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Yan Ran faced the enemies that were coming up like a tide, calmly and calmly dealing with them.

Now, four enemies surrounded her. Before one of the enemies took action, she took the initiative and killed the enemy behind her that had not had time to defend.

Then, she stretched out the steel claws of her left hand and grasped a sword that was slashed by another enemy. The steel claws slid down along the long sword, making an unpleasant noise.

Seeing that the situation in front of him is not good, the enemy hurriedly twitched the sword he was holding back by Yan Ran.

Yanran followed the strength of his pulling back and approached the enemy. At the same time, the steel claw of her right hand waved and pierced into the position of the enemy's heart.

The enemy was about to fall softly. Yan Ran put his left hand on his body a little bit harder and jumped up. Two legs kicked left and right in the air, and hit the shoulders of the remaining two enemies. The two enemies rolled and flew out.

More enemies rushed forward.

Yanran's face is calm, without anger or joy, even her eyes don't have any emotions. She is like a beautiful butterfly, which is constantly flying among the enemies. The sound of steel claws seems to be doing for her graceful figure. Accompaniment.

Facing the hordes of enemies, facing the long swords in their hands, Yan Ran whirled and jumped among them. Her figure was tall and low while her enemies dodge, and steel claws waved in her hands. With.

The blood of the enemies splashed continuously, and one enemy fell under Yanran's steel claws.

At this time, Yanran's body was bathed with blood, and even her fair face was splashed with blood from the enemy. Although she had wiped off most of it, the remaining part was still stuck to her face, making her look It felt a bit terrible.

The clothes on her body had already been splattered with the enemy's blood, and there was a feeling of dampness on her body, but Yanran was not in the mood to notice these. In front of her, the enemy was still eager to try, waving the laser sword in her hand, in batches Rushed at her.

Due to the limitations of the terrain, they could only attack Yanran in batches, which made Yanran a little easier.

"Yeah" the two enemies roared, waved the laser swords in their hands, and launched a fierce attack on Yanran.

Yanran's footsteps dodged, avoiding their frontal attack, and thrusting her claws into their throats. With a wave of her fortune, the two bodies flew out, hitting the enemy who was about to attack her, and knocked them to the ground.

At this moment, Yanran involuntarily looked at her physical strength. Although the days of cultivating spiritual power were not very long, there was already a small spiritual power in her body. Although this spiritual power was still insignificant, But it is like a small fireball, continuously emitting warm light.

The reason why Yanran was able to fight for such a long period of time was due to her extraordinary physical talent. After all, she was a champion of a galaxy games, a super athlete, and received far more physical training than others.

But if this were the only situation, Yan Ran would lose strength in the middle of the battle.

What supports her now is the small group of weak mental power in her body.

Since she was a child, Yanran has had excellent physical abilities and outstanding sports talents. She has been smooth sailing on the road of competition and has never encountered setbacks or blows.

This also allowed her to develop a feeling of pride, but because of her good self-cultivation and family education, she deeply concealed this pride.

After she met her teacher, Ye Su still did not relax her training despite being in the harsh environment of the nameless planet.

Cultivating mental power is what Ye Su told her to do.

At the beginning, Yanran disapproved of her teacher’s instructions. As a top athlete, in an environment like the Unknown Planet, although life is very difficult and even often hungry, she faces constant There are all kinds of beasts in front of her, and she can still deal with them easily.

This made her suspicious of the cultivation of spiritual power.

The teacher who wanted to come to her must know her thoughts at that time, but her teacher didn't say anything to her, just left the cultivation method and let her follow it.

Although she has only practiced for a short period of time, she has fully understood the benefits of mental power to her.

Even in front of her, the weak mental power in her body can still provide a steady stream of weak but lasting power. It is precisely because of her mental power that she can face the ferocious attack of the enemy. In, still stand tall.

However, after fighting for such a long time, Yan Ran also felt the mental power in her body, like a cluster of small candlelights in the wind and rain, trembling with the wind and rain, and it might be extinguished at any time.

The enemy rushed up, Yan Ran did not shrink back, and rushed into the enemy group.

The steel claw of the left hand grabbed the long sword stabbed by the enemy, and with a swipe of the right hand, a thin and deep hole appeared in the enemy's throat. Blood was sprayed out like a fog, and the enemy's body turned and fell to the ground.

He bowed his head to avoid a long sword attacked by an enemy from behind, and Yan Ran kicked her right leg back, hitting an enemy's abdomen, and the enemy spurted blood and flew out.

The remaining enemies did not expect that the young and beautiful girl who looked even a little weak in front of her was so fierce.

At this time Yanran, her hair messy, and the enemy's blood stains on her face, her clothes were also torn by the enemy in the melee just now.

The sleeve of his right hand was drooping, and Yan Ran waved his arm like a banner of victory.

Although the enemy hasn't flinched yet, fear has already appeared in their eyes.

The girl in front of them, in their eyes, is no longer a human being, she is the incarnation of the **** of death, and with each swing of her steel claws, one of her companions will spray the blood down.

Yan Ran faced the enemy she had suppressed, and slowly raised her hands, the steel claws crossed in front of her, making a "ding" sound.

The sound is crisp, like the sound of a wind chime being blown by the wind, but in the ears of the enemy, it is no less than the laughter of death.

Yanran was expressionless, the drop of blood left on her face by the enemy slid down her smooth face.

The claws fought again, and there was another crisp sound.

The enemies in front of them have lost their fighting spirit. Facing the enemies like the gods of death, their sword-holding hands are shaking slightly, and their footsteps are slowly retreating backwards.

Yan Ran took a step closer and fought her claws for the third time.

The enemy who has been tense to the limit is like a frightened bird. I don’t know who it is, and suddenly let out a scream. With the scream, a sword fell to the ground with a scream. This sudden scream completely let the besieged enemy. Frightened, they began to run away, not even daring to look back.

Yanran looked at them coldly until they disappeared before her eyes.

With a plop, Yan Ran knelt down.

At this moment, her stamina was close to the point where the oil was extinguished, but she couldn't stop. She was panting, barely supporting her body with her hands, staggering, and walking towards the end of the passage.

Behind her, the enemy's corpses were lying on the ground, golden sunlight shining, as if witnessing this tragic scene.

The girl in the passage, even though her physical strength was so severe that she had to rest against the wall from time to time, she still went on without hesitation.