After traveling through time, I became a princess in ancient times

Xia Yurou was tightly protected by Liu Xiaoxue behind her. Her fingers gently touched the back of Xiaoxue's hand, as if silently signaling: everyone is here, the show can begin.

Liu Xiaoxue understood what he meant and deliberately restrained her master-level skills. She gripped the whip tightly and her body trembled slightly, as if she was just a weak woman who was powerless.

Du Wenxuan was sure that he had won, so he waved his hand and a thick black gas attacked Xiaoxue like a poisonous snake.

Xiaoxue pretended to dodge but was hit by the black air. She trembled violently, and then with a "puff", the blood bag that she had prepared in advance was squeezed and the bright red blood spurted out. She fell to the ground, pretending to be in pain and curled up, unable to stand up again.

Du Wenxuan pressed on step by step. Xia Yurou's face turned pale. She stepped back step by step, her eyes full of fear. She protected her belly with both hands and trembled as she said, "Don't hurt the baby in my belly."

Du Wenxuan's face was full of ferocious smiles, and he stepped forward: "Princess Bei, you are very powerful, so what if you are a grandmaster? You still fell into my hands, humph!"

"If you dare to touch me, the prince will not let you go."

Du Wenxuan laughed: "As long as I capture you, King Beiling will have to surrender and let me slaughter him."

Xia Yurou's eyes flickered slightly, and she deliberately said loudly: "So, you haven't lost your cultivation at all, right?"

"You did ruin my cultivation at the beginning, but I have only recovered half of it in recent days. Later, I heard that the Zhenyuan Escort Agency was going to escort the sacred object of the Hongwei Sect. They killed people and robbed the blood jade, all just to restore my cultivation. Since you have noticed it, I don't have to waste my breath."

Xia Yurou's face turned pale, and she said calmly, "It turns out that you have seen through Bai Sha's disguise for a long time. This is all a conspiracy you carefully planned."

Du Wenxuan pressed on step by step, his voice as cold as ice: "It's too late to say this now. If you don't want to die, just follow me obediently. All I want is the life of King Beiling."

Er Niang, who was hiding behind the sand dunes, witnessed this scene, tears kept falling down her face, and she was in despair and pain in her heart.

As Du Wenxuan's hand just touched the corner of Xia Yurou's clothes, a white light cut through the heat wave of the desert like lightning.

Jiang Wan's figure instantly appeared between the two of them, her white gauze skirt fluttering gently in the breeze, like a fairy descending.

Du Wenxuan's eyes widened in astonishment, and he said in disbelief: "Jiang Wan? Weren't you led away by my people? It shouldn't be possible for you to come back so quickly."

Jiang Wan's face was as cold as frost, and her voice was as cold as ice: "Your plan doesn't seem to be as perfect as you thought."

Du Wenxuan's face suddenly changed, but soon returned to its ferocious look: "Humph, the black-clothed leader I trained is at the mid-level Grandmaster level, you can't get rid of him so quickly!"

Jiang Wan's lips curled up into a disdainful smile, with a confident light flashing in her eyes: "Very strong? You can try."

Xia Yurou said softly: "My Wanwan can easily kill a grandmaster, let alone your minnows."

Xiaoxue couldn't pretend anymore, she clapped her hands happily and stood up: "Oh my, I'm so tired after watching this scene, it's time for me to stretch my muscles."

She swung her whip, creating a gust of wind that headed straight for Du Wenxuan, seemingly splitting the desert's heat waves in two.

Du Wenxuan smiled contemptuously, easily blocked the whip swung by Xiaoxue, and said disdainfully: "That's it? You want to kill me too?"

Yu Rou called softly, "Okay Xue Er, stop playing."

Liu Xiaoxue's eyes suddenly lit up, and a emerald green light burst out from her body, as if she was wrapped in a layer of mysterious power.

She let out a delicate cry, and the soft whip swung out like a spirit snake out of a cave, leaving many shadows. Each strike contained the strongest power of the strange doctor's secret method, tearing the desert air with a "crackling" sound.

Du Wenxuan was caught off guard at first, and was forced to retreat repeatedly by a series of fierce attacks, but he quickly stabilized his body. A fierce look flashed in his eyes, and his strength increased dramatically. He collided with Xiaoxue's whip method head-on. The desert was dusty, and the figures of the two intertwined in the chaos to create a thrilling battle picture.

Upon seeing this, the Black and White Devils moved as fast as the wind and arrived in a flash. They guarded the princess on the left and right. Sun Erniang and Dong Yuhong followed closely behind, their faces full of complicated emotions.

Xia Yurou gently wiped away the tears that slid down Er Niang's cheeks. She burst into tears, her shoulders trembling slightly, and her voice choked with sobs: "It turns out that the promises and oaths you made to me were all false."

"Second Mother, now that you have seen Du Wenxuan's true face, it is time to cut your losses and stop feeling sad for him."

Dong Yuhong's eyes were filled with tears, and her voice was trembling but firm: "Wake up, Second Mother. Mentou, Lengzi, and my father all died at the hands of that evil villain Du Wenxuan. Don't be deceived by his false kindness and righteousness anymore."

Sun Erniang's body felt as if struck by lightning. Tears burst out like a broken dam. She trembled and sobbed, "I'm sorry... I'm sorry to everyone for being deceived by his sweet words..."

Xia Yurou hugged Er Niang tightly, stroked her back gently, and comforted her: "It's all in the past. What we need to do now is to seek justice for Uncle Dong and the others."

Du Wenxuan was shocked by Liu Xiaoxue's attack and retreated. After stabilizing himself, he caught a glimpse of Sun Erniang, who was crying like rain. A trace of panic flashed across his face, and he hurriedly shouted, "Erniang, it's not what you think. Let me explain to you."

Sun Erniang's face was covered with tears, and her eyes were full of determination: "Don't lie to me again, I will never forgive you."

Xia Yurou's eyes were cold, and her voice was like an ice blade in the cold wind: "Put away your crocodile tears, Du Wenxuan, it's time to settle the account between us."

Du Wenxuan's crazy laughter echoed in the desert, surrounded by black air, like a demon in the night. His eyes were red, staring at Xia Yurou in front of him, with hatred surging.

"It's all your fault, Princess Bei. I'm going to kill you."

He suddenly jumped up and rushed straight towards Xia Yurou.

"Xiaoxue, step back and let Brother Hei meet him."

Heisha flashed and stood in front of Xia Yurou, the black light of the death sickle in his hand became stronger, as if it could cut off everything.

Du Wenxuan and Heisha collided with each other in an instant, black air and black light intertwined, and the desert was windy with strong winds and flying sand and rocks.

The blade of the death sickle collided violently with the endless black air, and the surface of the desert was cracked.

The two figures moved quickly in the chaos of the desert, and each confrontation seemed to tear the desert apart.

Black light and black air enveloped Du Wenxuan and the other person, as if only these two colors were left in the world, interweaving madly.

In the black fog, the death sickle flashed with a cold light and could be extended and retracted freely. Every time it was swung, it carried the breath of death and constantly collided with the black air, making a huge roar.

Du Wenxuan's eyes were red, and he roared like a mad Shura crawling out of hell. He waved his hands and released even more violent black energy in an attempt to completely devour the black evil.

However, Heisha is even crazier than him!!!

He laughed wildly, and the death sickle in his hand danced tightly, containing a terrifying power that could split mountains and crack rocks.

"Du Wenxuan, I have wanted to meet you for a long time. If it wasn't for the smooth execution of the plan, I would have killed you long ago. I want to see who is more powerful, you, the despicable number one on the assassin list, or me, who is in the top three on the earth list."

As soon as he finished speaking, Heisha's figure suddenly accelerated, like a black lightning that cut through the desert sky, and the death sickle drew a perfect arc in the air, slashing towards Du Wenxuan with a devastating force. Wherever the sickle passed, the air was split in half, making a sharp whistling sound.

Du Wenxuan quickly formed seals with his hands, and the black energy condensed into an indestructible barrier in an attempt to block the fatal blow.

However, the power of the Black Evil was beyond imagination. The moment the Death Scythe came into contact with the black gas barrier, there was a loud 'bang' and the black gas barrier was split in half, with cracks spreading rapidly.