My princess Lu Ziye

Chapter 520 522 Don't even think about leaving alive!

The two people who were drawn couldn't dodge in time, their backs were burning with pain, and the blood instantly soaked through the black robes, rushing out of the opened flesh.

The two looked at each other, quickly leaned against each other, and looked at Mei Wu vigilantly, their eyes full of fear.

Looking at the very thin woman, I didn't expect to be so powerful, she is simply a tigress, scarier than the eldest princess!
Mei Wu naturally didn't know what they were thinking, she didn't intend to listen to their words at all, and in the blink of an eye, another whip came over her!

Hu Yanlie rolled his eyes, stretched out his foot and kicked his companion's ass without hesitation.

The horse was frightened and ran straight forward. The tall man ran into Mei Wu's long whip before he could react in time.

A face was so bloody that it was too horrible to look at, and it immediately let out a painful howl.

Mei Wusu raised her hand, and came down with another whip, which directly wrapped around his neck, and slammed it hard.

The tall man fell off his horse like a leaf and landed on the ground with a "plop".

A chubby head rolled around on the ground, wiping a trail of blood.

Hu Yanlie was so frightened that his liver and gallbladder trembled, taking advantage of Meiwu's opportunity to clean up the man, he had already fled to the rear.

The others were not much better, I thought they were just four helpers, and they could beat the crap out of them just because of the number of people.

But who knows that just a few times, he was beaten horribly, screaming, as if his own mother died.

Now, no one dared to stay and fight, and only wanted to escape quickly.

These four helpers are not easy to mess with at first glance, so stay and die?
Yaosheng was carrying a harvesting sickle on his shoulders, blocking the way of one person.

"Where are you going to escape? Didn't you laugh happily before? Keep laughing! Grandpa likes to hear it very much!
However, compared to that voice, sir, I prefer to listen to this voice! "

As soon as the words fell, the harvesting sickle stretched directly towards the man's neck, as if cutting leeks, with a light stroke.

With a "plop", a head with wide-eyed and white eyes rolled to the ground.

Simple and rude, not muddled!
The killer took the rebirth axe, pulled up his body suddenly, and the huge ax in his hand pierced through the air, and the momentum he went was like a thousand troops.

The two people in front of them who were about to flee were so frightened that their legs gave way, and they couldn't even ride their horses.

He rushed forward in an instant, like a ghost, without saying a word, he raised his ax and chopped people down.

In just three or two strokes, the person has been cut into several pieces!

Shangguan Yanwan looked at the fleeing people leisurely, and let out a cold snort from the corner of her mouth.

"Just now you said you wanted to kill me, now you know, I'm not the kind of person who speaks loudly!

Tell you to die, you don't want to live!Don't even think about leaving alive! "

After the words fell, the corners of his mouth slanted, he sneered, and the Yin-Yang Xuanming sword in his hand pierced one person's eyebrows.

The man raised his sword to block it, but he couldn't resist at all. After a while, the long sword dropped from his hand and fell straight to the ground.

The long sword in Shangguan Yanwan's hand did not hesitate at all, the tip of the sword flashed a cold light, and stabbed straight at him like an electric snake.

It was just dozens of back and forth, and the cavalry regiment, which was still arrogant, was dead and fled.

Shangguan Yanwan turned her head and saw the long knife that Chili was about to drop, and yelled.

"Qi Li, don't kill him, I still have something to ask!"

Ji Li immediately put away the Duopo Saber, kicked the shaman, and kicked him in front of Shangguan Yanwan.

Mei Wu over there also chased Hu Yanlie who was fleeing, and threw him towards the shaman like throwing a sack.

(End of this chapter)