Kuai Chuan Zhi becomes a boss in the collapsed world

Chapter 57 I Want to Cultivate Immortals, Cut the Thorns with the Sword

Mu Xuan chuckled lightly: "What are you so proud of? Which demon's running dog are you now...? Let me guess, Fan Ye is here with you, is it true that he voluntarily worships under your pomegranate skirt?"

"You...!" Su Mo'er's laughter stopped abruptly, her eyes rolled, she couldn't help stroking the ugly scales on her face and the horns growing out of her head, almost roaring uncontrollably
She, Su Mo'er, was the most beautiful woman in the world all her life, but she met such a pair of master and apprentice who got in the way, which caused her to escape with only her Nascent Soul, and took away a demon clan.

The culprit was still laughing at her, Su Mo'er rushed to the top of her head with a gloom, and took a long breath.

"That boy Yan Wei is now a killing machine. A person who fell into the demon clan. Since ancient times, no one has been able to wake up. The demon clan are all heartless monsters!"

Su Mo'er looked at the ugly purple-black lines on her hands, and couldn't control the tyranny of this body more and more. Before she really became a walking corpse that was neither human nor ghost, she must make Mu Xuan pay the price!

This is the nth time that the heroine sets a flag to kill Mu Xuan, but every time it is not satisfactory.

Without waiting for her to continue babbling, Mu Xuan raised her sword and knocked down several late Nascent Soul cultivators around Su Mo'er.

Then, the familiar scene appeared again, the sword rested on Su Mo'er's neck.

Without waiting for her to speak harshly, Mu Xuan smashed Su Mo'er's dantian with a swift strike.

The world was clean, and Mu Xuan felt that the depression that had accumulated in her heart had disappeared.

Another slap on Su Mo'er's face to prevent her from beeping, Mu Xuan lifted her collar, the blade was so sharp that it had already drawn a five centimeter long bloodstain on Su Mo'er's neck.

"Let go of Guardian Zuo!" a demon yelled, and was about to come up to stop him immediately.

Su Mo'er felt Jiyue Sword approaching her main artery viciously, and trembled, "Idiot, what are you doing here? Do you think I'm not dying fast enough?"

Those demons heard this, and stood there hesitantly. In their cognition, there was no such thing as coercing the emperor to order the princes. Only after the death of a boss, there will be another one.

Su Mo'er had a big hole in her stomach, and her complexion became grim. She seized this body not long ago, and soon accepted the identity of the Left Guardian of the Demon Realm. By the way, she returned to the Acacia Sect. Kill the suzerain of the Hehuan sect and lead the whole sect.

Su Mo'er, as a demon, wants to rule the world of comprehension, sit on thousands of beautiful men, and then get rid of everyone who has a quarrel with her, such as Mu Xuan.

Muxuan broke her illusion again with her strength, like carrying a chicken, pressing her down to the inner hall.

The rest of the Demon Race did not dare to act rashly, because they still need to obey Su Moer's orders, and Su Moer, how dare Su Moer ask these subordinates who are no match for Mu Xuan to hit the stone with an egg?

She didn't dare, because her life was still in Mu Xuan's hands.

After kicking open the inner room, Mu Xuan found Fan Ye who was bound by chains.

The former immortal, who was like snow in the mountains, was tied to a wooden stake with his hands and feet in a state of embarrassment. He was naked and covered in scars.

Mu Xuan turned her eyes away, "Fan Ye, will you cooperate with me?"

Fan Ye lowered his head, his chin turned white, and said, "Okay."

Mu Xuan abolished the heroine's cultivation and broke her tendons.

The system Xiaoai asked weakly, [Host, why do you feel that you are more like a villain than a villain? ]
The corners of Mu Xuan's eyes twitched up, drawing an intoxicating arc, [The little villain is not here, I will act in his role. ]
The heroine can't die at this time, so let's let it go.

Ten days later, under Wan Jianzong's dungeon, Su Mo'er screamed hysterically: "Mu Xuan, you must die!!!"

The monk guarding the gate picked his ears and said irritably, "What are you shouting about, do you want to be beaten?"

Su Mo'er stopped screaming and struggling like a madman, looked at the dark dungeon, and cursed again and again in her heart.

　It's still three o'clock, so don't be lazy.

　　Good night

　　
　
(End of this chapter)