It is as if the ministers of the last days have descended on the earth, bringing the strongest killing aura.

"It's you!" Suzaku Youlan gasped, almost unable to stand on her feet.

This terrible person, how could it be the woman Ji Wu, who was completely different from the cunning and shameless girl in her memory.

The woman in front of her was like a killing god descending into the world, her momentum was arrogant, and she was completely overwhelmed, and she only felt a heart in her chest, and she was terrified.

Ji Wu pointed at the tip of her finger, and the long sword flashed out of the soil, and a cold light flashed in front of her eyes.

Suzaku Youlan saw the attendant standing in front of her, and the head was cut off and landed at her feet, and the blood that flew out splashed on Suzaku Youlan's face, making her scream in terror.

"Escort, protect me, kill her, don't let her get close."

She screamed like madness, her voice full of extreme fear.

"Haha, useless woman, it's really despised. Do you think that if you kill Hua Yan, you will be able to get away with it, and I have allowed you to live? Today, I will make you die a hundred times worse than her. ”

Ji Yu's cold eyes flashed with sarcasm, and with a flick of her wrist, the long sword automatically flew back into her hand as if it was alive.

A stream of spiritual power was injected into his hand, and suddenly the flames on the sword body were bright, and the red flames were swallowing cold light.

She dragged her long sword and walked towards the convoy step by step.

Every step seemed to be the footsteps of the Grim Reaper, which terrified Suzaku Youlan and those guards to the extreme.

"Kill her, kill her." Vermilion Bird Youlan was already scared and went crazy, this woman was so perverted, how could she not have realized that her cultivation was so powerful before.

This time he kicked the iron plate, the hateful Huayan, he didn't let go of himself even if he died.

The hateful Ji Wu, for the sake of that kind of stupid woman, actually came to kill herself.

She doesn't want to die, she doesn't want to die, who will save her.

Although the guards of Suzaku Youlan were terrified as they looked at the approaching woman in front of them, they also knew that if they didn't kill her, they would all die here.

So stubbornly, a group of guards with long knives and sharp swords rushed up, trying to use crowd tactics to trap this woman.

However, the comparison of strength completely made the numerical advantage completely disappear.

The woman in front of her, her figure was like a ghost, so fast that people couldn't see her figure clearly, only felt that the cold sword light in front of her was like a densely woven sword rain, overwhelming the sky, and where the light and shadow passed, there were only blood and dying screams.

She is Shura, the most bloodthirsty Shura.

The sword power containing the wrath of thunder is simply unstoppable.

Only blood and life can pay tribute to the sad soul that has passed away.

Seeing that those guards couldn't stop her, Suzaku Youlan splashed blood to the ground, and human heads fell to her feet, so frightened that her face was bloodless.

"Your guards don't seem to be very good, and what kind of masters you have, what kind of slaves you have, and they are as useless as you."

Ji Wu held a blood-stained long sword and walked in front of Suzaku Youlan, staring at the trembling woman with cold eyes.

"Now it's your turn, you say, how should I deal with a woman like you, kill you with a sword, it seems too cheap for you. It's better to let you feel the despair and pain of Huayan before he died. ”

With a swing of the long sword, the sharp blade instantly cut through Suzaku Youlan's face.

Blood poured from her skin, and a horrific wound spread from the right side of her head to the entire face and to the left side of her chin.