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Chapter 1616 Respect You Are A Man

The woods outside the city were filled with chills.

Twelve spiritual master assassins surrounded Qingge.

Murder and blood spilled out.

They hold swords in their hands, their eyes are fierce and confident, and they are full of murderous intentions. Their appearance is covered by black cloth and cannot be seen at all.

Bai Meier and Yan Xiaowu were in the carriage. Yan Xiaowu folded his hands on his chest and rested his head on the carriage, "Qing Ge is so confident."

Even she didn't have the confidence to escape unscathed among these assassins.

Kill!

The light of the sword and the shadow of the sword all flew towards Qingge.

In an instant, the demonic wind picked up, lifting the broken hair on Qingge's forehead and temples. Those eyes were sharp and sharp, but also showed a trace of laziness.

Qingge focused on dealing with two three-sword spiritual masters whose strength was equal to hers. Their figures were like light, moving back and forth like lightning. No one could catch them. All the swords passed by her body, making people's hearts beat.

He accelerated, his eyes widened, and he couldn't help but sweat from Qing Ge.

In the grove, the spiritual energy surged and collided, pressing like a mountain, squeezing out soft songs.

Qingge's eyes narrowed, and a cold light flashed in her eyes. She flew around in mid-air, wiping three knives, and flew in front of a three-sword spiritual master. Her hands climbed up to the man's neck, and the soles of her feet seemed to be

It is a red light shining, a huge blood demon flower, blooming slowly, like the call of the wind, the messenger of the devil.

The devouring evil energy that had been suppressed by Qing Ge surged straight into the spiritual master's body like roaring waves and violent storms.

This three-sword spiritual master was stunned, his mouth slightly opened, and he was extremely shocked.

At the same rank, he was suppressed in front of Ye Qingge and had no power to fight back.

The cultivator didn't want to believe it and summoned the spiritual energy with all his strength. However, the blood demon's evil energy pressed on his Dantian. No matter how much spiritual energy he summoned, it was all swallowed up by the blood demon.

Devouring the spiritual energy of the spiritual master, the blood demon's evil energy will become more powerful. This is Qingge's invincible combat ability.

But all along, because the blood demon's evil spirit was too cruel, she would never use it unless she had a deep hatred.

Everyone saw that the spiritual master in her hands had not yet struggled, but his body twitched twice and fell to the ground, dead.

A cold corpse.

All around, there was the sound of air-conditioning being sucked in.

She sang with her bare hands and raised her phoenix eyes lightly, as lazy as a fox.

The assassins looked at each other and rushed towards Qingge again.

They didn't believe it, could Ye Qingge still have extraordinary abilities?

Qingge's eyes fell on the ten spiritual masters. She suddenly moved forward, her feet came off the ground, she jumped up slightly, her knees went up and pressed against the man's chest. Her organs were cracked, her body was arched, and her lips were covered with black cloth.

He opened his mouth slightly and shed a little blood. He stiffly raised his head and looked at Qingge. As fast as the wind and as fast as lightning, Qingge stretched out his hands, white and slender, and clasped both sides of the man's head respectively.

The man's head was severed and he lost his breath.

Qingge let go and the man fell to the ground.

Qingge walked forward, rain or shine, and these people's attack moves and spiritual energy storms were not in her eyes.

Especially the Three Swords Spiritual Master, who was dumbfounded.

In the blink of an eye, ten spiritual master assassins died among the singers.

Qingge raised her head and looked at the last three-sword spiritual master.

She stood in the middle of the corpse, and the strong smell of blood floated towards her.

She closed her eyes, then opened them, smiling bloodily at the last person.

He looked at Qing Ge and swallowed his saliva, his Adam's apple rolled, and he felt uneasy. As an assassin, he lost confidence at this moment.

He was about to bite off the poison packet hidden in his mouth. Qingge's body was like light and shadow, and she rushed to the assassin. She stretched out her jade hand and pinched the assassin's chin. At the same time, she raised her other hand and held it in her palm.

Facing the assassin's open mouth, a spiritual power came out, and the poison packet came out of the assassin's mouth.

Qing Ge weighed the poisonous medicine treasure and glanced sideways at the Three Swords Spiritual Master.

"Want to die? It's not that easy?" Her eyes were venomous, she tilted her head slightly, and the corners of her lips raised an evil and sinister smile.

On the other side, Yan Xiaowu and Yan Xiaowu were standing in front of the carriage. Bai Meier's eyes were filled with ripples. She lowered her head slightly and pursed her lips in silence.

Ye Qingge's power is unexpected.

Her fighting ability is particularly amazing.

The more desperate the situation, the more terrifying it is.

The more you fight, the braver you become, the undefeated king.

After following Ye Qingge for these days, Bai Meier came to the conclusion.

Yan Xiaowu's eyes were so wide that they were about to fall off. At this moment, her blood was boiling and her heart was beating wildly.

From this moment on, Yan Xiaowu was willing to follow Ye Qingge.

There has never been such a woman for her to admire, and her soul is clamoring for her.

Qingge grasped the assassin's chin with her hand, exerted enough strength, and there was a click, and the assassin's jaw was dislocated.

A stream of spiritual energy popped up from Qingge's fingers, and the assassin's Dantian was shattered.

Qing Ge glanced at him, smiled, and said, "Tell me, who ordered you to come."

"Do you think I will tell you?" The assassin sneered, maintaining his last dignity.

His jaw was dislocated and he had great difficulty speaking.

Qingge nodded appreciatively, "Yes, he has some backbone, Xiao Wu, come and skin him off."

At the same time, Qing Ge took out an elixir from the space bag and stuffed it into the assassin's mouth, "As long as your heart is not damaged, even if you are cut into pieces with a thousand knives, even if you are cut into human pigs, I will keep you alive for half a month, you

If you can withstand seven days of torture, I respect you as a man."

The assassin's expression changed drastically.

Qing Ge let go and the assassin fell to the ground.

"Sever the tendons, peel off the skin, and bleed. How long do you think you can carry it?" Qing Ge leaned down and stroked the assassin's brow with his fingertips. "I'm not here to be weak. Of course you know that, no matter what you say,

If you don't tell me, you will only die, but remember, if you obey me, I will give you a good time, otherwise, in these seven days, you will know what hell is on earth."

Qing Ge turned her back to the assassin, walked towards the carriage, rubbed her brows, "I'm a little tired, Xiao Wu, move faster."

Yan Xiaowu swallowed, "Yes..."

Yan Xiaowu took the knife, walked to the assassin and squatted down. She played with the dagger in her hand and frowned in frustration, "Where should I cut the knife? I am an artistic person, don't worry, my knife

France, absolutely beautiful, will not let you down."

Assassin: "..."

Why are the girls nowadays more cruel than the other?

He suspected that the world had changed.

Thinking of the criminal law mentioned by Qingge, the assassin was terrified, and his heart, no matter how strong it was, was broken at this moment.

Qingge said it right. The reason why the assassin didn't say anything was because the result was always death.

But Qingge also said that it would make him die happily.

Yan Xiaowu put his dagger against the assassin's neck, "We'll start from here."

The dagger pierced the skin, and the cold pain spread.

The assassin exclaimed, "I said, I said, it's Yan Shicheng."

Every time the assassin spoke a word, his jaw ached.

Qingge stepped onto the carriage and "brought him back to the Yan family."

Qingge's eyes widened and she scoffed coldly.

Yan Shicheng——

"It's time to clean up the house." Qingge closed her eyes and trembled her red lips.


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