"Holy Maiden, your hand is all injured, and there is no place to scratch, so I will scratch it with another hand. ”

As he spoke, the blade of the sword slashed towards the right arm of the saint,

The Patriarch of Feng Ling sighed angrily and shook his head, "It's really crazy, you're all crazy...... Everybody's crazy......"

If the saint's eyes were still full of clarity and calmness before, now her eyes are full of sadness, she has cultivated to the body of a true god, naturally she is not afraid of any sword injuries, and she has felt the more thorough pain, but this clear and shallow sword is like ripping flesh, and every stroke is like ripping off a piece of flesh from her body......

It hurts, it hurts...... Hurt...... It hurts, it hurts...... It hurts, it hurts, it hurts

But she couldn't utter a word, and stared at the vampires dumbfounded......

These people, these people are ripping her flesh, sucking her blood, taking away her mana......

She was almost crazy in pain, but she was a saint......

Why is she a saint and why is she a saint......

Why why, she didn't want to be a saint, she didn't want to be a saint, she didn't want to be a saint, she didn't want to ..................

Help–

At this moment, her heart and body were crying out for help, why did they want to cut her so plainly and shallowly,

She would rather they be more ruthless, ruthless, directly pierce her body, pierce her heart, and tell her to destroy, anyway, anyway...... Her heart is dead, and it is because she is a saint that everything has become the way it is......

Ah———— it hurts, help...... Help me...... Help me......

She gritted her teeth to prevent the words from breaking through her throat and telling her to destroy...... She didn't want to be a saint at all...... Don't want to don't want to ...... She doesn't want to be a saint......

She wished she was dead and never came back to life......

Die...... Why not die?

......

Under the competition, these immortal cultivators have revealed their ugliest nature, they don't care about being afraid of the saint, and they don't care about the sword hurting people the most......

The cold sword stabbed into the abdomen, and when it was drawn, it was bloody......

They looked at the blood on the blade of their swords and their smiles contorted......

Blood welled up from the saint's mouth, and she thought desperately, this is it, this is it, let her die......

However, a few swords came out, all of them were dryly stabbed in and out, and they all carefully avoided her fatal parts, taking away the blood and spiritual power on her body, but they left her life...... Her eyes widened to the extreme, and tears of pain, pain, and pain rolled down......

Ah————hh

Prick the heart!

......

The prince had a calm face, silent, and his fists were clicking.

"Enough!!"

Suddenly, the blue sword came out of its sheath, and the cold light flashed, and the people who were stabbing and stabbing around the Holy Maiden, their swords fell to the ground along with their arms, and then there was a wail in the Holy Maiden's Palace, and they rolled on the ground in pain holding their arms.

"If you don't want to die, get out of here now!!"

Although this sentence was not deliberately infused with supernatural powers, he was a person in the True God Stage after all, and the voice under his anger was also extraordinary, enough for everyone on Fengling Mountain to hear it clearly.

These are all immortal cultivators, although I don't know who they are, but with that sword light alone has such power, they naturally know that they are a powerful character.

Looking at the saint again, all over her body, except for one face, the rest of the place was full of sword wounds, her chest, back, hands and feet were covered with blood, and her green clothes were torn like rags hanging on her body, revealing her better figure and bloody sword wounds inside.

Everyone was like being poured a bucket of ice and water, and their whole bodies were suddenly cold, and then they knew that they were afraid, and they were scared one by one, and they rushed down the mountain.

The prince took off his dark blue coat and wrapped the saint tightly, and said with a gloomy face: "...... I've never seen such a stupid woman. ”

The saint frowned at him, her eyes gradually became watery, should she say thank you?

Thank you to him for stopping this farce, thank you to him for stopping her from being cut by a thousand cuts......

The Patriarch of the Sealed Spirit, who had already been squeezed out of the crowd, pushed aside those immortal cultivators who had escaped, and finally flew to the side of the Holy Maiden, "Holy Maiden, how are you injured......?"

But when he rushed to the side of the saint, he saw the handsome man standing next to the saint, and the patriarch's voice stopped abruptly for a moment,

"Too ...... His Royal Highness the Prince. ”

When the Patriarch of Fengling asked the palace for help with a paper crane, it was a time when the holy woman insisted on going her own way, did not listen to advice, and had to protect her guardian with her own strength.

The patriarch and the elders had the heart to stop it, but they didn't have the ability to do so.

The Holy Maiden is already a person with top cultivation, plus her guardian, in this world, the only one who can stop the two of them is His Royal Highness the Prince, who is equivalent to his cultivation.

But at that time, things had not yet reached such an irreparable point.

Now, the light of holiness is extinguished, and the saint's innocence is no longer there, no matter how much the patriarch thought that the saint and His Royal Highness the crown prince were a pair of talented and beautiful women, it is impossible now.

Their Soul Sealing Clan has even become a great sinner in the Ten Thousand Souls Continent because of this, really, she has never been the Soul Patriarch at such a humble moment as a patriarch, so that she has no way to come out and stop the Holy Maiden's suicide-style bloodletting.

Because in her opinion, if the sealing pool is broken, the common people will be in trouble, and the saint will die even if she is to blame!!

But when they were most embarrassed, when they saw the crown prince, the heart of the Fengling patriarch could be said to be very broken.

Thankfully, no one cares what she thinks.

The prince said: "What are you doing in a daze, hurry up and take her down to take medicine." ”

The Patriarch of Fengling nodded gratefully, and turned to pull the Holy Maiden.

"Holy Maiden. The Patriarch of the Sealing Spirit tried to pull her away while pulling the dark blue robe draped over the Holy Maiden's shoulders, but the Holy Maiden was fixed there, and somehow, she refused to move a step, as if her feet were on the ground.

The saint blinked and blinked, looking at the uninvited guest in front of her.

His Royal Highness the Crown Prince?

This, this is her legendary fiancé, the first time they met, it was at this time.

He must have heard about the relationship between her and the Guardian at such a time, and he should have known that the light of holiness was extinguished......

Obviously, it didn't matter if there was such a person or not, but when she saw this person, the saint still felt that she was going to suffocate.

At the moment when she is no longer spotless, no longer holy and noble, she is the only person who can match her in the legend when she sees this world in such an embarrassed manner.