He then floated in the air, brushed the dirt off the blade, and looked at Qiao Qi'er.
"Girl! Fairy! Didn't Immortal Su say he would let us go? Why is that?"
Su Muchan snorted coldly, looking down at them as if they were ants.
"Master said he would let you go, but I never said that, did I?"
The powerful demon looked on incredulously: "Immortal Su said he wouldn't kill us! You've actually disobeyed Immortal Su's words. Aren't you afraid of being held accountable by Immortal Su?"
Su Muchan floated in the sky and sneered, "Accountability? In Master's eyes, you are nothing but a fart!"
"Even if everyone in the world died, Master would still eat and drink as usual. Don't take yourself too seriously!"
"Furthermore, Mu Chan is always meticulous in her actions, so I doubt Master will discover it."
The powerful demon was stunned. This Su Muchan, seemingly so obedient, was actually...
"Besides, are you out of your mind? Even if Master found out, how could he possibly reprimand his disciple over a few ants?"
As soon as she finished speaking, Su Muchan leaped out, her long sword heading straight for the powerful demon.
That powerful demon was already seriously injured in the previous battle and couldn't run fast at all!
He was no match for Su Muchan last time, and now that he was injured, how could he possibly resist? He instinctively tried to escape, but was pierced through by a sword and slammed heavily to the ground!
"I ask you, am I not handsome?"
*Thud*, the sword pierced in, then pulled out...
"I'm asking you a question. Aren't I pretty?"
*Thud*, another sword pierced in, then pulled out...
"Am I less beautiful than Dongfang Jue?"
"Huh? Speak!"
"say!"
"say!"
As if venting her dissatisfaction, Su Muchan struck again and again with her sword, each strike landing squarely!
As if she were chopping minced meat, Su Muchan asked questions while chopping.
Whether that powerful demon really thought Su Muchan was less beautiful than Dongfang Jue or not, he endured more than thirty sword strikes without uttering a sound!
Only when the powerful demon was reduced to a pile of minced meat, and Su Muchan found it harder to chop, did she stop...
"Qiaoqi'er, who's prettier, me or Dongfang Jue?"
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