She is the lover of that mysterious master.
But damn, isn’t this just a vase?
Ye Lan was holding a leaf between his fingertips, with blood still dripping from the tip. It was obvious that he had just used this leaf to cut off the thick arm.
"Let's go together."
Her voice was clear and calm, and there was no emotion in her eyes, just like the crescent moon hanging in the sky at that moment, beautiful and dangerous.
The people on the opposite side felt a strong sense of oppression at the same time.
That was an aura more dangerous than Xiao Yunting's.
So they did not dare to be careless. They gripped their weapons tightly and flew towards the girl to attack.
Three seconds later.
Bang, bang, bang, a series of loud noises broke a big tree.
Those strong foreign men all lay on the ground with broken bones all over their bodies, and it was just a leaf that broke them.
"You...what kind of magic are you using..."
The foreign man who survived with only one hand broken widened his eyes in horror, staring at the girl with unfathomable strength as if she were a monster. His will was completely shattered by this powerful force.
"Magic?" Ye Lan glanced at him, her eyes still reflecting the cold moonlight, making him look like a distant, unreachable palace in the sky. Her lips curled slightly as she scoffed, "Don't try to use your Western stream-of-consciousness theories to speculate on our Eastern cultivation. No matter how resolute your will is, it's nothing but mortal flesh that can be shattered with a single blow."
Afraid that these people wouldn't understand, she even switched to speaking English with an authentic accent.
As soon as he finished speaking, several people under the tree vomited blood and died instantly.
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