"A bunch of trash!"
Nangong Ying roared in anger when she saw that she couldn't hit Chen Yan no matter what.
Then she suddenly tightened the whip, and a spiritual power instantly spread from her palm to the tail of the whip, bursting out with a sharp aura.
"Wind and Fire Whip Blade!"
She let out a low roar and quickly swept out the whip in her hand. Wind and fire collided with each other in mid-air and attacked Chen Yan's back.
Chen Yan sensed the danger and quickly dodged to the side, but this time the whip seemed to have eyes and continued to attack her with an unstoppable momentum.
She quickly bent back, and a sharp whip wind swept over her body.
"Chen Yan, you useless piece of shit, don't even think about escaping!" Nangong Ying sneered upon seeing this.
The next moment——
With a snap.
She pulled back the whip and swung it towards Chen Yan again, this time with even greater force.
Chen Yan held the red flame dagger tightly in her hand. The moment the long whip attacked, she was ready to resist. She took out the red flame dagger and wrapped it around Nangong Ying's long whip.
During this process, Chen Yan was under pressure from the spiritual power attached to the long whip, causing her arms to become numb and her hands to tremble uncontrollably. The barbs of the long whip also scratched her hands.
Chen Yan frowned in pain.
But she tried to lock Nangong Ying's whip weapon as quickly as possible.
Chen Yan pulled hard.
Nangong Ying staggered for a moment and almost fell to the ground.
"Princess!" Seeing this, several little followers endured the pain from being beaten by Nangong Ying just now, and then surrounded Chen Yan.
Chen Yan's men pulled hard again and pulled Nangong Ying over.
"Ah!" Nangong Ying screamed.
Chen Yan quickly captured her, and when he was about to kill her with the Red Flame Dagger, he heard a chaotic sound of footsteps behind him.
"Chen Yan, what are you doing? Let go of Her Royal Highness the Princess!"
Chen Yan first grabbed Nangong Ying's neck tightly, making her unable to resist, then looked back and saw that the people who came were the disciples of the Shen family.
There are about a dozen disciples.
Chen Yan's eyes dimmed.
Nangong Ying was restrained and dared not move, because a sharp, cold dagger was pressed against her waist, but she still relied on her status and screamed, threatening Chen Yan: "Chen Yan, let me go quickly, you are committing treason, and I will let my father execute you!"
"Let the princess go!" Several little followers and disciples of the Shen family said anxiously.
Chen Yan's men exerted a little force and actually stabbed the red flame dagger into the flesh behind Nangong Ying's waist.
“Ahhhh!”
Nangong Ying cried in pain and struggled with a distorted face.
"Chen Yan, you lunatic!" When Nangong Ying tried to use her spiritual power to break free from Chen Yan's restraints, she heard Chen Yan's devilish whisper coming from her ears.
"Nangong Ying, if you want to die, just move."
Nangong Ying's body froze. The sharp pain in her waist made her face pale. She was terrified. She gasped and said sternly, "Chen Yan, if you dare to kill this princess, my father will definitely kill you!"
Chen Yan's voice was cold and indifferent: "Okay, then we will die together."
When Nangong Ying heard this, she burst into tears.
"This princess doesn't want to die!"
Chen Yan: "If you don't want to die, be obedient and tell them to get out of here!"
"All of you get out of here!" Nangong Ying immediately looked at the little followers and disciples of the Shen family, and shouted at them with tears in her eyes.
A disciple of the Shen family said firmly: "Princess, you don't have to be afraid of her! She would not dare to attack Chen Yan, that useless person!"
As soon as the words fell, Nangong Ying suddenly screamed.
Because Chen Yan stabbed the dagger a little deeper, Nangong Ying's face turned pale with pain, cold sweat broke out, and her whole body was shaking.
"Chen Yan, how dare you hurt the princess?" another disciple of the Shen family said angrily.
"ah--"
Nangong Ying felt the dagger go in a little deeper, and she burst into tears in pain.
Nangong Ying's lips turned pale, and she looked at the Shen family disciples with shock, anger, and hatred, and said, "Stop talking, get out!"
"Princess, you really don't have to be afraid! With us here, she wouldn't dare..."
"Ahhhh!" Nangong Ying screamed miserably, because Chen Yan not only stabbed the dagger in, but also cut it horizontally.
The disciples of the Shen family were also shocked.
Seeing that Nangong Ying was really dying, the few followers were frightened and panicked. They hurriedly said to the Shen family disciples, "Stop talking!"
"No, Chen Yan must be trying to scare us..."
Nangong Ying roared with an almost insane look on her face: "Get out! You bunch of shit!"
Everyone was suddenly shocked.
The Shen family disciples were stunned for a moment. When they saw Nangong Ying's eyes that were almost filled with hatred and resentment, they instantly became timid and dared not speak anymore.
But the disciples of the Shen family were also a little indignant. They had good intentions and did not do it on purpose.
It’s all Chen Yan’s fault!
If it weren't for Chen Yan, they wouldn't have been hated by the princess.
The Shen family disciples thought of this and stared at Chen Yan with extremely unhappy eyes. At the same time, they were filled with doubts in their hearts. How could Chen Yan, with such a useless body, hold the princess, who was at the fifth level of the Yellow Rank Realm, hostage?!
Chen Yan directly took Nangong Ying hostage and left openly.
Several little followers and disciples of the Shen family wanted to follow, but were scolded by Nangong Ying, who was almost dying.
Watching them getting farther and farther away.
The Shen family disciples asked the little followers in confusion: "How could the princess be held hostage by that loser?"
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