A woman disguises herself as a man: His Royal Highness is unrivaled

To capture the thief, capture the king first. First, she used Xuanyuan Xia Yu Sword to attack! This is undoubtedly a shock to the other four swords, and it will be easier to clean up later. And if she left the most powerful Xuanyuan Xia Yu Formation until the end, she was afraid that she would be exhausted.

"Xuanyuan Xia Yu Formation, be destroyed by me!" Wu Qing shouted loudly, the light burst out like thunder, and people couldn't help but close their eyes to avoid its sharp edge.

The first formation of the Ten Sword Formation, Xuanyuan Xia Yu, has been broken!

So the next one is...

"Sword of benevolence, Lu Zhan!" His eyes were calm, and the young man moved his lips and softly uttered a few words. His evil eyes were like a pool of frozen blood, no longer warm. The white robe is pale, murderous intentions are everywhere!

"Such a strong murderous intent!" The handsome old man couldn't help but take a few steps back to avoid the almost substantial fierceness. The little baby was forced to explode!

Even Lu Zhanjian, who was famous for his kindness and generosity, couldn't help but slide back a few meters. As a person, the evil aura on Wu Qing's body was actually stronger than the bloodthirsty cold weapons!

"Handsome old man, help me take the other three swords!" Wu Qing ordered, she took a step forward and walked towards the astonished Lu Zhanjian step by step.

With Xuanyuan Xia Yujian as a precedent, this time it is Lu Zhanjian's turn, and the other three swords will not sit idly by. Casting one spell at a time was already her limit. If the four swords came together, she wouldn't waste any time. She might as well go to the King of Hell to have tea and reminisce.

"Little baby, don't worry when I do this!" The handsome old man agreed, patting his chest. He swung his sleeves, bursting with energy, isolating the remaining three swords from Wu Qing.

"The formations left over from ancient times are indeed extraordinary. Not only can they fight in groups, but they can also dodge." Looking at Lu Zhanjian who was hesitating ten meters away, Wu Qing raised his eyebrows and sneered.

"Buzz!" Lu Zhanjian's sword was excited. After all, it was just a materialized phantom created by the formation, not a real artifact with a spirit. Lu Zhanjian was slightly stimulated and shot towards Wuqing.

The shadow of the sword was ten thousand feet long, and Wu Qing stood firm and motionless. She raised her sleeves and raised her hands in a calm manner, and touched it lightly with two slender fingers.

Listen to the wind in the sky and point your sword. The sword energy is like a rainbow, and the green hair is swaying!

"Ice soul and snow soul!" The red lips murmured softly, and the thin frost, as cold as a blade, was like the faint vines in the dense forest densely wrapped around the thousand-year-old tree, covering Lu Zhanjian in the blink of an eye.

"Buzz!" Lu Zhan trembled angrily, trying to get rid of the layers of ice, causing ice crystals to splash everywhere.

Wu Qing increased the output of his magic power, and the cracked ice surface repaired at an irresistible speed. However, her face turned a bit paler, and a wisp of bright red overflowed from the corner of her lips, flowing down her delicate and fair chin, and gradually blossoming into a beautiful red on her flawless clothes.

Although Lu Zhanjian is not as good as Xuanyuan Xia Yu, he is still ranked second among the top ten divine swords, and his power cannot be underestimated. Wu Qing had spent a lot of energy to subdue Xuanyuan Xia Yujian just now and suffered some internal injuries, and now his injuries were even worse.

"Break the Lu Zhan curse!" Wu Qing wiped the blood from his mouth casually, not caring about the injury at all. Her fingertips slid, and mysterious and incomprehensible runes wrapped around her.

She has nothing to say because she is not as strong as others, and now that there is no way out, the only thing she can do is fight! Fight with your life! The thin line between life and death, survival in danger!

"Old man, open the door and let the red night shine!" The words were still informal, but at this time they were tainted with a lingering air of chilling. No one was laughing, and no one could laugh. Even those righteous people were silent. He looked up at the sky, watching the blood-stained monster white break the ancient formation bit by bit.

Lu Zhanjian, then Chixiaojian, then Tai'a. Ice flowers flew, curses rose and fell, and the sword formations disappeared one after another. However, more and more crimson emerged from Wu Qing's lips, and large areas of dark red solidified on the brocade robe like burning in the sky. The clouds are as gorgeous as the burning apocalypse!

Capturing, freezing, and finally casting a spell, each step was so simple that no thought was needed, and it was so mechanical that it made people numb, but when she did it, it was so shocking!

"Dad! Daddy! Why haven't you come yet! If you don't show up, my mother will die! You haven't embraced your beauty yet, how can you keep whining and whining! Your son hasn't been born yet! How can you be so irresponsible? Dad, ahhhh!" Yanlou, who couldn't help, was so anxious that he almost cried. He went around in circles and kept mumbling.

"Ahem..." Seeing Tai'a Formation turn into scattered points of light and dissipating, Wu Qing's steps staggered, and his face was as miserable as white skin. She raised her sleeves to wipe away the blood on her lips, but she put her hands down helplessly after seeing that the sleeves of her robe were completely dyed red.

"Hold on, little kid, there's one last chance!" Even the handsome old man who had seen countless strong winds and waves was so shocked by Wu Qing that his soul trembled, and his clear eyes burst into admiration.

Such a person deserves the friendship and protection of their hidden family!

After releasing the grip on the Seven-Star Longyuan Sword, the handsome old man was about to remind Wu Qing to take action, but the Seven-Star Longyuan suddenly rushed out like an arrow from a string.

"Be careful, little one!" The handsome old man yelled with a thud in his heart.

However, Wuqing's mental energy is now empty, she has lost too much blood, her internal injuries have worsened again and again, and her reaction speed is not as fast as before. When she turned around, the Seven-Star Longyuan Sword was already in front of her eyes.

One sword penetrates the body!

"Poof!" Blood spilled into the air!

"Mother!" "Wu Qing!" "Little brother!" "Little baby!" Everyone shouted.

"Cough..." The bone-eroding pain spread from his chest to his limbs, and Wu Qing quickly held the hilt of his sword to resist.

She staggered a few steps, barely stabilized her balance, and tried hard to suppress the sweetness in her throat. She raised her hand and smiled palely at everyone: "I'm fine."

No matter how bad her condition was, her instincts were still there. Although she couldn't avoid the sword's edge, she avoided the vital point. The Seven-Star Longyuan Sword only penetrated the chest, but did not hurt the heart and was not life-threatening. This was enough.

Knowing Wu Qing's desperate efforts and madness very well, Gong Tianque and others naturally did not believe her words. But there was nothing he could do to help, so no matter how anxious they were, they could only remain patient and stay put.

After appeasing these people, Wu Qing returned her attention to the Qixing Longyuan Sword. She did not draw the sword immediately. She raised her eyebrows and sneered: "Qixing Longyuan, you brought this to your door yourself!"

After saying this, she clamped the blade of the sword between her two fingers. Instead of pulling it out, she held it tightly.

"Ten Sword Formation, Seven-Star Dragon Abyss Curse!" The blood on his fingertips had dried up. Wu Qing bit his lips, and the gurgling bright red flowed again.

Everyone gasped, what does ruthlessness mean?

Killing innocents indiscriminately, exterminating families and cities, or even destroying humanity?

That was indeed cruel, but it was just outrageous.

And true cruelty is not only towards others, but also towards oneself!

If you commit a personal danger and hold the sword with your body, you will injure the enemy a thousand times and injure yourself eight hundred! That's the most insane and insane cruelty!

Demon God, worthy of being a Demon God!