Yun Zheng, holding a giant axe, wandered among the puppets, blocking their sharp weapons, chopping their bodies, avoiding their attacks, and controlling them with her pupils.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
One by one, the intermediate puppets were violently split into two by Yun Zheng, and Yun Zheng was also seriously injured. There were many sword wounds on her front and back, some of which were deep enough to see the bone, and some were just scratches.
A moment later, the remains of the puppets fell to the ground.
Elder Yuchi was half-kneeling on the ground, his hair disheveled, and he was vomiting blood. His red pupils were faintly oozing blood. He was seen covering his waist and abdomen with one hand, and his hand was stained red with blood.
Too badly injured to move.
The girl took a step forward and walked towards him step by step.
Like a king coming.
A dark glint flashed across Elder Yuchi's eyes. He raised his head with difficulty and coughed awkwardly, "Ahem... As long as you don't kill me, I will tell you a secret, a secret of the Nine Gates of the Great Desolation..."
The girl said in a mocking tone, "Aren't you from the Yuchi family arrogant? How come you've learned to compromise now?"
Elder Yuchi's expression froze, and the murderous intent in his eyes became more intense.
"Then tell me about it."
Elder Yuchi felt a little happy in his heart. He lowered his old eyes, forced himself to stand up, and said with a slow smile: "I once heard the head of the family say that the Nine Gates of the Great Desolation are not the Nine Gates of the Great Desolation at all. It is..."
Just as everyone pricked up their ears to listen, something strange happened—
With a gloomy expression, Great Elder Yuchi suddenly attacked Yun Zheng's neck, grabbed her fair and slender neck, and squeezed it with all his strength.
He growled with a distorted expression.
“Go to hell!”
But the next moment, his expression changed suddenly.
His hands were empty; he had just pinched the air.
It's an illusion!
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