She felt that Xuanyuan Sword was calling her again!
"Are you going to help me?" Fenghua murmured, looking at the Qilin in front of him, and shouted: "Remove! Remove! Seal! Seal!" The long sword was unsheathed, and a red light flashed past.
Xuanyuan Sword instantly transformed from a worn-out dagger into a two-meter-long broadsword, and the sword exuded a blazing murderous aura...
"Roar!" Qilin's eyes instantly focused on Fenghua![
He looked her up and down with violent eyes, stared at the sword in her hand, and narrowed his dangerous eyes.
Fenghua didn't say anything. He held the Xuanyuan Sword tightly with both hands, flew forward, raised the sword, and swung it down.
"Suffer death!"
Qilin didn't seem to be afraid and subconsciously blocked it with his hand.
The long nails were cut off!
Even the tentacles on the head were cut off!
A few strands of golden hair fluttered to the ground in the wind
"Roar..." Qilin fell to the ground feebly, its fingertips bleeding. At this time, the violence in its eyes had completely disappeared, and it looked like a wounded animal, pitifully licking the wound on its leg.
Fenghua paused, and the Xuanyuan Sword in his hand stopped just short of his neck.
Its body was trembling, and its fearful eyes stared at her...
"Are you willing to surrender to me?" Fenghua asked.
"Roar!" Qilin roared angrily!
"I'll kill you if you don't want to!" Fenghua glared, and the sword in his hand came a few inches closer!
Qilin's body trembled slightly, he was obviously very angry, but he didn't dare to show it on his face.
"Tell me, are you willing?" Fenghua narrowed his dangerous eyes. If it dares to resist again, he will kill it with one knife!
Anyway, if this beast remains in the world, it is still a monster that sucks blood for a living. It is better to kill it to prevent it from harming others!
Qilin seemed to read her inner decision from her determination, and suddenly panicked. He lowered his head pitifully and made a muffled sound, as if he had compromised!
Did it agree?
Fenghua was a little surprised.[
Qing'er was so happy that she quickly shouted: "Miss, use your blood to seal it! As long as you seal it, it will belong to you!"
Forming seals? How to form seals?
Qing'er rushed forward, grabbed Fenghua's hand, cut her fingertips, and then gently tapped her finger on Qilin's forehead.
A drop of blood was printed on the golden hair, and it disappeared in just an instant.