Yan Lingji's strength went to a higher level, and she used a move with her own distinctive characteristics, Changhong Guanri, to kill the killer Mushi on the spot.
There is no doubt that the Dacheng-level assassin is a general of the Quicksand Organization. Unfortunately, he suffered from old injuries, which stimulated Yan Lingji to achieve a breakthrough in strength, so she could only regret it.
As the leader, Wei Zhuang may be depressed for a while.
As for Yan Lingji, it was not enough for her to kill Mu Shi, so she intervened in the battlefield between Hidden Bat and Yin Huan. The same six hairpins fired like sword energy, directly shooting Hidden Bat through.
"you!"
The body of the Hidden Bat fell from the air to the ground. Yinhuan was a little dissatisfied and said angrily to Yan Lingji: "Sir, you killed me so happily, why are you still robbing me of my prey?"
Yan Lingji just smiled lightly and gestured to the Xiang clan soldiers over there who couldn't hold on anymore, "Go and preside over it."
"Um?"
Yinhuan looked over there and saw that there was no place she needed to preside over. The Xiang clan was only a few people away from being wiped out.
At this time, Shao Yu, Long Qie, and Zhong Limei were surrounded by a dozen people in a circle to protect them. Outside, the elite Yue people had killed all the remaining people and surrounded them.
The Xiang clan is finished.
"Red hair?" Yinhuan frowned, turned around and asked, "Sir, what's the name of that red-haired boy?"
"Long Qie."
Yan Lingji dropped the name, then stepped forward and quickly killed Zhongda, the only remaining master of the Quicksand Organization.
"Long Qie, Long Qie! Long Clan of Chu Kingdom~"
Yinhuan's anger suddenly surged up, and she clenched her teeth. The little snake around her waist felt the owner's anger, and it jumped on her body, its little head jumping up and down, as if to comfort her.
She reached out and nodded the little snake's head, sneered, and walked towards the battle circle with only a dozen or so people left.
"Lord Yinhuan."
"Lord Yinhuan."
The surrounding Yue people took the initiative to make way for Yinhuan, and the Xiang family's descendants inside all knew that their end was near. More than a dozen faces interpreted the variety of human expressions.
"It turns out that it was thirty years ago that your Xiang clan of the Chu Kingdom killed my Baiyue people. Hehehehe~"
Yin Huan smiled heartily, and she was naturally pretty enough. The silver headdress swayed with slight trembling, highlighting her yellowish skin, red lips, white teeth, and silky eyes.
It's just this smile, in the eyes of the Xiang family's children, it's a kind of great terror.
"Snake girl, you from a barbarian land——"
呲~
"Huh, barbarians. Even though I am in the wilderness, I have heard that you Chu people are also called Jing Man by the Central Plains people."
"Fart, you-"
呲~
In Yinhuan's hand, a short blade as thin as a cicada's wing spins. This is her weapon. It is extremely sharp. Combined with her method of refining poison, it will kill anyone if it touches it.
She turned the short blade leisurely and then suddenly let it go. The short blade flew around in a circle, and all the remaining Xiang family disciples fell to the ground with their throats cut, and their blood gurgled into a pool.
After Yinhuan finished killing the person, he took out a handkerchief and wiped the tiny drop of blood on the short blade.
"The future of the Xiang family is over."
She looked at the three remaining young people who represented the future of the Xiang clan, Shao Yu, Long Qie, and Zhong Limei, and the first one dragged Long Qie up.
"Dragon War! It was you who ordered tens of thousands of Yue slaves to be shot, and you yourself died on the battlefield against the Qin State. Unexpectedly, the descendants of the Long family will pay this debt with blood for you."
!”
Yin Huan pinched Long Qie's neck, lifted him up, and then slashed with his other hand.
"Hmm~"
The severe pain made Long Qie seem to regain some consciousness from the poisoning symptoms of Zhen Yu Qianye and let out a muffled groan.
"Oh? Do you feel it? Don't worry, you will never die before the 10,000 knife blows are finished. The second knife~"
At that time, Long Zhan ordered to gather about 10,000 Yue slaves to stimulate Nan Yan, who was fighting guerrillas, to surrender himself. Those 10,000 Yue people were eventually killed by the Chu army's crossbows, as if they were living targets.
Yinhuan watched everything with helpless eyes. Even if it had been more than ten years, the unforgettable hatred could not be forgotten for a day.
The Yue people maintained their queue quietly, watching Yin Huan bleed Long Qie with one knife after another, and they all showed relieved expressions.
…
"Ahem~ Uh-huh~"
Zhongda spat out a mouthful of blood and stood up reluctantly, holding on to the ancient sword. Opposite him, Yan Lingji, Wu Zhong, and Bu Shi, the three of them fought three against one, and he was seriously injured to the point where he couldn't bear it.
"As expected of the master in the Quicksand Organization, second only to the leader Wei Zhuang, he has been able to persist for so long in the hands of the three of us."
Yan Lingji had no shame at all for bullying others. She smiled sincerely and praised her sincerely. However, the flaming sword condensed in her hand still revealed its murderous intent.
"Ahem, for a swordsman, death is an unexpected ending, and it is also a damnable ending. But~"
The Haocao sword was filled with black energy, and Zhongda squeezed out the remaining energy in his body, and then urged the sword to move. Even if there was a slight chance of survival, he would never accept his fate.
"I will only die under a higher sword, you, not!"
Haocao ~ the divine light of death.
This dull, soulless ancient sword, in Zhongda's hands, seemed to cut out a black hole in the universe with this move, and in an instant, the sky became dark, the earth became dark, the sun and the moon became dark.
"You two, stand down!"
Yan Lingji immediately shouted to her two men, formed a flaming rainbow sword with her own hands, and rushed forward.
Bang~
The Changhong Sword hit the black blade, and the burning flame illuminated the world.
"Yeah~"
Yan Lingji shouted again, and her deep internal power poured into the Changhong Sword, vowing to destroy the black hole in front of her.
Haocao~devouring divine light.
At this moment, the body of the Haocao Sword, the sword energy it inspired, the sword power and sword intention belonging to the sword master Chongda, and the internal strength were all perfectly integrated.
Zhongda had been unable to advance in the realm of swordsmanship for several years. Under an extreme life and death crisis, he finally took a small step forward.
Huh? No!
Yan Lingji realized that something was wrong. The opponent's sword power suddenly increased a step higher. The black light swallowed up the Changhong Sword, followed by a sword energy carrying will-o'-wisps and counterattacked.
She sensed it just in time, and a wall of flames appeared in front of her, and she instantly retreated.
Uh-huh~
Sure enough, sword light burst out in the next moment. Zhongda held the sword and slashed the wall of flames. When he was about to pursue again, his feet staggered and he fell to his knees.
His realm has improved a bit, but at this point, his internal strength has been exhausted.
Yan Lingji stopped her retreat, moved her hand, and six hairpins flew into the air, heading straight for Chongda's vital point.
Buzz~
The sword chant, sword momentum, and sword energy are like a hundred-step flying sword!
When Yan Lingji felt that she was locked by a sword force, Yuan Hong's clear sword light had already penetrated the air!
Ding ding ding~
All six hairpins were knocked away, and the water-like mirror reflected the beautiful lady's shocked and beautiful expression. Ge Nie held the sword in his back, and Yuan Hong was sealing Yan Lingji's throat.
"No one should act rashly, otherwise."
Buzz~
Yuan Hong groaned softly, as if cooperating with his master, Yan Lingji, who was the hostage, suddenly had a trace of blood drawn on her neck.