Beast Concubine: The Demon Queen of the Ghost King

Kill!

Brutal killing!

The wind blade was shining, and the white gauze feather coat was splashed with red dots, like a beautiful flower blooming in spring.

Qingfeng's whole body is only icy, bloodthirsty icy, wherever he goes, he is invincible.

The three leaders saw that there were fewer and fewer people around them, and finally realized that today's task might be very difficult to complete. Unannounced cooperation, they all assassinated Qingfeng.

The three of them are all famous figures, so joining forces to besiege a young girl is really not fair, and it is not good for their reputation.

But at this moment, they didn't care about their reputation anymore, they just wanted to fulfill their master's orders.

It's too tough, staying here will be a disaster sooner or later, the leaders of the three major killers make a move, which is naturally extraordinary, Qingfeng sneered, the flute sounded continuously, and the wind blade shot out like an arrow.

And the three major killers also exerted enough strength. The cold sword wind, with sharp and cold sword energy, attacked Qingfeng from different directions. The sword energy and the wind blade were fighting in the air. At this moment, many Everyone heard the sound of ice breaking.

The three parties worked together, and the sword energy wrapped around Qingfeng like a spider web, densely packed without any gaps.

The three of them were determined to destroy Qingfeng who was under siege.

On the front line of life and death, a decisive move.

A cold light flashed in Qingfeng's cold eyes, murderous aura swarmed out, it was the breath of death from hell, and the smile on his face became more and more enchanting.

Everyone suddenly felt cold all over.

This is the first time they have seen someone who can smile so enchantingly, but can give people an extremely cold and cruel feeling of lore.

The three leaders who attacked Qingfeng together were also shocked by such a powerful killing spirit: too bloodthirsty, too cold, too cruel, too cold!

Even they were terrified, and a chilling atmosphere spread everywhere like this.

As soon as the sound of the flute changed, as soon as the song of Flying Daggers came out, and the wind blade flashed, a spot of bright red flashed from the neck of one of them and landed on the shirt of the leader in black. The next moment there was a "bang", that The black-clothed leader fell straight down from the sky, his pupils were wide open, and he couldn't believe that he was so easily eliminated by Qingfeng when he was about to die.

Without even looking at the black-clothed leader, Qingfeng dodged and faced the enemy head-on. The sound of the flute was high again, and two powerful wind blades shot out invisible like lightning, straight towards the gray-clothed man and the sharp-skinned man. voice man.

The two felt the invisible hostility of the wind blade, wanted to dodge, but could do nothing, there was a sharp pain, the face was completely distorted, the long sword in the hand was hanging down feebly, the body kept shaking, and the horror of death was revealed in the eyes .

The next moment, the two figures also fell down suddenly, so fast that people were caught off guard.

"Who are you?

As soon as he made a move, he wiped out their three masters, and they were definitely not unknown people.

It's a pity that he will never get the answer again. The neck part burst open suddenly, the blood splashed randomly, the head was ice-cracked, and flew out, spreading blood with blood, splashing blood flowers all the way, bright red and enchanting. one slice.

Everything was just a matter of gestures, the three major killers were all lost, and only one of them was killed.

All the people surrounding Qingfeng felt cold all over their bodies, as if they had fallen into an ice cellar, powerless and icy cold, all of them had only one thought: run away!

But his feet were weak, and even moving became a problem.

"None of you can escape!"

There was an icy smile on his face, glaring alluringly, carrying Qingfeng's unique murderous aura, with countless wind blades shooting in all directions.

The remaining people from all sides finally recovered from the killing, and ran around, trying to escape for their lives.

Qingfeng crossed the border like a ghost, and everywhere she went was bloody, bit by bit of scarlet, and fell down, blood splashed everywhere. Qingfeng's white clothes seemed to have been dyed in blood, and her exposed skin was completely covered with blood. Even so, she didn't stop.

Chopping the grass does not remove the roots, but the spring breeze blows and regenerates.

Today, these people have all seen her methods, and none of them can stay.

She is naturally not afraid of their revenge, but being able to block the streets must have powerful energy in Mingdu.

In Qingfeng's view, there can be such energy in Ming Dynasty, except for the royal family, there must be no other people. In order to prevent them from obstructing her in the process of obtaining the blood soul grass, the only way is to destroy it. all the people here.

Would rather love one person, kill all the people in the world, this is Qingfeng.

One, another, no one could escape from her, and each of them fell down with their frightened eyes open.

The coldness in Qingfeng's eyes is getting colder and colder: no one can escape, no one can stop the chilling killing of the Goddess of Slaughter, accompanied by the breath of blood and death, ravaging the earth.

The person who fell on the ground, even if he stopped breathing, his eyes were full of fear before he died, and the appearance of the goddess of killing still remained in the pupils: the corners of his mouth were smiling, enchanting, and the black eyes were cold and ruthless. imprinted in everyone's mind.

In an instant, a violent wind blade swirled in the air, and everyone's pupils stared to the maximum in horror.

After a while, corpses lay quietly in the quiet alley, piled up all over the alley in disorder, forming a small pile of corpses, red blood gathered together from all over, it looked like a strip of red blood creek.

The end, the perfect ending, not one left.

There were piles of corpses on the ground, and Qingfeng stood there alone, watching Zhang Luo bent over, vomiting non-stop.

He is not used to killing like this!

She didn't say anything, just watched so coldly. After Zhang Luo vomited, she raised her clear eyes and said to Qingfeng: "Master, I will get used to it soon!"

Zhang Luo knew that if he wanted to stay by Qingfeng's side, he had to get used to this kind of killing. From the fighting just now, he already had a premonition that such scenes would often appear in the future.

"Okay!" Qingfeng turned around coldly, and said to Yin who was stunned behind him, "The person who notified you will clean up this place."

Yin nodded, and replied respectfully: "Yes."

After a while, he raised his head dumbly and looked at Qingfeng's back: She is just the woman the prince likes, he is not polite to her at all, why is he so respectful?

He is the leader of the Zhongyin Team of the Prince Iron Armored Corps——Yinyi, even if the emperor of the Ming Kingdom stood in front of him, he could hold his head high.

Why, would he involuntarily obey her orders?

Have you ever thought of rebelling?

why?