile appeared at the corner of Feng Jiuyou's mouth.

"Of course."
Chapter completed!
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