Of course, Wang Zhaojun didn't recognize these terrifying monsters, but Yingzheng standing in the void did...... He flickered his dragon eyes and looked at the terrifying corpse demons, and thought to himself, did Bai Qi really succeed......

The White Grim Reaper grabbed Han Xin with ease like an adult holding a child, and I saw him flapping the wings of the demon bat while staring at Han Xin's unyielding face with his flame-like eyes.

"In the battle of Yingshan Gorge, you should understand the gap between your and my strength, if it weren't for the help of a master, you would have died at that time - even if you understand the disparity in strength, you still dare to break into Xianyang Palace City, such courage is worth appreciating, but- as a weak young man! - Your impulsiveness will only cost you your life! ”

After saying the last sentence, the White Death Reaper suddenly exerted his arm, grabbed Han Xin's body and smashed it into the stone wall. With a loud bang, Han Xin slammed into the stone wall, but even so, he always held the shark tooth blade in his hand, so he immediately came to his senses after hitting the wall. A cold light flashed in his eyes, trying to fight back against Ying Zheng and Bai Qi.

But just as Han Xin was about to bounce off the wall, he was pressed against the wall by a blood-stained red claw, and when Han Xin was surprised, he saw several huge red claws stretching down from the wall and grabbing his body, and at the same time, his nose also smelled a disgusting smell of blood rot. Immediately afterwards, Street Fighter Han Xin saw an extremely terrifying scene, five or six humanoid monsters more than two meters tall and covered in blood tumbled down from the wall, surrounding him to death, tearing their big mouths and making terrible roars, while fiercely swooping at him Corpse demons are monsters with no thinking or consciousness, they will only instinctively attack the enemy, attacking frantically and without hesitation - so the moment the corpse demons pounced on Han Xin, they immediately tore their bloody mouths and bit Han Xin fiercely.

In a short period of time, Han Xin was bitten by five corpse demons at the same time, and the terrible pain that was deep in the bone marrow made him let out a heart-rending scream. Han Xin wanted to struggle and resist, but everything happened too fast, the corpse demons were too strong, they did not hesitate to rush up, so that Han Xin had no chance to struggle, and could only be stained with corpse blood all over his body in the reckless biting of the corpse demons.

"Imprisoning Frost" - Hearing Han Xin's scream, Wang Zhaojun shouted almost tearing, and the demonic blue energy of his whole body frantically surged to the ice wand in his hand, and then the invisible frost wave surged among the corpse demons surrounding Han Xin, freezing the corpse demon covered in corpse blood into an iceman. Feeling a burst of cold air dissipate, the cold washed Han Xin's blood-stained and wounded body, which made him feel better, but this short moment was not enough for him to breathe, and a white bone sickle stretched out from the frozen corpse demon.

"Death's Scythe • Soul Killer" - although the corpse demons are frozen, but Bai Qi is still there - I saw the white Death Reaper Bai Qi stretch out the bone sickle and hook it, and forcibly pulled Han Xin's soul out of his body. For Han Shin, who had had experienced this, this nightmarish feeling was too familiar, so familiar that it seemed to be engraved in his soul, but he couldn't dodge it—the white god of death hooked his white scythe, and still hung his soul on the sharp scythe. At the moment when his soul was out of his body, Han Xin's awakening form was also forcibly lifted, and after losing his soul with red hair and light clothes, he could only fall quietly under the wall with scars all over his body.

At this moment, a deep despair was reflected in Han Shin's soul that was detached from his body. He understands that once the soul is hooked out by the white god of death, Bai Qi uses "soul killing", he can do nothing, and can only be hung on the white bone sickle like a lamb to the slaughter. The White Grim Reaper stood on the ground, quietly looking at the miserable young soul hanging from his bone sickle, but there was not the slightest sympathy in his eyes.

Now, he could kill Han Shin's soul with a bone scythe with just a flick of his arm, and as long as Ying Zheng gave him such an order, he would not hesitate at all. And Ying Zheng, who was standing in the void, just quietly glanced at Han Xin's poor soul fluttering on the bone sickle, then slowly turned around and signaled that Bai Qi could do it. "Enough! Stop it! That's enough!!! A cry of extreme grief alarmed everyone present - Yingzheng, Bai Qi, and even Arthur who fell by the wall and pretended to be unconscious, and Han Xin's soul floating on the bone sickle, and their eyes all looked at the woman who was standing quietly and screaming weakly. I saw Wang Zhaojun standing in the bleak wind, his right hand always holding the Ice Wand, and his left hand holding a sharp ice pick on his jade neck, full of tears, looking haggard and crying. "Enough! Enough is enough! Don't fight anymore...... Let him go......"

Wang Zhaojun cried sadly, and then, suddenly, raised his head and looked up at Ying Zheng in the void, shed tears, gestured to the ice pick in his hand and said fiercely: "Ying Zheng! Let Han Shin go! Don't hurt him anymore, let him go! Ying Zheng turned around, frowned unconsciously, and the majestic dragon pupils looked at Wang Zhaojun with a sad face from top to bottom, and said coldly: "Do you want to threaten me with death?" ”

"Let Han Xin go, or I'll cut myself here!" Wang Zhaojun looked at Ying Zheng with tearful eyes and said resolutely. "Do you think you're important to me?"

Ying Zheng said expressionlessly. Wang Zhaojun shook his head silently, then stared at Ying Zheng and said, "Although I don't know what your intentions are in arresting me in Xianyang Palace, and asking me to marry you as a concubine...... But for such a long time, you have been trying to keep me alive, I can guess that you must have kept my life because I am still useful to you - you let Han Xin go and let him leave here alive, I promised you everything...... Promise you everything...... Otherwise, if Han Xin dies, I will cut my life and go with him! ”

At the end, Wang Zhaojun was already crying, "I ask you again, do you want to threaten me?" Ying Zheng looked down at Wang Zhaojun and said coldly. Wang Zhaojun looked at the majestic face of Emperor Yingzheng, and after being silent for a moment, he lowered his head and said, "No...... I want to pray to Your Majesty...... Let go of Han Xin's ......" The white god of death stood calmly, looking at everything silently, and the soul of Han Xin hooked on his bone sickle was watching this scene like a knife, and he shouted over and over again, "Zhaojun, don't do this, don't ...... like this" - but now he is just a soul out of the body, everything he says, no one can hear it...... "I want to cry ......" Ying Zheng looked at Wang Zhaojun with a sad face, for a long time, and then said coldly. Finally, Ying Zheng finally made his request......

In this way, Han Shin was saved...... Thinking of this, Wang Zhaojun's whole person fell to the ground in an instant, and she could only nod her head to tell Ying Zheng that she was willing and she compromised. So Ying Zheng waved his hand lightly and said to Bai Qi: "Throw Han Xin out of Xianyang Palace City ......" After receiving Ying Zheng's order, Bai Qi of the White Death shook the bone sickle, let go of the shackles on Han Xin's soul, and let him return to his body.

The moment his soul entered his body, Han Xin immediately let out a tearing roar, and his first reaction now was to rush forward with this already scarred body, and fight Bai Qi and Ying Zheng to the death! The last thing he wanted to see and what he couldn't accept was Wang Zhaojun's crying, and when Wang Zhaojun shed tears, he felt that the whole world had become gray.

In any case, he will do whatever it takes to bring down those who make Wang Zhaojun cry. But Bai Qi violently swung the bone sickle in his hand, and smashed the back of the bone sickle into his chest, and the heavy blow almost suffocated him, and his already scarred body finally fainted under such a heavy blow.

(End of chapter)