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Just as the Baili red makeup hesitated, the practitioners around had already swarmed to her.

From that pair of blood red scorpions, the red makeup of the hundred miles saw cruelty and excitement.

Obviously, if she does not kill these people, then the dead person is her.

Thinking of this, Baili red makeup can not help but feel helpless, but since there is only this road, then she can only go on firmly!

The next moment, the glass sword appeared in her hands, the body's vitality surged out, and the hundred-mile red makeup did not hesitate to meet the attacking practitioners.

The sound of the weapon handover sounded quickly, and the red makeup of the hundred miles cast a shifting shadow to avoid the attacks of the people, while shuttle between the people, harvesting the lives of all.

This is a very **** picture, but it is cruel and ruthless.

The red makeup is not a ruthless person. The practitioner who died in her hands has a certain reason, and this scene is not the same as her previous thoughts. Unfortunately, she has no choice.

What's more, these practitioners looked at her like a hungry for a long time. The wolf finally saw the food, and there was a faint coveted light in his eyes, which was disgusting and terrible.

The hundred-mile-red makeup is constantly fighting, and the martial arts are unfolding one by one, creating a heavy cultivator around.

Fortunately, although the number of these practitioners is extremely large, the fighting power does not exceed her, so she can persist.

This is so, the heart of the hundred-mile red makeup is not optimistic, because she has only one person, Yuan Li will always dry up.

Once the power is exhausted, then the person who is in danger is her.

Therefore, she must harvest the lives of these practitioners on the premise of reducing the consumption of power.

As time passed, the number of practitioners who fell under the sword of the red ones gradually increased. The medicinal herbs supplemented by Yuanli were constantly served by the red makeup. She was somewhat grateful that she had a lot of remedies on her body, otherwise she Will be alive and killed.

The feeling of fatigue gradually came, and the hands of the sword with a hundred red makeup were slowed down a bit. If you were a little careless, the wounds on your body increased.

The pain continually stimulated her nerves. Unconsciously, her pair of scorpions were also stained with blood, a little more stern and ruthless.

The white clothes have been dyed red by blood, and it is impossible to tell whether they are blood or blood of others.

In the course of this battle, the red makeup of Baili only felt that the murderousness of the body gradually gathered, which was much more murderous than the murderousness that she accumulated in the Fujian-Taiwan area.

The murderousness of the Huantai District is a very wonderful force for her. Filling the body can enhance her strength, but the murderousness in front of her eyes is a murderous heart from the heart.

At this moment, she has a feeling of killing red eyes. Everyone in front of her eyes is her enemy. All she has to do is to use her own hands to kill all this.

These conditions are completely out of her control, and once she stops, she will be killed by these people.

Under such circumstances, Bailihong makeup did not know how long he had fought. He only felt that the strength of the body was exhausted, and the whole person’s sight seemed to be blurred.

However, the painfulness of the body stimulated her nerves, making her strong support to continue fighting.

This is a hard fight.

A battle is worse than being besieged by a group of practitioners in the outer hall of Penglai.

Because at the moment she only has one person herself.