Reborn from the ashes: The Fifth Miss Devil

Baili Wushang's face sank like water, and the long sword in his hand was like a rainbow, turning into streamers of light, whoever touched it would die.

He was really angry. When he saw the large and small wounds on Yun Jingchu's body just now, he had the urge to kill everyone.

Now that these people were not afraid of death, he rushed forward, so naturally he started killing without any hesitation.

Soon, the men in black fell to Baili Wushang's sword one by one.

However, instead of retreating, these men in black rushed forward one by one, like moths to a flame, knowing that there was a dead end but with excitement.

Above the black steps, Yun Xiyao watched the battle below, her complexion getting worse and worse...

Finally, when only half of the man in black was left, Yun Xiyao couldn't help cursing angrily: "Use some strength, you trash. There are so many people who can't beat even one person, should I feed you for nothing?"

"..." The man in black accepted the accusation silently, and at the same time, he rushed towards Baili Wushang even more recklessly.

Thanks to Baili Wushang, there are fewer and fewer people in black around Yunjing Chuwu, and their pressure is getting less and less...

In the end, Yun Jingchu and the fifth group could deal with the man in black while watching Baili Wushang's battle from time to time.

Then, Yun Jingchu and the fifth group of people completely lost the men in black who were besieging them.

The huge darkroom became a performance stage for Baili Wushang alone.

I saw the sword in his hand drawing out dazzling streams of light in the air, and these streams of light were accompanied by jets of blood arcs...

This is a one-sided massacre without any suspense.

Time passed by, and the men in black besieging Baili Wushang became less and less. When the last man in black fell down, only half a cup of tea had passed...

After a battle, Baili Wushang's face was neither red nor out of breath, his expression was indifferent, and his white clothes were still spotless...

Baili Wushang put away the sword in his hand like flowing clouds and flowing water, and looked around the dark room coldly. After confirming that there were no more people in black, he looked up at Yun Xiyao who was above the black steps...

"Jing Chu, is this woman playing tricks all the time?" Baili Wushang looked at Yun Xiyao, but asked Yun Jingchu the question.

Baili Wushang is now in a state of amnesia, so Yun Xiyao naturally doesn't know him now.

"Yes." Yun Jingchu nodded.

"Then I'll kill her for you." Before Baili Wushang could finish his sentence, he strode towards the black steps, and then walked up step by step. Every time he went up a step, he seemed to be stepping on a monstrous killing intent, even he and the surrounding The air seemed to be frozen in an instant...

At the same time, the sword in his hand came out of its sheath again...

The sword that just killed someone was as bright as new, shining white and cold under the light, exuding a biting killing intent...

"Baili Wushang, what do you want to do?" Yun Xiyao was forced to take a step back by the murderous intent emanating from this man's sword, and looked warily at Baili Wushang who was getting closer and closer.

"Kill you." Baili Wushang replied two words lightly.

Yun Xiyao's face became angry, and the expression on her face was distorted: "Kill me?! Haha, what a big joke, you don't think that I have nowhere to go, do you?"

"..." Baili Wushang curled the corners of his lips coldly, ignored Yun Xiyao, and continued walking towards Yun Xiyao...

One step, two steps, three steps...

Yun Xiyao's face was pale, and she retreated step by step under the threat of powerful evil spirit, until she couldn't retreat, she fell and sat on the large gilt chair...