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Chapter 117 Little girl, you are courting death

There was no warning about this shot, and it was very fast.

Mu Baichuan couldn't dodge, and with a 'pop' sound, he was pierced through the shoulder armor.

"Bold! Seek death!"

Mu Baichuan was so angry that he raised his hand and hit the soldier on the chest.

With one palm strike, the soldier's entire chest was dented with ten forceful force.

But the soldier just grunted, then roared violently, and stabbed Mu Baichuan again with a ferocious expression.

"Your Highness, be careful!"

A henchman next to him quickly stepped forward and kicked the soldier away, while blocking Mu Baichuan behind him.

"Your Highness, something is wrong with these soldiers, retreat quickly!"

Mu Baichuan also noticed something strange at this moment and hurriedly withdrew from the battle. At this moment, Ju Gao looked forward... and suddenly took a breath.

But I saw that the area within a few feet in front of me had been reduced to a field of death.

The soldiers held spears and swords in their hands and fought each other desperately. They were like monsters who were not afraid of death. They would not stop until they chopped everyone around them into pieces.

He completely forgot that the person around him was Pao Ze, whom he had lived and died with.

Mo phoenix dance!

It must be Mo Fengwu’s fault!

Mu Baichuan's face turned pale, and he looked past the bloody battlefield in front of him and landed on the woman in black opposite him.

The rain curtain obscured her figure, making her look hazy.

But those eyes were extremely bright. At this time, she was looking at everything in front of her with relish, like a banshee in the dark night, cruel but fatally enchanting.

Mu Baichuan's heart skipped a beat and he roared angrily:

"Mo Fengwu, don't go too far!"

Mo Fengwu was immediately amused.

But then when he was about to speak, his expression suddenly turned sharp:

"Back off!"

The moment the sound fell, a terrifying coercion suddenly fell from the sky. At the same time, there was a loud bang and an indescribable force that directly knocked away the soldiers who were fighting each other due to the illusion caused by the poison.

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The pattering rain evaporated directly in mid-air, forming a vacuum. The sudden strong wind made everyone raise their hands to cover their eyes.

The screams of death disappeared.

The entire palace square suddenly became dead silent.

In the middle of the square, there was a large empty space, and the rain that had stagnated in the air began to fall again after a while.

Mo Fengwu stood in front of her grandfather, staring coldly ahead.

At this time, I saw a figure walking slowly from the direction of the palace gate in the rain curtain.

He was dressed in a gray robe and had a gloomy face. The person who came was an old man with black and white hair and a tall build.

His steps were not hasty and slow, and in a moment he was in front of everyone.

The old man's eyes were like daggers, and his sinister eyes swept over everyone present one by one, and finally slowly fell on Mo Fengwu.

"Are you that loser from the Mo family?"

Mo Fengwu raised her beautiful eyebrows slightly, her phoenix eyes were like stars, twinkling slightly and almost invisible.

"Which piece of trash? Tell me!"

"Humph, that's you." The old man snorted coldly, and the aura on his body immediately became more terrifying, and the invisible spiritual pressure made everyone present unable to breathe.

Mo Fengwu twitched her lips:

"So what if it's me? What? Your son died, your wife died, your third brother died, your second brother died, and now it's finally your turn? Mr. Gongsun!"

The Marquis of Yinshan, Gongsun Ze, narrowed his eyes instantly and his anger surged.

"Little girl, you are looking for death!"
Chapter completed!
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