Chapter 636: It's My Turn

Boge was killed by the enchantress, but his eyes were still pierced to death. The more than twenty lion helpers who were besieged were first taken aback and then collectively silent.

Looking at the charming woman in front of them, the burly men didn't have the slightest arrogance, on the contrary, there was fear in their eyes.

Boge's death should have made them feel angry, but the viciousness of Demon Ji made them more panic than fear.

"come on!"

The enchantress shook the blood of the Zen stick, and smiled charmingly at her opponent: "Come here."

More than 20 lions helped the crowd to retreat subconsciously, and then dispersed with a strange cry.

How far they ran, completely forgot about this mission, and forgot to take their companions back.

"It's a bunch of trash."

The enchanting enchanting girl was full of smiles, and she swept through the defeated enemy without comment, and then looked at the caravan where the rich people were outside their pretty face.

"Wow!"

Without a moment of stagnation, Yao Ji rushed towards the position of the rich man, extremely fast, and the convoy was only 30 meters away from her.

Twenty meters.

Fifteen meters.

Ten meters.

Yao Ji Qiao Lian always maintained a charming smile, harmless to humans and animals, and pitiful, but it made Heimeng and Jue Wen feel dangerous.

Juewen was too late to be surprised that Demon Fairy locked their positions, picked up the walkie-talkie and let out a shout: "Block her."

Following this sentence, more than 20 men in black outfits emerged from the front and rear cars, with a red silk knife in their hands, full of killing intent.

At the same time, three vans drove into the end of the street, the door opened, and there were all black swordsmen, shining sharply.

"Good job."

Seeing the black swordsman appearing, Demon Ji not only was not afraid, but made a sweet smile. The next second, the figure who was moving quickly changed suddenly.

The slender and white figure gleamed in the warm sunlight, bursting like a sharp arrow, without a strand of jade feet, shaking people's eyes.

"Wow!"

The enchantress is like an unearthed sword, unsheathed in the blink of an eye, sharp and clear.

At a distance of five meters, across a manhole cover, Demon Fairy arrived almost in an instant, and a white light flashed sharply with her right hand for a moment.

The three big men in black who rushed over and slashed their swords. Before they completely dropped their weapons, the throat was torn out by the Zen stick.

"Wow!"

Three blood bursts out almost at the same time, making the sound of autumn leaves being blown. The three of them opened their eyes wide and fell to the ground unwillingly.

Demon Ji Qiushui's eyes looked at the three people dying in front of her, and there was a lovely late night, as if she couldn't bear to see this scene.

But she didn't hesitate, and with a flick of her feet, she fell into the crowd of black swordsmen behind.

Seeing three companions splattering blood to death, and seeing Demon Ji rushing over, the shocked men of the number ten reacted at the same time, and the knives all fell.

The demon girl's complexion did not change, and her body suddenly exerted strength.

"Wow!"

The enchantress shot her body, avoiding the cut blade of the opponent, and then moved her steps, rushing past a black swordsman like a sharp arrow.

Before the knife cleaved by the latter had time to retract to resist, his body shook suddenly, a large amount of blood burst out of his waist, and then he fell to the ground.

When he fell to the ground with wide-eyed eyes, the Zen stick quickly pierced the throat of another companion like a poisonous snake, simply and unscrupulously.

After killing two people in a row, the enchantress did not stand still, and the Zen rod was sharp and pointed like a snake.

"Wow!"

The murderous Zen stick hit a person's chest, and a burly man flew out in an instant, without a sound, falling silently to the ground.

The blood is flowing.

Turning the tip, the stick swept over another person's neck, and the black swordman poured another person, blood splashing out everywhere.

"call!"

After killing four people in a row, the demon girl's eyes didn't have the slightest wave, and she waved her Zen stick again, drawing a cold light.

The two Fu's swordsmen, who had just wiped the blood from their eyes, fell back with a grunt, leaving an inch-long scar on their chest.

At this moment, the three blades fell at the same time, the light intertwined, sealing the demon girl's avoidance angle.

"Wow!"

The three black swordsmen were aggressive, no matter whether the demon girl dodges backwards or left or right, they will be injured by the other sharp blades.

It's just that the demon girl didn't escape, and the stick swept round.

The three knives fell instantly, and in the next second, they bounced back together strangely, screaming!

Bleeding from their tiger's mouth and shoulders, the next second, Yao Ji took a step forward and cut the throats of the three of them.

"flutter!"

The three fell to the ground, accompanied by blood ejected from their throats, blooming in the dazzling sunlight.

Taking advantage of this gap, more than a dozen angry swordsmen surrounded the demon girl, more than a dozen blades brilliance flowed, and the cold light flashed, covering the demon girl.

Yao Ji smiled: "You guys are much more fun than that bunch of trash."

Between talking and laughing, a white light suddenly rose, like a shocking light, like a Changhong shaking the sky, the sky is full of knives and lights intertwined, suddenly making a sound.

The knife light disappeared.

The only thing left with light is a Zen stick.

She cut off all the more than a dozen knives, and then the demon girl's body stretched out, and the Zen stick shook out in a fluttering white dress.

"Wow!"

One person couldn't dodge, his throat was broken, and he fell to the ground without screaming. The demon girl didn't have any softness, and the Zen stick bloomed with killing intent again.

The twenty-first, twenty-second, twenty-fourth...

The charming enchantress kept walking, squeezing into the hands of the black sword without stagnation, white clothes fluttering, and the Zen stick pouring like a storm!

Jue Wen drank half a bottle of clean water in one breath, feeling that he couldn't contain the dryness of his throat: "When did Po Suomen have such a person?"

Although the Fu Group did not have in-depth contacts with the Po Suo Sect, they did not have a bit of cooperation before tearing their skin. Jue Wen also understood the Po Suo Sect.

In his cognition, it is a group of menopausal women gangs, although brave and combative, they are not among the first-class killer organizations.

But judging from the situation of Demon Fairy killing Quartet, Jue Wen knew that he was afraid that he had made a wrong judgment. A Demon Fairy was equal to a killing machine.

"The world is so big, there are so many experts, we are not gods, how can we understand so much?"

The wealthy man looked at the devil's imposing demon, and there was a trace of appreciation and regret in his eyes: "It is a pity that such talents cannot be used by us."

"Otherwise, the Monster Killer who blocked our development has already become a handful of loess."

Juowen exhaled a long breath, and said in a questioning expression: "Mr. Fu, you said, can the 100th person I brought can kill this woman?"

He was full of confidence in the swordsman he had brought, but now Demon Ji's performance made Jue Wen not even a bit of a bottom.

The rich member said faintly: "Ye Tianlong only told the whereabouts of Demon Ji, but didn't tell how many people would be required to kill her. What does this mean?"

Heimeng said softly: "It means he doesn't like us, we are just a group of cannon fodder."

Juowen laughed: "Don't underestimate yourself in this way, we are just not prepared, this is not our place, and we can't play our advantage."

"If this battle is placed in the Poison Triangle, I can make the demon girl doubt life in minutes."

The rich man smiled faintly, did not speak, just watched the battle ahead...

Less than ten minutes.

Forty-five black swordsmen fell to the ground, either tragically killed or seriously injured. There were still many people around the demon girl, but they all lost their initial aura.

The black sword hand panted heavily, and the hand holding the weapon was permeated with cold sweat.

Heimeng reached out and put his hand on the door handle, with a cold expression, ready to fight at any time.

The rich man's expression changed slightly, and he shouted to Juewen: "Go!"

Jue Wen was startled, and he was unwilling to reply: "Outside the member, the woman killed us dozens of swordsmen. Will we be too embarrassed to walk like this?"

The rich man shouted again: "Go!"

The corner of Heimeng's mouth moved: "Outside the member, she killed more than a hundred people, and her physical strength was huge. Let me take the rest of the swordsman to fight."

The rich man shouted for the third time: "Go!"

Juewen and Heimeng glanced at each other, and in the end he could only gritted his teeth, started the car, deflected and left the place...

In the distance, Ye Tianlong looked at the wealthy man who was going away, bit a carrot and walked out of the dark, and he smiled:

"Little Jiji, it's my turn..."