The first princess of the world

Chapter 698 Revenge and Vengeance ([-])

Then the jade hand didn't stop, and then a large number of silver needles were shot out, and the men in black fell to the ground one by one.

"Master is the best." Seeing how easily those men in black had been dealt with, Xue Qing sighed, and then stood beside Nangong Fengxue with Xue Hai and the others, watching the God of Reaper fight against Young Master Yi.

Death God's moves are weird and fierce, every move he makes is a killer move, and in his previous life, he was the boss of the killer world, and also the master of Nangong Fengxue and the others, so he has very rich experience in fighting the enemy.On the other hand, Mr. Yi, although the three months have improved his martial arts a lot, but after all, he is old and his experience in fighting the enemy is not as good as the God of Death, so after more than 100 moves, he is a little stretched, and he doesn't care about each other.

"Not good, Xiao Yi is no match for the God of Death." Nangong Fengxue looked at Xiao Yi's body, and there were several wounds in the blink of an eye. He shouted: "Xiao Yi, let me do it." Then he raised his sword to meet the god of death.

Hearing Nangong Fengxue's voice, seeing Young Master Yi back away, he was extremely angry.With a few more tricks, he could kill Mr. Yi, but at this time, Nangong Fengxue ran out.So his anger turned into murderous intent and attacked Nangong Fengxue.

"Nangong Fengxue, if you want to seek death yourself, I'll make it happen for you." With a cold snort, the God of Reaper's moves suddenly changed from when he was fighting against Young Master Yi.His figure approached Nangong Fengxue fiercely like a ghost.

"Missing steps" Looking at the steps of the god of death, Nangong Fengxue was startled, she had never known that the god of death would actually be able to stray steps.

"Surprised, isn't it." The God of Death had a sneer on his face, then looked at Nangong Fengxue, and said slowly: "You think I taught you all the martial arts before, right?"

Upon hearing the words of the god of death, Nangong Fengxue finally understood, so he knew it before, but he didn't teach them, he just saved it for himself.

"Keep your hand, do you think you can kill me?" Nangong Fengxue sneered, and then instead of retreating, she turned around in a strange arc when she was approaching the God of Death. behind.

The murderous aura came from behind him, startling the god of death, and then turned around quickly but was still a step slower, Nangong Fengxue's sword left a gash on his back.

The body was injured, although it wasn't very serious, but it still made Death so angry that he wanted to vomit blood, and he actually hurt Nangong Fengxue's hand.Raising his eyes to meet Shang Nangong Fengxue's mocking eyes, the god of death was almost outraged, and then he raised his hands to the sky, and the true energy in his body soared.

"Fengxue, be careful." Beiming Aotian saw that the aura of the god of death had completely changed and became even stronger. He shouted out in surprise, and he jumped up and stood beside Nangong Fengxue, raising his hands to greet him. On the palm of Death's all-out effort.

With a "bang", two powerful energies exploded in mid-air, shocking Beiming Aotian back several steps.

"Aotian, are you okay?" Nangong Fengxue looked worried, and supported Beiming Aotian who was still retreating.

"Feng Xue, I'm fine. Cough, cough" Beiming Aotian said softly, but coughed up a mouthful of blood at the same time.

"Aotian, you're injured." Nangong Fengxue looked at Beiming Aotian's coughed up blood, her face paled in shock, then she quickly put her on his wrist, felt her pulse, and made sure that his injury was not serious. Only then did I feel relieved.

"Xueqing, take good care of him." After Nangong Fengxue fed Beiming Aotian a pill, she handed him over to Xueqing and walked towards the god of death.

Every step she took was like a sharp knife piercing the heart of Death.The palm he just faced with Beiming Aotian, although he held on and did not back away, two deep marks were stepped on the ground under his feet, and now his injuries are definitely no worse than Beiming Aotian's. Light, if Nangong Fengxue made a move, he would definitely die.

The god of death never dreamed that Beiming Aotian's skill is so profound, even a little deeper than him.If he had shot at the beginning, perhaps he would have been defeated long ago.

Now seeing Nangong Fengxue walking towards him, every step he took made his heart tremble, the god of death wanted to run and escape, but his feet seemed to be rooted, unable to move even an inch.

"What, are you scared?" Nangong Fengxue stood still five steps away from the God of Death, staring at her coldly with a pair of cold eyes.

(End of this chapter)