The prince kissed her seven times in one night, and the abandoned woman was scared!

At this moment, a surge of internal energy suddenly appeared outside the battlefield, and at the same time, three powerful auras of great martial arts masters approached, in addition to them, there were four martial artists above the ninth level.

The four of them were stunned. "How could there be so many powerful people in Fenglin? Is it true, as the rumors say, that there are already seven great martial masters?"

"How is that possible? It's just a pretext to scare Cang Xuanqing. This is the Western Wilderness Continent, not the Eastern Emperor Continent. How could there be so many Great Martial Sects? Even in the Eastern Emperor Continent, breaking through to the Great Martial Sect is not easy.

What's more, there are too few elixirs here that can help increase internal strength, and their levels are low. Their efficacy is not as good as the failed products from the Donghuang Continent. We four old guys should not be intimidated.

These are probably Fenglin's strongest fighters. Come on, kill them, and Fenglin will be finished no matter how strong it is."

The four men stood up and tried to walk out of the chariot's shell.

But Si Yanzhuo helped them, "Bang, bang, bang!"

Si Yanzhuo split the chariot with a sword, forcing out the three old guys.

The other one was handed to Bo Xiu, "Come out."

"Kill!" The four old monsters took action, and the great martial arts skills were unleashed. Mei Beiyao, Qing Mo, Jiu Yan, and Huo Yu, who were at the ninth level, were all forced to retreat.

Especially Mei Beiyao and Qing Mo, they had just broken through to the ninth level, their skills were a little unstable, and they regressed even more.

"Go help Qingxuan and the others and kill the remaining Canglan soldiers as soon as possible."

Yun Suyue protected the two people with one hand each.

"Okay, sister/Princess, be careful." The two of them left.

Yun Suyue's aura suddenly changed. She whipped the old monster in the distance, forcing him to retreat. She whipped Huoyu back with the whip and said, "You shameless old monster, what's your skill in bullying a ninth-level child? Your opponent is me."

However, Huoyu was suddenly swept over and knocked into Yun Suyue's arms. The moment their bodies collided, Huoyu felt like he had crashed into cotton, soft and fluffy. He finally understood why his master had no resistance at all when he saw the princess.

It turns out that the princess's body is so soft. Are all women's bodies so soft?

"Thank you, thank you, Princess." Huoyu blushed and stuttered as he quickly got out of Yun Suyue's arms.

"Why is your face so red? Are you poisoned?" Yun Suyue was so scared that she pinched Huoyu's pulse.

Huoyu quickly let go, "No, no, I just used my internal energy to luck it out."

"Then come with me to kill that old guy." Yun Suyue had already rushed towards the old monster.

Looking closely at Yun Suyue and Gu Qingluo's similar faces, the old monster felt as if he had returned to a dream twenty years ago. "You are a descendant of the Guyue clan, for sure. There is no way you can go back alive to rebuild the Guyue clan."

"At least I don't want to go back now." Yun Suyue's whip was like a sword, stabbing towards the old monster's vital points.

"You just advanced to the Great Martial Sect and you can't wait to show off. You silly girl, what a shame about your face." The old guy didn't take it seriously and didn't take Yun Suyue seriously at all.

However, when he failed to block the whip, he realized, "Oh no, you are a mid-level Great Martial Sect."

"You guessed it right, so this whip is a reward for you."

"Puff!" With a crisp sound, the Yanshen Whip pierced the old monster's abdomen before he could dodge. The tail hook tore off a piece of flesh, causing the old monster's blood to flow like water.

"Ah, little bitch!" The old monster looked back at Yun Suyue with hatred, his eyes fell on the Chaos Magic Whip in Yun Suyue's hand. He didn't care about it before, thinking it was just an ordinary whip, but he didn't expect it to be an unusual whip.

That damn girl was so vicious that she built a hidden weapon on the tail hook. If the bleeding in his abdomen was not stopped in time, he would probably bleed to death soon.

"Have you forgotten that there is a me? You old fool, why are you bullying me?"

Huoyu finished off the old monster with a sword on the back, inflicting another fatal wound.

"Old Four, stop them for me." At the critical moment, the old monster called for help from another person.

But, "I can't help you, my life is almost gone, ah!" The man was injured by Yu Di's Nine Revolutions Wind and Thunder Fan and was unable to take care of himself.

Looking at the old guy that Bo Xiu was dealing with, he fought with Bo Xiu to a draw.

Jiuyan could no longer hold on by himself, "Huoyu, go help Jiuyan."

"Yes, Princess, be careful." Huoyu received the order.

The most terrifying one was the one Si Yanzhuo dealt with. That old guy was too mean, with countless shady tricks and rich combat experience. Even the powerful Si Yanzhuo was injured.

Yun Suyue waved the whip and said, "Come on, old man, let's fight one on one."

"I'll help you." The old monster suddenly gained confidence, and the scimitar in his hand flew out, wanting to cut off Yun Suyue's head with one move.

"Snap!" He was knocked away by the Chaos Whip halfway, and the whip counterattacked and lashed at the old monster's right arm, "Break it for me!"

"You don't have the ability to hurt me." The old monster was indeed cunning and dodged. They were all killers all their lives and had undergone long-term special training.

And he has lived for hundreds of years.

No matter how experienced and powerful Yun Suyue is in combat, his age is less than one-third of others, but there is one thing about Yun Suyue that the old monster cannot compare to.

Suddenly, Yun Suyue swung the whip in a feint, and the next second, she appeared in front of the old monster in the blink of an eye, and slapped the old monster's heart and lungs with a palm.

Suddenly, the old monster had difficulty breathing.

While he was retreating and dodging, Yun Suyue took advantage of the opportunity and attacked him with two consecutive moves, finally splitting the old monster into two.

"Ah, third brother?" The second brother who was fighting with Si Yanzhuo not far away, saw his brother's tragic death and no longer had the mood to fight with Si Yanzhuo. He broke away and flew over to avenge the third brother.

Si Yanzhuo intercepted him with a mid-air flip, "Your opponent is me, the king. One move between you and me will decide life or death."

The air around the two of them suddenly twisted, and the biting cold wind changed direction as they quickly practiced their skills.

Si Yanzhuo became a completely different person during the battle. He seemed like a cold god of death, standing opposite the enemy with cold and arrogant eyes, exuding a strong murderous aura.

Those black eyes were like a deep winter night, dark and deep, focused, like an endless abyss, attracting the enemy to fall towards him.

In just a moment, the killing move was completed. The white sword light drew an arc in the air and aimed at the enemy. Si Yanzhuo's slender body then chased the sword light, but the moment he caught up, he added the strongest second sword, and he himself flew back, quickly leaving the aftermath of the two killing moves.

As his body landed, two deadly moves, one in front and one behind, landed on the second old monster who was unable to dodge in time.

"Ah!" The others only heard a scream, and the second-ranked old monster froze on the ground, looking intact.

Si Yanzhuo raised his hand, and his sword flew back into his hand like a ray of aurora.

The time between these two events was but a moment.

When Si Yanzhuo looked up at the second-in-command, the person who was standing intact the previous second suddenly collapsed to the ground with a loud bang like a landslide, breaking into countless pieces.

"boom!"

The poisoned No. 7 fell squarely on the pile of flesh and blood. It was not known whether it was because Yun Suyue's poison was too strong, or because of the pain or sadness, but the No. 7 twitched a few times and then died.

Yun Suyue glanced around the battlefield. The battle was over. It took an incense stick to destroy the four great martial arts sects and a million soldiers. It was too slow.

If Cang Xuanqing and the kings of the other two countries heard this, they would definitely vomit blood.