Quick Transmigration Female Supporting Character: Male God, Please Lie Down

Yan Jin quickly flew over and helped Yan Sisi up.

She touched Yan Sisi, only to find that there was no sign of life on her body.

"Han Yingze, aren't you going too far!"

Yan Jin asked coldly, "This Han Yingze has probably become a demon."

They kill indiscriminately, without caring about the cycle of karma.

"Hahaha... What's wrong with me? She's dead now, so you all have to die right now. In this world... in the end, there will only be Qingyou and me... the two of us. If she doesn't want to, then there will only be me in this world!"

After saying this coldly, Han Yingze burst into laughter.

There were probably still traces of Yan Sisi's blood on the ground!

His eyes now looked even more alluring.

Yan Jin frowned slightly; her hands seemed to contain immense power.

The entire garment was billowed out by the wind emanating from it.

She couldn't let him in; Qingyou was still cultivating.

She didn't know how long it would take Qingyou to succeed in his cultivation, but she knew one thing for sure: she would never let him in.

Although, the time she can resist now is pitifully short.

She knew she couldn't let him in.

"You're really overestimating yourself!"

Han Yingze was surprised to see that she actually tried to resist him!

It really is like a mantis trying to stop a chariot—overestimating one's own strength!

Looking at all this, I found it utterly ridiculous.

"Hahahaha!"

Han Yingze burst into laughter without even realizing it.

After he finished laughing, a lightsaber materialized in his hand.

This lightsaber seemed to contain immense power.

With a gentle wave of his hand, he swung the lightsaber down with great force.

Yan Jin stood there, but was still hit hard.

She took two steps back.

His speed was so fast that she had no chance to dodge at all.

I had clearly dodged it, but I still got hit.

Her body, struck by that blow, was instantly enveloped in a mist of blood.

"puff--"

He staggered twice and spat out another mouthful of blood.

Unsteady on her feet, Yan Jin took two steps back before struggling to regain her footing.

Once she had regained her footing, her expression became slightly stern.

She knew that Han Yingze's cultivation level was originally on par with hers.

The sudden surge in numbers must have been achieved through some underhanded methods.

Although she didn't know what the method was, she knew it couldn't be a good one.

I thought that his True Immortal cultivation was only superficial, and in reality, it was quite vulnerable.

Little did I know, things weren't as I had imagined.

He's incredibly powerful, so powerful that he couldn't withstand him at all.

"Haha...you think you can stop me?"

Han Yingze laughed heartily, especially looking at Yan Jin's expression now, which made him feel very comfortable.

Yan Jin clenched her hands, and as soon as she raised one hand, a whirlwind gathered.

The typhoon signal hasn't been thrown out yet.

He wiped it out with a single sword strike.

Yan Jin's eyes sharpened.

She no longer asked for anything; she would just stall for time as long as possible.

At this moment, Han Yingze seemed unwilling to let Yan Jin die so quickly.