Hearing the words of an elite in the temple, Xuan Liyue chuckled.

"Don't let me go, it's good, I don't plan to let him go!"

When she said this, her tone was soft and light, as if a fresh breeze was blowing through people's hearts.

However, the meaning of the words is extremely rampant.

Don't let go of the god lord, in the whole world, probably she is the first person to say this in front of the temple people.

Hearing Xuan Liyue's words, a wave of anger suddenly rose in the hearts of those elites in the temple.

However, the eyes that were smiling at Shang Xuan Liyue, but full of murderous intent, trembled uncontrollably.

This girl killed the Divine Envoy without blinking her eyes, do they still have a chance to live?

Especially the few temple elites who won the inheritance, they were even more panicked.

Xuan Liyue didn't scare them for long.

The long whip in his hand was thrown out again, and it was directly wrapped around the neck of the young man in front, but it did not harvest his life.

Looking coldly at the motionless young man under the uniform of the three-attribute strings, he asked in a deep voice, "Surrender or death?" ”

The young man stiffened his neck and said, "I won't surrender even if I die!" ”

"Good." The corners of Xuan Liyue's lips hooked a bloodthirsty arc.

The whip tightened suddenly, and the young man's pupils shrank suddenly, and before he could say anything remorseful, he lost his life.

With a slight tremor in his wrist, Xuan Liyue threw the young man's body out of the formation, and the long whip immediately wrapped around the next young man.

"I surrender! I surrender! ”

Without waiting for Xuan Liyue to ask, the temple elite trembled and said that he wanted to submit.

Xuan Liyue's eyes flashed with a hint of satisfaction, and she knocked the man unconscious with a whip, and then threw him into the Qiankun Ding.

Instead of killing all the people in these temples, it is better to use puppetry to control them, and when the war between the two temples breaks out in the future, use the people of the temple to deal with the temple.

When the time comes, the "god master" of Rausch in their mouths will definitely be so dizzy that they want to vomit blood!

It's wonderful to think about......

Kill one, take one, Xuan Liyue looked at the panicked faces of those temple elites, stepped forward step by step with the unique pace of the formation.

The long whip in his hand fell on the neck of the third person, and the person seemed to have a bit of backbone, and he was not like the second young man, Xuan Liyue had surrendered before he could ask, but looked at Xuan Liyue with a resentful and stubborn look, as if to say, "I don't accept death."

It's just that if there is no fear and hesitation in the depths of his eyes, Xuan Liyue really has to think highly of him and send him on his way seriously.

"You're making me talk nonsense." Xuan Liyue said dissatisfied, the whip in his hand slowly tightened, intending to let the young man really experience the taste of death coming step by step.

"I ......" The young man's eyes gradually filled with horror, and the word "no" in the back rushed to his lips and teeth, but he couldn't spit it out.

The people standing behind him watched as they, the high-ranking temple elites, were threatened by a little girl about seventeen years old in Xuan Liyue, but they were afraid that they would be strangled by the formation for reckless actions, and none of them dared to help.

There was less and less air to breathe, and a cold silence of death permeated his body, and the young man finally exhausted the backbone of this life.

"I surrender!"

He was not convinced, but he did not want to die.

Xuan Liyue didn't stun him for the first time, but used the long whip in his hand to roll up the inheritance in his hand.

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