The world of mercenaries: evildoers, please respect yourself

Chapter 397
The others also reacted. They were frightened by her decisive and ruthless methods just now, and now they reacted, and they all looked angrily at the direction in which she left.

"What are you thinking, chase after him, so many of us are afraid of him!" The person who spoke was a man with a wretched face, while encouraging everyone, he kept backing away.

"Everyone, kill the Bloodthirsty God!"

Sure enough, many people were moved, shouted again, and surrounded her.

At this time, she was not far from the grove, but it was still more than 1000 meters away.

Xiao Li's speed was extremely fast, but the people behind her followed her closely, and some of them who were not weak were about to catch up.

"Undercurrent Flying Moon Knife!"

Among those who were chasing her, a thin young man suddenly flicked his hand, and a blue light shot through the air, aiming at Xiao Li's back.

While running, she felt the wind behind her, her brow furrowed sharply, her footsteps flickered one after another, and her figure moved half a meter sideways.

"Ding!"

A blue light shot into the ground, but it was a sharp dagger.

She looked back and remembered the appearance of the young man who made the attack in her heart. The young man felt her cruel and cold eyes, and her heart skipped a beat, but she gritted her teeth and waved her palms one after another. come galloping.

"Humph!"

Xiao Li let out a cold snort, and the spiritual wood energy in his body instantly covered his palm, forming a thin film.

Entering the eighth level of Lingmu, she can already use aura to transform into a layer of aura armor for defense.

Because this is an ability only possessed by spirit beings, the aura in her body can only cover the palm of her hand.

Her palm was covered by green aura, like emerald, crystal clear and shining with blue light, she slapped the dagger that was galloping towards her with a slap.

"Ding!"

The sharp dagger was slapped away by her palm, and the terrifying force on it made her stagnate suddenly. After all, the opponent is also a strong man at the seventh level of Lingmu.

Although the young man's dagger did not harm her, it prevented her from escaping. After such a delay, the people behind had already caught up.

"Iron Sand Palm!"

"Invincible Fengshen legs!"

"The overlord raises the tripod!"

Three successive shouts of anger sounded behind her, the aura surged behind Xiao Li, and the violent aura gathered behind her, that aura made her feel dangerous in her heart.

With a movement of her figure, she turned her head to look at the moon with one move, her frail palm turned into a cannonball, and stamped on the iron sand palm of the first person.

"Bulging!"

A fist and a palm slammed together, and there was a bang, and a huge force rushed into her body along the opponent's palm.

This colossal force is incomparably huge, comparable to her eighth-level spiritual wood power.

Xiao Li let this force blow him away, but flew backwards with this instant speed, his body flashed, a lazy donkey rolled on the ground, and rushed towards the woods again.

Watching her series of movements flow smoothly and cleverly calculated, those three people showed a trace of fear in their eyes, but they rushed towards her even more fearlessly.

They all knew that from the moment they made a move, they would probably be fighting the bloodthirsty god endlessly, because the cold eyes of the other party made people feel intimidated.

But she didn't want to make a move. The best way at this time was to escape, and come back to settle accounts with them after her strength was a step closer.

"The bloodthirsty god, you can't run away, you will die today!"

Just when Xiao Li was about to escape into the grove, a cold voice sounded behind her, and a coercion came towards her.

As soon as her expression changed, the opponent's aura was much stronger than that of the spirit wood expert, and she instantly judged that the opponent's strength was at least a spirit one.

She cursed in her heart, what kind of bloodthirsty god has done such a thing that both people and gods are angry with, that so many people want to kill him.

But at this time, she didn't have time to pay attention to it. According to the wind from behind, she knew that the other party could catch up with her in just a few moments.

After all, the opponent is a spirit warrior, and she is only at the eighth level of Lingmu. The difference between a spiritist and an eighth level of Lingmu is huge. One can only be regarded as an ordinary person, and the other is a warrior who has already entered the ranks of warriors. This is a huge gap.

"Blue Edge Sword!"

The voice behind him sounded again, and I saw an ordinary-looking young man holding a blue long sword with extremely fast speed. The sword drew a bright arc and stabbed at her back.

(End of this chapter)