Princess Against the World

This time, Ling Luoyu did play a big one too.

More than a thousand long swords, like fireworks in full bloom, were released suddenly, beheading all directions.

There are more than one hundred people in the Escape Blood Palace led by Zuo Furong.

On average, everyone can take care of more than ten swords.

Under this density, unless it is a miracle, Buddha blessed, can you escape safely.

Seeing that the forcing long sword slammed close, Zuo Furong's instinct, screamed and squatted holding his head.

At the moment she squatted, she suddenly moved her mind and completely lay on the ground.

"Swish swish!"

The harsh sound whizzed past her head, so scared that she didn't even dare to look up.

Under the gust of wind, she could feel the bitter coldness, almost rubbing it against her back.

"what……"

One after another screams came from behind her.

Feeling less threat on her head, she dared to turn her head and shout.

"Get down... get down... all get down..."

Only at this time her warning was too late.

Just now there were more than one hundred people under him, and no one could stand at this time.

The closest of them was right in front of her, but the far one was hundreds of meters away.

At that distance, people were also cut into blood holes by the sword.

The few people who were not dead lay on the ground and wailed and turned.

Just now they were still invincible killing gods, but at this moment, they became lambs to be slaughtered without the ability to resist! !

A sound of footsteps came from the front, and Zuo Furong quickly turned her head to look, her pupils shrank again.

Those disciples of Qi Yunzong unexpectedly left the barrier.

They carried back the Qiyunzong disciples who fell to the ground one by one.

Before these people, Ling Luoyu stood with his hands.

Although she was covered in her face, the breath of wanton murder still spilled out of her body.

The two looked at each other, and Zuo Furong suddenly felt a familiar feeling.

She had felt this cold murderous in another person's body!

An inexplicable horror came to her mind, and she slowly stood up, her face full of disbelief.

"You...you are?!!!"

The name hovered in her heart for a long time, but after all, she didn't say it.

She was completely defeated in the original battle.

I wanted to practice well after I went back, and strive to get revenge on one day.

But I didn't expect that before she could do anything, the height of the other party was no longer something she could look up to.

In an instant, frustration lingered in my heart.

She slowly shook her head weakly: "No! Impossible! You can't be her! Absolutely impossible!"

Zuo Furong couldn't believe it, and didn't want to believe it.

There is hope for everything before seeing it in person!

But if you see it with your own eyes, then all is left with despair!

She don't despair!

So she would rather not believe it!

can not believe! !

Zuo Furong retreated step by step, allowing Ling Luoyu to take Qi Yunzong's disciples and carry those injured or dead disciples back.

Although the fight between Jin Lanzhi and Ji Yun continued, they were obviously not as sharp as before.

Ling Luoyu's one-sided killings made those people in the Blood Palace feel uncomfortable.

After all, it was their own party who fell into defeat, and their mood was definitely affected.

Under the volatility, the murderous intentions have faded a lot.

Ling Luoyu's eyes flicked towards Jin Lanzhi, the evil charm in his eyes was full.

Hao's wrist flipped, and profound energy rose again, winding the long sword piled up behind him.

"boom!"

Under the profound energy, thousands of long swords were spun up at the same time.