Chapter 1573
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She just wanted to give it a try, but she didn't expect that this skinny, blood-colored horse would actually hug the beetroot and clack happily.
"How could you be so skinny?" Feng Wu patted the horse on the back.
Wherever her fingers touched, she could only feel bones.
While Feng Wu was talking to the horse, she sensed a murderous aura approaching.
Involuntarily, Feng Wu dodged to the side.
Thump!
The whip didn't hit Feng Wu, but it hit the horse in the back.
"Awoo —"
The horse's mouth trembled in pain, and the beetroot fell to the ground.
Feng Wu saw a bloody wound on the horse's back.
That was a brutal whip!
Looking up, Feng Wu saw a pair of furious, scarlet eyes.
"You're Feng Wu?!" Sefiro stared at Feng Wu as if she was looking at an enemy. She wanted to skin Feng Wu alive.
Feng Wu frowned.
"You're that useless Feng Wu?!" Sefiro stared at Feng Wu.
Feng Wu pursed her lips. "Who are you?"
Sefiro said, "Good question! I'm Sefiro, and I'll never change my name! Remember this name! Because you're going to die because of it! "
After that, Sefiro's whip fell like raindrops, and each strike was a fatal blow. Each strike was a fatal blow!
She was risking her life to kill!
Feng Wu had a temper as well. She wouldn't be able to stand being bullied like this.
However, this Sefiro was indeed capable. She was more capable than Feng Wu, so Feng Wu had to defend herself from the beginning.
Seeing that Feng Wu was able to dodge every time, Sefiro was even more infuriated.
"I want you to die, and you're still dodging?! Damn it! "
Sefiro waved her whip even more ferociously.
Feng Wu could clearly sense that Sefiro's capability had increased by another level.
If Feng Wu was a Level 3 Spiritual Elder right now, Sefiro had been a Level 4 Spiritual Elder before, and now, she had become a Level 5 Spiritual Elder!
That was because of the silver whip technique!
Feng Wu dodged again with a cold look on her face.
Puchi!
In a moment of carelessness, the tail of the whip swept across her arm. Instantly, a spray of blood sprayed out!
Pain —
There were hooks on the silver whip, and when she pulled it out, flesh and blood were pulled out. Feng Wu drew in her breath in pain.
There was poison on the barbs?!
Feng Wu stared at Sefiro.
Sefiro gloated at Feng Wu. "You lowly slave! Do you think you deserve to be with His Royal Highness? Die! "
With a grim face, Feng Wu took a deep breath.
It seemed that Sefiro was determined to force her to use her trump card.
In that case, let's see who's stronger and who's weaker!
Feng Wu was about to take out her Fallen Star Sword when a voice cut in.
"Sefiro, what are you doing?!"
Following the interruption of this voice, a figure shot over from afar. His strong and powerful arm grabbed the whip!
"Feng Xun?" Sefiro frowned when she saw who it was.
"Hmph!" Feng Xun tightened his grip a little.
Sefiro stumbled back more than ten steps before she finally stopped.
A short distance away, Jun Wuxia and the others were disappointed.
"That Feng Xun! Why is he here?! "
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