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Chapter 2 The Most Poisonous Woman's Heart(2/2)

Seeing that Zhao Feiyan was about to use the Zhenwu Holy Sword, he was not hesitating and gathered his strength again. This time Shen Long emitted a red light all over his body, and it was very dazzling.

"This blow will settle you!"

Zhao Feiyan didn't care at all. She didn't take Shen Long's size seriously at all: "Okay, okay! If you can't do it, then I will let you ascend to heaven directly. Come on, show it!"

"The cross is gone!"

The dazzling red light instantly arrived in front of Zhao Feiyan.

"Ha! That's it!"

She waved her left hand gently, and a ray of light dispersed.

"Boom!"

He directly avoided Shen Long's ultimate move.

"This, how is this possible..."

Shen Long's face was distorted and distorted.

Zhao Feiyan smiled and said to Zhenwu Holy Sword: "Go and kill him."

Zhao Feiyan has limited ability and she can't fly by herself, but it doesn't matter. The Zhenwu Holy Sword can fly by itself. Moreover, this Zhenwu Holy Sword is also an ancient artifact, and its age is almost the same as Zhao Feiyan. Hundreds of thousands of years have passed, and Zhao Feiyan is useless, but the Zhenwu Holy Sword is not useless.

After receiving Zhao Feiyan's instructions, he instantly turned into a ray of light and rushed into the sky, like a phoenix reborn in the fire, passing through Shen Long in an instant.

"Yo!"

Back to Zhao Feiyan's hands.

Shen Long lost his combat power and fell to the ground.

"puff!"

Shen Long spit out a mouthful of old blood and forced himself to ask, "You, what are you, what are you, people..."

"Hmph, you don't deserve to know, let's go with regret!"

Zhao Feiyan turned around and Shen Long died in despair.

"Dingdeng..."

At this time, Xiao Ying and the others arrived panting.

"Senior, we're here to help you."

"Help me? Then disturb the battlefield."

"Yes, but senior, you killed these people?"

"What? Isn't it possible?"

"You, why do you want to help us?"

Zhao Feiyan smiled lovingly: "Xiao Ying, do you know who I am?"

"I don't know!"

Zhao Feiyan gently raised her left hand, and the middle finger of her left hand was Yan Feige's power ring.

"Do you know this?"

"ah……"

Xiao Ying was so scared that she knelt down and kowtowed: "Gao Sovereignty!"

"Get up."

"Then what should I call you?"

"I am the first generation disciple of Yan Fei Pavilion. What do you think you should call me?"

"Grandma of the ancestor!"

"I used to think I was a waste of money. My disciples, my disciples and disciples... have all ascended. I am still a mortal, but why are you so weak?"

"You are the grandmother of the ancestors, no one in Yanfei Pavilion has reached the level of the Nascent Soul for nearly ten thousand years, which has led to being humiliated by others."
Chapter completed!
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