The disciples of Yinluo cult saw Duan Ziyin passing by quickly, then smashed her face on the ground, spitting out blood, and her face was pale. With her blood all over her body, it's really a feeling of a short life.
Several disciples not far away from her were shocked and hurried to check whether she was OK.
"Left Dharma protector, left Dharma protector are you ok?"
"How are you, Zuo Fufa?"
"Come on, the left Dharma protector is seriously injured. Bring her in for treatment!"
Everyone, when you say something to me, you should guard against the coming enemy and protect Duan Ziyin from being hurt. In order to protect her, several loyal disciples were even cut and splashed with blood.
Su Kui saw this scene and squinted her eyes slowly. The dark red and monstrous eyes formed a dangerous arc. She seemed to hook her lips and sneer.
Duan Ziyin only wanted to destroy the Indra cult. Let's see the disciples who gave their lives to protect her.
Not in the devil's way, but cold and merciless, cruel and bloodthirsty. They will also have feelings, and will be willing to sacrifice their lives to protect a person.
If one day the Church of Indra is destroyed, there will be no hiding place for them. He was rejected by Mingdao. I wish everyone could be punished. How can they live without shelter?
With a swing of wide sleeve, she took off her whip from her waist and quickly swung it to the approaching people.
Whips with strong wind, with endless rage, will lift a crowd out. She was standing in front of the crowd, with a graceful figure and gorgeous eyebrows. The fingers holding the whip are as white as jade, but her eerie red eyes are treacherous and cold, which makes people dare not look directly at them.
Red lips light open, she slowly spits out a word from the lip seam son, "if does not want to die, immediately rolls!"
Her fingertips gently flicked the long whip, those poisoned barbs twinkled in the sun with cold light, Su Kui carelessly glanced at the people, their eyes will be counted into the bottom of the eye.
"Don't go?" She tilted her head.
The next moment, suddenly attack, whip like a water snake, long eyes like, curl around the neck of the enemy, directly twist the neck. The whip with barbs, once it touches the human body, will scratch off a layer of flesh and make people feel miserable.
What is more intolerable is that the poison on those whips seems to be completely immersed in the interior of the whips. As long as they are touched, within a moment, the injured place will start to blacken and fester, with pus and blood flowing. That look is so terrible that it can't be expressed in words.
"Down, or not down?"
The languid and casual woman's voice is tender and soft, showing endless gentle posture. Her eyebrows and eyes were slightly closed. Even if she was harvesting a human life, she seemed to have no feeling. She still stared at he Yungui's eyes directly.
She is warning him that he Yungui knows.
The bottom of his heart was cold. How could he not think of it? So easily, he was killed by the fairy.
She ignored the obstruction of Tianyuan school and Guiyuan mountain villa disciples, met God to kill God, met Buddha to kill Buddha, and soon came to him. The female's skill is strange and changeable, and her figure is floating. It's unpredictable as if she has no weight. He Yun returns to know that he is not her opponent. In fact, few people in the Jianghu can compete with her.
This is also why, hate her to enter the bone, hate to take her skin and bone so many people, the more she can still wantonly live.