Stunning Soul Master: God of War Mad Concubine

Chapter 539
Immediately, dozens of masked men in black rushed from all directions, holding long swords and shining coldly.

Mo Yan narrowed his eyes, it turned out that what Wu Xie meant was this.

These people's hands look good, and all of them are upper-middle level.

His stature, pace, and sword aura all belong to the ranks of masters.

But for him, Moyan, he was just an opponent, nothing else.

As soon as the man in black came, he swung his long sword with a particularly strong killing spirit.

Mo Yan pulled out his long sword, and stepped forward a few times in front of the convoy, "Where did the little thief dare to stop the Seventh Prince, don't you want to mess around?"

The man in black ignored Mo Yan's scolding, but slashed at him frantically with his long sword!
Yo, this is the rhythm of courting death.

His long sword just needs to be sharpened, lest Wu Xie always say it gets rusty.

In an instant, sword energy overflowed, and the sky was full of Changhong.

The man in black is fast, but Mo Yan is even faster.

All I saw were streaks of red, like a tight net, tightly surrounding the man in black.

For a moment, there were screams and muffled groans.

Immediately, the smell of blood began to spread.

Wu Xie shook her fan, very leisurely.

The prince is really good at calculating.

He deliberately didn't tell the magic flame team why they were moving forward so slowly, and held him back, so that he could come in handy at this moment.

Poor Moyan, just reduced to a murder tool.

The corners of Wuxie's mouth curled up evilly, and his eyes became more intense. Are you still fighting for a chance with me?
Going out alone with the princess, is there so much good fruit to eat?
Mo Yan didn't know all this at all, and fought fiercely.

In half a stick of incense, there are not many men in black left.

When he was about to kill the last few people, Wu Xie said lightly, "Keep alive."

Mo Yan held back the moves in his hand, leaving three of them behind.

But these three people are already half dead.

They didn't expect that the magic flame's martial arts was so high.

Even if they are dead soldiers, they may not be as cruel as his methods.

Looking at the different heads of the other men in black, they couldn't help but get chills down their spines.

Mo Yan pointed at the three of them with a long sword, the blade was sharp, "Say, who sent you here?"

The three of them are dead soldiers, so naturally they refused to say.

Yu Qianxi, who was sleeping lightly in Chunyukuang's arms, opened her eyes and asked complainingly, "Who is outside, making such noise?"

Chun Yukuang comforted her and said, "It's okay, you continue to sleep."

Just as Yu Qianxi closed her eyes, a purple light gushed out from the gorgeous sedan chair.

Before the three men in black had time to commit suicide, they were hit by the purple light.

All three of them were shocked, and fell to the ground in a moment, motionless.

Mo Yan snorted, "Death is not a pity."

Wu Xie shook her head helplessly, and said to Chun Yukuang in the sedan chair, "My lord, I haven't asked where they came from yet."

"Is it important?" Chunyu Kuang asked flatly.

Wu Xie was taken aback for a moment, then a smile bloomed, "It's not important."

Yu Qianxi closed her eyes, but said lightly, "I have heard that the sixth prince has a mysterious team of dead soldiers. It seems that he can't sit still."

"What's the matter?" Chunyu Kuang responded casually, "It's just a group of brave and foolish people."

Yu Qianxi raised his eyes and looked at him, with a smile on his lips, "Although he is brave and foolish, it is a good weapon. If he can use it for himself, the effect will be even better."

Chunyu Kuang knew what she meant, so he lowered his eyes, looked at her delicate face, "Be a husband and listen to your wife."

(End of this chapter)