Qian Zhihan relied on the Silver Faced Supreme's strength to face Murong Feixue, Mu Xing'er and Long Ming without fear. She put her hands on her hips and cursed at Long Ming.
"Long Ming! I didn't expect that you would be here today. When I committed to marry you, you not only escaped from the marriage, but also joined forces with this vixen to kill my Manchu disciples. Before they died, they used all their strength to trigger the blood curse and summon
As a saint, I have returned! So this time, I just want to watch you disappear into ashes and make you pay back with your blood! Hahaha..."
Murong Feixue's long eyebrows frowned when she heard Qian Zhihan's confusing and confusing story.
"Are you calling yourself committed to marry? It seems that you don't know what self-knowledge is!" Murong Feixue said coldly, opening and closing her cold, crimson lips.
Qian Zhihan's face changed, she glared at Murong Feixue angrily, and gnashed her teeth. She was covered in blood debt, and wanted Murong Feixue to pay for her life, but compared with her strength, Qian Zhihan was no match for Murong Feixue. So she kept pressing
Be patient and hide behind the Silver-faced Supreme.
"Don't be so harsh, you and Long Ming are just a couple! Someone will deal with you soon!" Qian Zhihan said fiercely.
When Long Ming heard this, his expression remained unchanged, his soft and cold thin lips opened and closed slightly, and he retorted mercilessly: "You are really the most shameless person I have ever seen, and you use such despicable means to get close to me.
Now that I know the whereabouts of the Nuwa Stone, do you think I don’t know anything about it? I didn’t ask you to settle the blame for how you killed my sister in the past, but now I dare to blame you for it?”
Mu Xing'er also jumped up and cursed: "That's right, if I were you, I would dig a hole in the ground and hide quickly! How can I have the shame to be embarrassed here..."
Murong Feixue couldn't help but laugh at Mu Xing'er's sharp teeth and Long Ming's eloquent eloquence. She didn't care at all about the strength of the other party. The two sides faced each other for just a moment, and then, stimulated by a few words, it was about to explode.
Long Ming stepped forward first and grabbed the silver-faced Supreme. Murong Feixue saw Qian Zhihan who was alone and appeared behind Qian Zhihan without anyone noticing.
"Didn't you say you wanted revenge? Why are you so scared when you see me?"
"Who, who is scared, you...you will die!" Qian Zhihan tried to calm down, but her slightly trembling voice still revealed her fear at the moment.
Murong Feixue did not expose it, raised her brows slightly, and a playful smile appeared on the corner of her mouth. Like a cat catching a mouse, Qian Zhihan ran in front, with her hands behind her back, chasing with ease. Whenever
When she was about to catch up, she kicked her hard. But when Qian Zhihan stopped to fight back, Murong Feixue was not in a hurry to take action.
After all, Murong Feixue has been promoted after dealing with Obasang! He is now at the fifth level of the God-level Golden Realm. It can be said that it is effortless to deal with Qian Zhihan, a person with the first-level strength of the God-level Gold Realm.
"Don't you want revenge? Then don't run away!" Murong Feixue said with a smile.
But as soon as she finished speaking, as if she had had enough fun, her face suddenly darkened. She raised her foot and stepped on Qian Zhihan's unstable soul. This is what makes her unique.
When the law of death has been practiced to a certain level, even the living soul can be imprisoned. The soul-extracting and cocoon-peeling technique that I learned from Nie Huayun was merged with Murong Feixue's own law of death to form an even better weapon to deal with the Qian Zhihan clan.
High skills. Only in this way can Qian Zhihan have no chance of resurrecting.
