Han Sanqian was fearful, thinking that Yue Wuxia was relatively calm, but unexpectedly, this girl was even more aggressive...
Soon, a large number of Heaven Rank strongmen from the Alien Race charged over.
They were very powerful, sixth rank, seventh rank, and even eighth rank, with original force boiling inside them, and their innate skills were frighteningly strong.
But to Yue Wuxia, a Quasi-Emperor Realm, these levels were really somewhat inadequate, too weak.
She slaughtered into the Alien Race like a humanoid Flood Dragon, the sword embryo in her hand rising and falling, cold light standing in reverse, with a fierce killing intention, killing the incoming enemies in just one minute.
Han Sanqian was shocked, with his eyes wide open and mouth agape, and then turned to look at Chen Pingping's calm face, suddenly feeling a bit horrified...
Yue Wuxia was killing ahead, the two followed behind, as they walked through, bodies piled up, and blood flowed into a river.
