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Chapter 137 Yan Wushuang, Suicide!Or be killed by me!

"it's me."

Yan Wushuang admitted that at that moment, that kind of huge power shrouded everyone.

For a moment, like air, it disappeared without a sound.

Yan Wushuang was wearing a nude dress and a delicate blue bracelet on her hand.

She has curly hair of chestnut color, and that delicate face is a pair of distorted faces.

Facing Xia Fanxing's gaze, she walked up to Xia Fanxing fearlessly.

"Director, it's a fact that Xia Fanxing used spiritual power to kill people."

From Yan Wushuang's point of view, there is nothing wrong with issuing such an S-level killing order to Xia Fanxing.

"On public affairs, she killed people. On private matters, she ruined my family."

Xia Fanxing walked up to Yan Wushuang, and she smiled lightly, "Thank you, Yan Wushuang, you let me understand a truth. Cutting the grass does not remove the root, and the spring breeze blows and regenerates..."

kill.

kill.

kill.

The two figures suddenly intertwined in the air.

Hao Ren looked at Lu Beiming in surprise, "Lu Beiming, Xing Xing is not Yan Wushuang's opponent."

"Shh!"

Lu Beiming looked at the slender figure in the sky.

Xia Fanxing's speed was very fast, more than a hundred times faster than Yan Wushuang's.

All the people in the cultivation management office could only see Xia Fanxing's lightning-fast phantoms.

Xia Fanxing's moves are quick and accurate.

When she makes a move, she relies entirely on instinct.

She almost didn't need to think, her body instinctively prepared the defensive action.

Yan Wushuang stared at a pair of beautiful eyes, she couldn't believe that Xia Fanxing would move so fast.

Her movements were so fast that she couldn't see Xia Fanxing's moves at all.

With a sound of "bang...", Yan Wushuang's figure fell to the ground.

The long nude dress on her body turned into countless pieces of broken cloth.

Xia Fanxing's cold voice sounded, "I will give you a chance to kill yourself."

"Don't think about it."

Yan Wushuang got up again, she just underestimated the enemy just now.

With a movement of her hand, the bracelet on her wrist fell off and became a magic weapon in her hand.

With the blessing of the magic weapon, Yan Wushuang believed that he would be able to kill Xia Fanxing and avenge the entire Yan family.

"Xia Fanxing, I'm going to kill you!"

Yan Wushuang stood up, holding a long thin chain in her hand, which was mixed with a strong killing intent.

Other people in the cultivation management office retreated one after another.

Yan Wushuang waved the thin chain towards Xia Fanxing's position.

Xia Fanxing's body moved back deftly.

The thin chain fell to the ground, and a deep hole was quickly smashed out on the floor.

Lu Beiming had a sullen face, watching the battle between the two intently.

Yan Wushuang swung several times in a row, but Xia Fanxing failed to hit him.
She instantly felt a sense of embarrassment turning into anger, and Xia Fanxing's figure rushed in at this moment, facing the whip shadow.

She randomly tore off a strand of hair and wrapped it around Yan Wushuang's wrist.

"what……"

Yan Wushuang screamed.

There was a sharp pain in her wrist, and when she took a closer look, she found that her hand was gone.

Her hand, and the thin chain, fell to the ground alone, stained with dust.

"Xia Fanxing, you..."

Xia Fanxing is so powerful?
Her hand, just broke?
Not only Yan Wushuang was surprised, but even the other people in the cultivation management office were extremely shocked and frightened.

This little girl in front of me is actually so powerful?

Xia Fanxing's cherry lips parted slightly, and a ruthless voice like frost rang in Yan Wushuang's ears.

"Yan Wushuang, I give you two choices, commit suicide! Or be killed by me!"

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