Lan Ziye looked up and saw that Chu Xixuan had turned around and held her tightly in his arms. The cold sword pierced through Chu Xixuan's left shoulder.

The sword was suddenly pulled out, and Lan Ziye heard the sound of the sword cutting through flesh again, and at the same time saw gurgling blood flowing out from Chu Xixuan's wound.

Lan Ziye was furious and broke free from Chu Xixuan's arms, who had already relaxed a little. Before Chu Xixuan could react, she flashed into a black mist with a few afterimages. She stretched out her hand and grabbed and pulled a charming woman in a red dress out of the black mist. She pinched the woman's fair neck with one hand and showed a fierce look on her face.

The woman in the red dress didn't expect that this petite girl in a dress could be so powerful. She had no ability to resist at all. She could only open and close her mouth hard, trying to breathe in as much air as possible, but Lan Ziye's hands were like big pliers, making her feel like she was going to suffocate in the next second.

She truly felt death approaching. She stared at Lan Ziye in horror with bloodshot eyes, and the blood-stained sword in her hand fell to the ground.

Lan Ziye glanced at the woman in the red dress with disdain and sneered, "You dare to launch a sneak attack with such little ability? You're courting death!"

Before she finished speaking, a purple light flashed in her eyes, and she pinched her hands. With a click, the head of the woman in the red dress drooped down limply. At the same time, her body quickly shrank and deformed, and finally turned into a small lizard.

Lan Ziye didn't even look at the lizard, just threw it away, and then flashed to the vicinity of the Black Hawk at a speed that only layers of afterimages could be seen. With the powerful spiritual power flashing on his body, he punched and kicked the two troublesome demon kings back to their original form, killing them worse than dead.

This powerful fighting ability and this daring killing method left Black Hawk stunned. It seemed to see another Master Chu. (⊙﹏⊙)

Lan Ziye glanced around, his aura fully open, looking down on the world, intimidating all the little demons who were ready to make a move.

Lan Ziye paused deliberately, then spoke coldly in her powerful voice, "I don't care who you are or what you're up to. Stay away from us. I, Lan Ziye, will leave no one alive!"

After saying that, he glanced around fiercely, walked calmly to Chu Xixuan's side, took out a small porcelain bottle from his Qiankun bag, and tore open Chu Xixuan's clothes neatly.

Chu Xixuan struggled for a moment and was about to say something when he was ruthlessly interrupted by Lan Ziye.

Lan Ziye said coldly: "If you have any use for it, use it. If you still object, I will make you bleed to death!" After that, he poured the white powder directly on Chu Xixuan's wound without caring about Chu Xixuan's reaction.

Chu Xixuan sucked in a breath of cold air, gritted his teeth and waited for Lan Ziye to help him finish applying the powder. Then he said with a look of grievance, "This powder is too low-grade!"

"It's only useful at a low level. Look, it's not bleeding anymore." Lan Ziye looked at Chu Xixuan with disdain and said bluntly.

What a hypocritical guy! If she were in her era, she wouldn't even look at such a hypocritical and troublesome young man! →_→

Chu Xixuan sighed, took out a small porcelain bottle from his Qiankun bag and said, "Here's my external injury medicine. It won't hurt. Here it is. Don't buy this low-quality stuff in the future!"

Lan Ziye gave Chu Xixuan a look and said, "You're so pretentious!" He took the small porcelain bottle from Chu Xixuan's hand and put it into his Qiankun bag.