After returning home, the Crown Princess can no longer hide her vest!

Chapter 642 Everything is Her Sword

Kill the traitor, be loyal and eradicate the witch?

It sounds like she is some evil woman who brings disaster to the country and the people.

People in this world are so superficial and despicable. It was obviously the man himself who was weak-willed, but they insisted on putting all the blame on a weak woman like her.

It wasn't her who made Chu Lanyi so stubborn and had to rely on her, so how could it be all her fault?

Yu Linlang is determined not to take the blame!
"Playing with people's hearts?" Yu Linlang said these words lightly, "Sima Yang, did I play with you? Look how angry you are."

"Still playing with your master? Do I have such ability? Don't you know what kind of person your master is?" Does that mean that anyone can control Chu Lanyi?

I simply don’t know what it means.

"Don't waste your words on her! This witch is good at flattering you, don't be fooled by her words. Everyone, get ready!"

At Xiang Feixue's command, everyone on both sides of the slope raised their bows and arrows and aimed at Yu Linlang.

Yu Linlang laughed, but there was no heat in her eyes. "I tell you, you only have one life, so don't do anything that you will regret."

"The person who can kill me has not yet been born in this world."

"I know you soldiers are all following orders. Now drop the arrows and run. I can pretend nothing happened."

“Otherwise…” Yu Linlang tilted her head and said in a cold voice, “You will soon know that the most painful thing in this world is not death, but hemiplegia.”

"Don't listen to her lies! This witch is just panicking. She is stalling for time. Don't continue talking nonsense with her!" Xiang Feixue screamed and raised her hand vigorously, "Listen to my orders! Get ready!"

Yu Linlang pulled out a long sword surrounded by green light out of thin air. As soon as the sword appeared, a restless buzzing sound was heard in the air.

"Xiang Feixue, didn't my senior brother ever tell you that although I am from the Xuanyin Sect, my best skill is not actually sound power."

"You probably... have never seen me draw my sword." Yu Linlang held the sword in one hand and looked at the woman standing on the slope with a smile.

"Well, it seems that no one in this world has ever seen me...draw a sword."

"Release!" Xiang Feixue was like a charging female leopard, with her scarlet eyes wide open, her right hand swung forward heavily, and she opened her mouth and roared angrily.

She was too lazy to listen to Yu Linlang's excuses, because in her opinion, Yu Linlang did this just because she was afraid and was trying her best to delay time.

Did she think the Lord could come and save her?

Stop dreaming!

As early as when she made plans to escape from Pingjiang Prefecture, she was destined to die at the hands of Xiang Feixue.

Xiang Feixue's eyes gleamed with excitement. She couldn't wait to see Yu Linlang, that arrogant and domineering woman, die in front of her.

In her dream, Yu Linlang would fall in a pool of blood, with arrows all over her body like an unlucky hedgehog.

She would gasp and reach out to her, begging for mercy in fear and terror, and she would crawl on the ground, kneel at her feet and cry bitterly.

But...what actually happened?
When hundreds of arrowheads from both slopes suddenly shot towards Yu Linlang, she dodged by moving back and forth in the arrow formation like an afterimage.

His movements were so fast, appearing and disappearing, and so flashing that it was almost impossible to catch their trajectory.

Sima Yang was so frightened that he almost fell off his horse.

Xiang Feixue's expression was extremely ugly, and she shouted over and over again, "Shoot! Shoot! Shoot! Keep shooting!!"

Round after round of arrows shot towards the little girl on the ramp, forming a sea of ​​arrows.

However, among the hundreds and thousands of arrows, not a single one could hit her. Yu Linlang was like a butterfly flying through the rain of arrows, flying up and down, back and forth, her figure light and graceful, making people dazzled.

“Ahhhhh!” Xiang Feixue screamed in disbelief, her eyes red as she roared, “Didn’t you guys eat? Are you all blind? Cum for me, keep cumming!!”

The grassland soldiers on both slopes were so frightened that their faces turned pale and they could hardly hold their bows and arrows.

What's going on here?

It's not like they haven't seen Han people with advanced kung fu skills before, but it's really hard to catch them as they move around so fast.

But as long as it's a human being, there will always be traces, right?
The witch in front of me is simply a demon whose figure cannot be caught at all. How could she be so fast that she becomes a trail of afterimages that cannot be tracked by human eyes?

Somehow, Xiang Feixue suddenly thought of the Yunyin Temple's secret technique of Mirror Flower and Water Moon that was circulated in the Northern Territory.

Legend has it that this Mirror Flower Water Moon has only two moves, which are extremely powerful. After mastering it, the mind, body and sword skills will be combined into one, and the swordsmanship will reach a rare level in the world.

Xiang Feixue's pupils shrank, and she shouted, "Everyone retreat."

Yu Linlang raised his sword and slashed out, and the wind from the sword suddenly hit his face.

The arrowheads in front of him turned into handfuls of powder with a "bang", paused in the air for a second, and then flew back to the hillsides on both sides with lightning speed.

As the "chi chi" sound was heard, the soldiers' miserable wails came one after another from the top of the slope.

Xiang Feixue screamed, squatted down with her head in her hands, and pulled Yang Sima over to block in front of her.

Sima Yang felt a black screen before his eyes, and his eyes suddenly felt extremely painful. The acupuncture points all over his body seemed to be pierced by sharp blades, and he felt immediate pain.

"Ah." Sima Yang fell to the ground, raised his hand in disbelief, and saw a pool of sticky blood in front of his eyes.

He was blind! He was actually blinded by Yu Linlang's sword!

How could this be?
The witch, the greatest witch in the world! There is such a terrifying swordsmanship in the world. She stabbed him in the air from such a distance and injured him like this.

Sima Yang didn't know that Xiang Feixue was the most shocked person in the whole audience.

She looked at Sima Yang with bloodshot eyes, and then at the grassland soldier who was rolling back and forth and wailing beside her, and her heart sank.

The eyes of those grassland soldiers were also shot through.

Yu Linlang only needs one sword!
It's just one sword!
All the grassland soldiers had lost their fighting capacity. They suffered the same fate as Sima Yang. They were all blinded and could only roll around on the ground with their heads covered.

No, she couldn't stay there and wait to die.

She had to escape, and she had to escape now, before that witch paid attention to her. It would be too late...

Xiang Feixue tried to pull the horse beside her.

The horse neighed, stomped the ground anxiously, pushed Xiang Feixue's hand away, and ran away at full speed.

Xiang Feixue was so angry that her eyes turned red. She wanted to chase after them and jump on her horse, but she was tripped by a few grassland soldiers lying at her feet. She stumbled and almost fell.

In this moment of delay, Xiang Feixue turned her head and saw that the ghostly figure of the witch was almost approaching her.

"Don't come over here, don't come over here." She screamed and trembled as she backed away, reaching for the flute at her waist, trying to use her sound skills to stop Yu Linlang from getting closer.

Yu Linlang looked at her with a smile, drew a circle with the sword, and sucked out all the fragments of the arrowhead that had hit the grassland soldier's body.

"The true meaning of the mirror flower and water moon is that everything in the world can become a sword."