The Good for Nothing Seventh Young Lady Chapter 2365 – Battle (Chapter 3)

 Chapter 2365 – Battle (3)

Mo Yuxun’s attack was even mixed with the death energy of the undead. This death energy had a strong corrosive property; even with the rough flesh of Dragon God, once he received such a blow, he would also be injured.

If the Dragon God were to leave at this time, he was worried that Bian could not handle him.

“Leave the situation here to me!” Shen Yanxiao jumped to the trio’s battlefield. The wind blew her long hair, her chin was slightly raised, and the corners of her mouth were hooked up into a proud smile. At her feet was the experimental subject bound by her silver whip. The moment her hand made a slight shift, the neck of this subject broke and red blood spattered everywhere. On Shen Yanxiao’s white dress, it was as though little flowers of blood had bloomed.

At this moment, she was like a bloodthirsty demon; truly frightening.

“Bian, go help Taotie, and tell Nazhi to stop playing around, summon Black Tortoise and end the battle quickly.” Shen Yanxiao shook the whip in her hand. The silver whip with an eye-catching luster was not stained with a single drop of blood.

Bian and Dragon God looked at each other and finally chose to obey Shen Yanxiao, leaving quickly.

Mo Yuxun, holding the spear in his hand, looked at the beautiful Shen Yanxiao. His eyes slightly narrowed, and the killing intent that filled them quietly faded at this moment.

“I don’t know why you don’t want to kill me, but the reason I’m here is simple. I’m going to destroy this place. If you want to stop me, you can only kill me.” A look of madness suddenly jumped into Shen Yanxiao’s eyes.

Mo Yuxun’s heart jolted!

Shen Yanxiao’s figure turned into a shadow and she disappeared in place.

Mo Yuxun tightly clenched the spear in his hand. He bit his lip, seemingly struggling with something.

“I cannot disobey Lord Ouyang.” Taking a deep breath, Mo Yuxun’s spear suddenly shot up into the sky.

The bloody figure of Shen Yanxiao flashed slightly in midair. At the moment the spear head was about to stab her, the silver whip in her hand changed the path of the spear. She then lifted her foot and pedaled on the spear, her exquisite body drawing a perfect arc in the air as she fell firmly to the ground.

The silver whip in her hand completely wrapped Mo Yuxun’s spear!

Shen Yanxiao pulled the silver whip she was holding with force!

Mo Yuxun firmly grasped the spear with one hand and there was a complicated look on his face.

“Shen Yanxiao, you are no match for Lord Ouyang. Give up early.” Mo Yuxun said, and who knew if these were his last words to dissuade her.

“Give up? You want me to be in his possession? To be the vessel of Satan? Even if I die in the war, I, Shen Yanxiao, will absolutely never make a wedding dress for others!” Shen Yanxiao sneered, and her hand that gripped the silver whip was suddenly filled with a dazzling mist.

The mist quickly spread to the silver whip, and through this whip it directly spread to Mo Yuxun’s spear.

Mo Yuxun was stunned. His hand holding the spear suddenly stung as if it had been electrocuted. From the palm of his hand, the pain spread to his whole body, causing his brows to wrinkle. Even so, he didn’t lose his grip on the spear in the slightest.

Shen Yanxiao slightly raised her eyebrow. This mist was a mixture of douqi, magic, death energy and divine power, and it was the first time she had tried to combine the forces of various races.

The divine power of the gods had a purifying effect on the death energy of the undead, but Shen Yanxiao temporarily separated these two forces with the help of her douqi and magic, and then in the moment of contact with the opponent, the douqi and magic once again opened the entrance to the power of the two races, so that when the divine power collided with the death energy, an unimaginable power would erupt.

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