"Who is it?"

The tall fourth prince scolded.

However, what surprised him was that the curtain was lifted up not the strong wind blowing outside the door, nor the invisible guard.

It appears in everyone's eyes.

She is a girl wearing a hat and slender figure, but can't see her face clearly.

Although I can't see the true appearance.

But it can also be seen from the girl's slim figure, her independent temperament, and her fair and delicate skin as white and delicate as mutton fat and white jade. The girl under the hat must be a rare beauty in the world.

"Hehe, little beauty, come here and let me see."

This is the best thing for the sixth prince who is as fat as a pig.

After seeing Jiang Zirou, his mouth was almost unable to close. His saliva fell down. Even the other princes who were rebels frowned and were a little far away from him without a trace.

The eldest prince put down the wine glass in his hand and looked serious.

"How did you come here? What do you want to do when you come here? What about the guards around you?"

After the eldest prince said this, the princes around him realized the unusual things and quietly sat upright.

"I'll come here to kill someone."

Before he knew it, the heavy rain had slowly stopped, and Jiang Zirou took off the hat on her head.

But she also had a big bronze fanged mask on her face.

The sixth prince sighed because he still couldn't see the beauty's true appearance.

"I came here to kill people... Hahaha, little girl, why do you use to kill people? Could it be that you want to use your body to squeeze a few of us dry?"

Hearing Jiang Zirou's words.

The seventh prince, who had a stingy eyebrow and a rather ugly appearance, suddenly burst into laughter.

He smiled for a while.

When the seventh prince stopped laughing awkwardly after finding that no one was able to cater to the holy land masters around him.

"Use it to kill people."

The dragon body of the Great Xia was slowly pulled out of the scabbard.

Accompanied by a crisp sound of knife.

This spiritual sword is already hungry and thirsty at this moment.

"Daxia Dragon Bird...What is the relationship between the old prince and you?"

The old Taoist priest from Taixuan Sect looked solemn, realizing that although the girl in front of him was young, she was probably already a very remarkable master.

What made him even more incredible was that.

As a famous peak master in the martial arts world, he could not see through Jiang Zirou's cultivation level at this moment.

"Did I see it wrong?"

This absurd idea had just appeared in his brain, and was immediately rejected by him.

Next to the old Taoist priest.

The master of Dead Man Lake, assassin Rakshasa, had slowly bowed up and rushed out like a sharp arrow.

"Do it!"

A thunderous roar came from beside him.

He was the leader of the martial arts world with a burly figure, a red face, and a burly figure like an iron tower.

The head of the Nangong family, who was dressed in white and had a very good appearance, also took action at this moment. A long sword with a shining cold light appeared in his hand and stabbed it from Jiang Zirou's right side.

The Taoist priest from Taixuanmen and the monk from Hangkong Temple gritted his teeth.

Put down the precepts in your heart and take action at the same time. In an instant, five powerful auras surrounded Jiang Zirou from all directions.

This is a decisive victory.

Even in the heyday of the old prince, it was difficult to escape unscathed when facing such an attack.

pity.

Jiang Zirou has practiced Taiwu’s true body for three years, and her cultivation has long reached the realm of a great master of martial arts.

Faced with the joint attack of today's five top experts, Jiang Zirou just closed her eyes and chanted silently.

"Taiwu's true body·Inheritance"

Holding a knife in both hands and leaning on the ground.

However, there was a golden light flowing on his body, turning into a thick ancient bell around Jiang Zirou's body.

"Dong!"

Five dull sounds came almost in no particular order.

The first collision.

Jiang Zirou remained unmoved, as stable as Mount Tai, but the remaining five masters took a step back, each of whom had pale faces as white as gold paper, and a few were slightly weaker, and blood was even more likely to emerge from their mouths and noses.

"Half-step martial arts master!"

The head of the Nangong family lost his voice.

Jiang Zirou's mouth was unpredictable and she showed a smile.

The movements on his hand were not slow at all. He stretched out a green jade finger and pointed to the eyebrows of the head of the Nangong family.

"boom!"

Nangong Jiazhu raised his hand to deal with it, but he was still blown away and his feather crown fell to the ground.

Half of the arm was shattered by the powerful internal force, turning into a blood mist, and the white bones were exposed to the air.

"Zha!"

Jiang Zirou took action ruthlessly.

The Daxia Dragon Bird, carrying a golden light, stood up to split the old Taoist priest from Taixuan Gate.

The old Taoist priest raised the long sword in his hand and blocked it in a hurry. The swords collided. With a "click", the Guiyun sword, which was famous in the world, shattered, and countless iron blocks flew out in all directions, cutting the old Taoist priest's dao bun.

One punch followed another palm.

The leader of the martial arts world and the master monks of the Hanging Temple are both top-notch and powerful men in the world.

But it is hard to beat Lin Yi, who has practiced the true body of Taiwu.

The monks in the Hangkong Temple, who had a slightly stronger cultivation, had broken arms and bones, and they sat cross-legged on the ground with a pale face.

The leader of the martial arts world, whose cultivation was weak and took the lead, collapsed his chest and flew out, spurted a blood mist from his mouth, falling to the ground, not knowing life and death.

at last.

Jiang Zirou held the Great Xia Dragon Bird in her hand and slashed a sword energy into the corner of a messy tent, forcing out the deepest and most mysterious Dead Man Lake Assassin Rakshasa.

Another punch.

Taiwu's true body was moving, Jiang Zirou's fist was wide open and closed, and an ordinary punch hit the bravery of thousands of men.

Before the fist arrived, the fist wind that had condensed to the extreme had already blown away the old assassin who could not dodge and landed in a puddle in the camp, covered in mud.

Come to Rakshasa.

Jiang Zirou said coldly: "I don't like killing, but the Dead Lake has come to disturb my purity several times and wants to harm my brother, but this time I can't spare you."

The grandmaster assassin of Dead Man Lake was extremely miserable. When he opened his mouth, he could not stop blood foam.

His death is approaching, but there is no fear on his face.

"Hehe, little girl, I have already expected to meet you when I come here. I also know that for a genius like you, three years have passed, and your cultivation must have improved to an incredible state. However, if a person like me who has lived for hundreds of years dares to come, how could he be without any preparation?"

The old man smiled gloomyly, and his eyes looked at Jiang Zirou with unconcealed malice and jealousy.

"God is really unfair. I think I have practiced for a hundred years, countless calculations, and countless sufferings, and have touched the edge of the Grand Master's realm, but how old are you... but you are already standing in that field."

"But, you will definitely die today!"

The old man looked fierce and pulled open his clothes and took out a piece of bloody flesh from it, which suddenly stuffed it into his mouth.

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Chapter completed!