After recognizing the villain daddy, the little apprentice sister cheats all the way

The sword in Chu Chaozhao's hand rang with a mighty sound, a roar that indicated a fight to the death and a god-killing move.

She jumped up and said sternly, "Your Highness, this move can cut through the sky, how can you not cut through the domain of a mere puppet!"

The sword energy was so majestic that the yellow sand rolled in a rush. Wherever the sword energy reached, everything collapsed.

"What a fearless young man! With only the eighth level of heaven, he dares to compete with a demigod!"

All of Zhu Mei's blood spurted out from the blood flower in strands, like a spider web spit out by a blood spider, which was impossible to cut or sort out.

Wherever the blood thread passed, there was deathly air, which corroded the yellow sand, making the golden sand completely corroded and turned into blood color, losing its original luster.

Thousands of sinister blood threads collided with the sword, and the sword was shattered, but the blood threads remained, surging towards Chu Chaozhao, carrying killing moves everywhere.

As the blood was approaching, Chu Chaozhao remained calm and composed despite the collapse of Mount Tai.

"He is just a demigod, but I can kill him!"

Chu Chaozhao swung the sword again, his hand holding the sword, a cold light flashed, and the power of both the spirit and the devil were all gathered in that sword. In an instant, that move was so powerful that she could remain motionless even if she was killing a god, and she was fearless and crazy.

With a stunning sword, it collided with the blood threads that seemed to have spiritual consciousness. In just a moment, blood and purple light exploded, and the thousands of blood threads disappeared. The sword chopped away, and Zhu Mei raised his hand to disappear.

Yellow sand rolled in the desert, and the cold wind made my face hurt, but it was silent.

Zhu Mei raised his hand and widened his eyes in surprise. A bloodstain gradually appeared on his chest. Blood dripped onto the ground and formed blood-colored flowers.

"You can actually hurt me?"

It was truly horrible that she had grown to this point. If his master had not disapproved, he would have decisively killed her at this moment to avoid future troubles.

Chu Chaozhao laughed, looking arrogant and flamboyant, standing in the desert with a sword in hand. Her aura seemed that even if a god came, she could kill him directly.

In fact, he was secretly swallowing the fishy and sweet taste in his throat.

Shit, I used all my strength and only stabbed him once?!

It’s over, it’s over. Today is really over.

There was a dark light flashing in Zhu Mei's eyes, and blood flowers had already appeared around him.

Kill her!

As he moved, a sinister voice echoed from all directions in the desert.

"Zhu Mei, come back."

Zhu Mei trembled all over, turned around and knelt on the ground: "Zhu Mei, I meet the Master!"

Upon hearing the sound, Chu Chaozhao almost pulled Tushan Rongqing out, hugged him, and cried helplessly.

I didn’t check the almanac before going out today!

I saw black air surging, and a ball of black air gathered, giving birth to a pair of gloomy eyes.

Through the black fog, Chu Chaozhao's crimson purple eyes moved, but he could not see through what was hidden under the fog.

He spat out a mouthful of blood and laughed sinisterly in the black mist.

"Our little A-Zhao, is he so anxious to see what the real person looks like?"

"Little A Zhao, you can't call me that!"

Chu Chaozhao's slender purple figure stood in the desert, her skirt rustling, the pearl chains and headbands in her hair flying, making a clear sound.

"I guess you are the puppet master. Well, there is no need to wait until the end. I will get rid of you today!"

Today, she is the only one in the yellow sand. She will surely die if she faces the puppet master, but she is not the kind of person who will just leave everything to fate.

Even if she died, she would tear off a piece of the other person's flesh and blood.

After Chu Chaozhao quietly used the magic weapon to conceal Tushan Rongqing, he picked up countless talismans and threw them into the air, like a fairy scattering flowers.

As he made hand gestures and chanted incantations, countless talismans transformed into spell patterns, and then into various sharp killing moves, rushing towards the puppet master in wave after wave, but they were all easily eliminated by the puppet master one by one.

After all the talismans were used up, Chu Chaozhao began to draw on the spot. He raised his hand and condensed a talisman-drawing pen out of thin air. In an instant, he drew countless forbidden talismans in the air.

The destructive power is huge, but it backfires on her and makes her useless.

Heiwu laughed. There was sarcasm in her laugh, but more of it was relief. Even Zhumei looked at her with admiration.

Chu Chaozhao rushed into the talisman with a sword in hand, using the talisman to protect herself, and she pointed her sword at the puppet master.

——A Zhao! Are you crazy?

Tushan Rongqing's golden body appeared and kept beating the barrier, wanting to come out to help her, but she saw her desperately raising her sword to kill the puppet master.

That's the puppet master!

Ten thousand years ago, all the gods were destroyed. The devil and the goddess were not killed, so they could only be sealed. How could his Ah Zhao be able to defeat them!

The puppet master did not hide, and even Zhu Mei stood to the side with his arms folded, looking at her leisurely, as if he was watching one of his own children playing tricks.

"I have a sword that can cut through the sky and the earth. It's called Budu! I only want to kill Budu. I want to see how many of my swords you can take!"

The Wanjie Sword was as powerful as a bamboo that broke through the air, with a momentum that could crush any enemy in its path.

The puppet master seemed to be thinking of practicing with her: "Budu, your parents created this sword, which is the best sword in the world. I will see how far you can develop it."

He just stood there, waiting to test the sword.

Chu Chaozhao approached him with a smile on his face. Wanjie suddenly turned around and stabbed the sword into Zhu Mei's body in an instant.

Zhu Mei had no time to resist. He stared with wide eyes as the blood flowed out of his body and formed blood flowers on the desert.

"What a fast... sword."

His bones cracked and he raised his hand to knock the man away. Chu Chaozhao blocked with his sword, but was still knocked away.

The black robe fell to the ground, and the bones of the charm were shattered and the blood was gone.

——Ah Zhao! Get out of the way!

Tushan Rongqing roared.

Black fog was approaching the puppet master, carrying with it a murderous force.

Chu Chaozhao kept sliding backwards, spitting out a mouthful of blood. He was no longer able to resist. He thought that killing one was a kill. Killing a demigod-level puppet would also save some trouble for his master and father.

She just thought that she would have to explain this today.

A powerful puppet master is no better than other puppets. No matter how strong other puppets are, she may have a chance to fight.

But in front of the Puppet Master, all the things she was proud of were nothing; her bloodline, cultivation, divine weapons, and Fu Zhuan were all useless.

To this day, she has a personal experience of how difficult life was for her parents.

He slowly closed his eyes, but did not wait to die. Instead, he quietly drank a large bottle of pills.

But he heard a muffled groan in front of him, and then he fell into a cool embrace.

It was a scent mixed with melted cedar and a slightly bitter medicinal smell. In this extremely cold desert, it actually brought a hint of warmth.