Chapter 3953
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"Since I've offended you today, I'll have to eliminate you completely. I will take the Tian Mo Qin with me, but the inheritance of the Shen Musicians will forever disappear from this world! "
The long sword slowly points towards Muyan's heart. Shi Baiyong coldly says: "Thinking about it, Guan Santong's death can be exchanged for the Shen Musicians' lives, it can be considered a worthy death. Little girl, do you have anything else to say? "
"Yes!"
Shi Baiyong thought that he would see fear or a face that was unafraid of death.
However, when a voice as sweet as the sounds of nature accompanied by a faint smile came over.
What he met was a pair of clear and beautiful eyes that contained a cold smile. "What a pity. I originally wanted to personally seek justice for Youngest Martial Uncle, but our strength seems to be a little lacking!"
Luo Yu, who was at the side, echoed, "We are indeed still too weak."
Leng Yumo laughed: "Actually, this is also quite good. A tooth for a tooth, an eye for an eye, a tooth for a tooth. Since it's Young Martial Uncle's revenge, of course it's better for him to avenge it himself. Hmm, although it's only a part of it. "
Shi Baiyong was stunned. He subconsciously thought to himself, "Death is at hand. Have these little guys finally gone crazy?
However, in the next moment, the expressions of Shi Baiyong and his men froze.
They saw an unforgettable scene.
This was also the last scene they would see in their lives.
In the half-abandoned courtyard, there was only one side room that was still intact.
At this moment, a figure dressed in white slowly walked out.
The night slowly faded, and the light of dawn shone from the eastern sky, dyeing everything between heaven and earth with a trace of golden red.
As for the man walking over, he had an appearance that was even more dazzling than the sun.
An orchid, a jade tree, a peerless elegance.
But just a few days ago, this person had been trampled into the mud and blood in front of Shi Baiyong, as if he would never be able to rise again.
"Your … Your Highness —!!!!!"
A terrified scream came from behind.
Shi Baiyong felt his heart clench tightly along with this scream.
At this moment, there were only two thoughts in his mind.
Why was the First Prince unharmed?
Also, he was finished!
= = =
The eleven swords whizzed back to Luo Yunxiao's side, and the [Dark Yin Holy Flame] above them slowly extinguished.
Luo Yunxiao's frail figure swayed. She could no longer support herself.
"Young Martial Uncle —!!"
Mu Yan and the others cried out in alarm and wanted to rush over.
However, they had already used up all of their spiritual power. Their limbs were sore and weak, and they didn't have any strength left.
Chi Wen was still the fastest. She transformed into a huge figure and rushed over to catch the fallen Luo Yunxiao.
"Little Martial Uncle, you're too reckless!"
Mu Yan said with a sullen face, "You were injured so badly that even if I used the [Saint's Benevolence Technique] to save your life, your injuries would only heal by fifty to sixty percent. Even if you want to kill someone, you don't have to use your full cultivation! "
Luo Yu and the others nodded their heads. "We've made many plans and calculated every step of the way. Do you think it's easy to weaken their strength to this extent? Isn't he working so hard so that you, Young Martial Uncle, can use less strength in your final attack? "
"That's right. Little Martial Uncle, you're too disobedient."
Hearing the chatter around her, Luo Yunxiao didn't feel annoyed at all. Instead, she felt an indescribable warmth and peace in her heart.
He said in a hoarse voice, "I'm sorry, I was impulsive before."
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