Chapter 1657 No Regrets Even in Death

When Ge Hui died, his eyes were wide open. He couldn't believe that he had died at the hands of ten slaves, ten... slaves from the lower realm!

It wasn't until the last Ge Hui died that Xi Jia, who was standing there, fell to the ground with a bang.

The flesh and blood on the body began to slowly melt into blood water, and finally evaporated and disappeared.

The strongest move of the golden body of the devil is the bone slash, turning my flesh and blood into a bone slash, attacking and defending, and swearing to protect it to the death.

The last expressions of the ten of them left in this world were smiles that dissipated as their flesh and blood melted, gratified and without regrets.

Following the young lady is the greatest luck in their life, even if they die, they will have no regrets.

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Also outside the city of Yanjing, Qian Yu's gaze swept not far away, there were several corpses lying in a row, among them even Ge Hui, who was at the peak of Yuan Ying period.

A look of contempt flashed in her eyes.

Four warriors of the Nascent Soul stage were unable to deal with the rubbish of ten body refiners.

However, when his eyes fell on the young man whose body was riddled with holes, which was equivalent to being executed by Ling Chi, Qian Yu's eyes filled with a hint of admiration.

The mask on Gu Liufeng's face had long since shattered, revealing a coquettish and handsome face, but there was a hideous scar on his face.

Qianyu is very fond of such a young man. Women in the Lou family like to keep male pets. If this young man is not so fierce and not afraid of death, if he has to stop himself with all his might, Qianyu may not be such a killer.

At this time, Gu Liufeng had deep wounds all over his body, and the flesh that came out was still trembling slightly because of his weak breathing.

It was all cut by Qianyu's wind blade attack, and it was truly equivalent to Ling Chi, who was slashed by a thousand knives.

This kind of pain is definitely not something that ordinary people can bear, but this young man never took a step back from beginning to end.

The sword in Qianyu's hand gently pulled a sword flower, looked down at the young man who was curled up in a ball on the ground, his body trembled slightly, and said leisurely: "Tsk tsk, it's a pity that such a handsome person should die. You have the wrong master!"

As he spoke, the sword in his hand stabbed suddenly, and the sound of the sharp blade piercing the flesh was so clear.

With this sword down, Gu Liufeng was equivalent to being completely dead right away.

Qianyu was about to pull the sword back, but who knew that the sword stuck in his body would not move at all.

Qianyu frowned, and was about to use her internal strength, when she saw the young man who was curled up, as if he was extremely weak, opened his eyes.

It was a pair of peach blossom eyes that were so gorgeous and seductive, the ends of the eyes were slightly raised, as if passionate, and as if the love was unwavering.

Qianyu instinctively felt a little strange, and saw a mocking smile slowly crept into the eyes of the peach blossoms.

In this ridicule, there is also desperate madness.

The next moment, Qianyu widened her eyes in shock.

She suddenly felt the madly spinning spiritual power in Gu Liufeng's dantian, which was hundreds of times stronger than just before.

A strand of golden silk flew out silently, tying the two together firmly.

Qianyu raised his head abruptly, only to see the clear night sky, and at some point in time there were thunderclouds over his head.

The rumbling sound, with a powerful coercion, roared above them.

"You—! Are you advancing?!" Qian Yu felt that the person in front of him was crazy, absolutely crazy! !

This person was obviously bruised and bruised by himself, but he did not evade or resist, but was quietly brewing promotion? !