Black-bellied Prince's Spoil/C956 Her Heart Was in an Incomparable Balance
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C956 Her Heart Was in an Incomparable Balance

As if that palm had no effect on him.

But Lan Xuehan could see that the face of the men of sacrifice who were crazily attacking her in front of her was already deathly grey, and fresh red blood kept flowing out from the corner of their mouths...

What kind of monsters did Lan Yuhua train?

They were not afraid of pain, nor were they afraid of death. Their movement speed had increased so much that it was as if they had turned on a cheat. ...

Her previous attack contained sixty percent of her power. Now that her martial arts had improved, there were few people in the world who could withstand her palm.

Seeing that the suicide soldier was still attacking her fiercely, she immediately flipped her sleeve sword. A sword light flashed and that suicide soldier's head rolled to the ground.

Lan Xuehan saw this and tightened her grip on the sword hilt.

Raising her head to look around, these men of sacrifice were like death reaping lives. These ordinary soldiers could not resist in front of them.

If this continued... ...

Lan Xuehan's expression suddenly sank, and her eyes quickly locked onto Dongfang Jin's position.

The killing move in her hand was swift and fierce, and she created a bloody path as she arrived beside Dongfang Jin.

She had just killed one of the men of sacrifice with her sword, and when she tilted her head to speak to Dongfang Jin, she saw that Dongfang Jin's usually clear eyes were filled with a trace of scarlet...

The space between his brows was dyed with a thick bloodthirsty aura. With him as the center, a cold and brutal killing intent surged within three feet of him.

This kind of Dongfang Jin was even more frightening than these men of sacrifice.

Adding the fact that he had killed a god, it was as if he was an Asura in this world, and he swore that he would create a purgatory in this world.

Lan Xuehan's heart sank into the endless darkness.

She called Dongfang Jin with a trembling voice, but he only turned his head to look at her. The movement in his hand was still ruthless.

After the initial command of the men of sacrifice, Lan Yuhua did not continue to play the flute.

Instead, he joined the battle together.

After a few rounds, he had already arrived in front of Dongfang Jin.

At the corner of his eyes, he also saw Dongfang Jin, who looked like a god of slaughter. At first, he was surprised for a moment.

Then, when he saw the bloody killing god in Dongfang Jin's hand, he suddenly burst into laughter. There was a cold and mocking expression on his face.

"It turns out that Young Master Wushuang, who is regarded as the Exiled Immortal of the Clouds, also has a bloodthirsty devil in his heart!"

It was obvious that he felt incomparably balanced when he saw Dongfang Jin's current state.

After all, there was nothing more exciting than Dongfang Jin falling from the clouds into the abyss!

Lan Xuehan's heart also sunk for a moment just now, but in a moment, she adjusted her state of mind.

Although she did not know why Dongfang Jin's inner demon had been removed, he still looked like this now.

But the most important thing now was to withdraw from the battlefield and protect the one hundred thousand soldiers on the battlefield!

It was another cold killing move. She replied to Lan Yuhua, "Becoming a devil and becoming an immortal has always been done with a single thought!"

Fortunately, although Dongfang Jin had fallen into the devil's trap, he was still able to differentiate between his enemies and his own people.

Dongfang Jin's killing intent was surging. It was obvious that his combat strength was a few levels higher than his usual self.

The pressure on Lan Xuehan, who was by his side, was reduced by quite a bit.

But he was only one person after all. He could not save this army of 100,000...

All the secret manuals that she had read over the years flashed in Lan Xuehan's mind, and she kept flipping through them, trying to find a way to control the men of sacrifice, or to delay their movements...

When she saw the jade flute at Lan Yuhua's waist, her eyes suddenly lit up.

In the early years, the stinky old man had always thrown her into the secret chamber in Skysnow Mountain to study the things inside.

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