"It seems like this sword is too sharp, so I'll change it to another one.book

Sure enough, as soon as the girl finished speaking, the sharp sword in her hand turned into a folding fan. The fan surface was as red as blood, like fine blood jade.

But its sharpness will not be weaker than the long sword just now.

The sword turned into a fan, and all your lives were lost in the dance.

Let the blood and beauty merge, this is the art of killing.[

One of them, Ran Ran in black, saw that his companion was killed so viciously by the girl. He howled angrily and rushed towards Yun Huohuang.

The girl pursed her lips. What was he yelling? They bullied the few. She killed two people, but they were still aggrieved.

When the man's sword was still a few centimeters away from Yun Huohuang, the young man smiled charmingly, and fell backward strangely, with a graceful posture, and let go of the blood and bone fan in his hand.

Puff——

The sound of blood spilling all over the sky.

The servants watching on the side covered their eyes, and some even screamed.

It turned out that the blood and bone fan actually cut off half of the man's head.

The blood and bone fan completed its task and flew back to the girl's hand with a "swish" sound.

Yun Huohuang had already stood up, scanning the three corpses on the ground with his bloodthirsty eyes.

She smiled unconsciously. Her smile was very cold and light, but in the eyes of the servant, she felt that she was independent and magnificent.

Yun Wuxuan stood aside, her face no longer looking good. Yun Huohuang actually killed three of her dead soldiers in one go. How could she not look bad?

When did this fool become so powerful that even her six dead men could not do anything to her?

In fact, Yun Wuxuan didn't understand. It wasn't that Yun Huohuang was so powerful now, but that Yun Huohuang already had the determination and purpose to kill in his heart.

Fighting spirit needs this firmness to inspire more, and Yun Huohuang, as a killer, definitely has this firmness, so in the eyes of many people, fighting spirit, which is very difficult to cultivate, is so easily defeated by Yun Huohuang.

Phoenix has it.

"Haha, are you still prepared to die?" The girl smiled and fanned the folding fan in her hand, looking leisurely and approachable.

When the stunned dead soldiers heard the girl's words, they immediately came to their senses and glared at the girl, as if there was great resentment in their eyes.

"I'll kill you, witch." A rough male voice came from the man's mouth. The remaining three men in black ran toward Yun Huohuang as if they didn't care about their lives.

"It's quite bloody, but if you want to kill me, I won't let you."

She, Yun Huohuang, is a killer, but she appreciates people with blood, just like a hero appreciates heroes. But this person has blood, but he is her enemy, and she will choose to kill him without hesitation.[
Chapter completed!