The little apprentice sister is extremely talented, but she is not virtuous.

Chapter 591 If you can’t afford to play, you don’t have to play!

"Swish~" Amidst the flashing golden light, one troll corpse after another with hideous faces appeared.

Chi Yu pointed at Lao Deng and shouted, "Boys, step on him to death!"

"You, you, you...Puff!" Old Deng, who was already breathing his last breath, was so angry that he vomited blood and died on the spot.

The soul wanted to escape from this terrible area, but unexpectedly Chi Yu was prepared. With a wave of his hand, he put it into the banner.

Then they began to look for another target.

"No! I won't fight with you!" When a vampire elder saw her walking towards him, his face suddenly changed and he turned around and ran away.

At least it’s one-on-one with others, sometimes they fight with Shura Yaksha, sometimes with troll.

If you can't afford to play, you don't have to play! It's too much of a bully!

"Well, since you don't want to play with me, then I..." Chi Yu swept his eyes towards the enemy camp and immediately found his target, "Just bully the soldiers!"

Good, good, good! You are not a human being at all, right?

Are you bullying the soldiers? Do you have the demeanor of a master?

When the blood clan soldiers saw her driving the trolls towards them, they were so frightened that they ran away.

Only those disciples of the Saint Palace who had never suffered flew forward to stop them.

"Witch! Stop being so presumptuous!"

A disciple of the Saint Palace with a slicked-back hair and powdered face fearlessly swung his sword and killed Chi Yu.

However, before he could swing his sword, he was torn to pieces by Shura Yaksha who flashed forward. It can be said that he had no combat experience at all.

Seeing this, a very smart person screamed, "Quick, form a formation! Use the Skylight Formation to trap this corpse puppet first, and then deal with that witch!"

"That makes sense!" Several disciples from the Saint Palace immediately surrounded Shura Yaksha.

He muttered something and cast a series of magical spells towards the center.

While everyone was busy, Chi Yu floated past someone like a ghost: "Hey! Buddy, I think you pronounced the word wrong."

"Uh?"

Before the man could react, a cold light flashed and his head fell to the ground.

Chi Yu held a sword in one hand and a banner in the other, killing and capturing every one he killed.

Seeing that he had already lost several brothers, Da Congming shouted again: "No, we have to kill this witch first! Capture the leader first!"

Damn it! If you don’t know how to command, what’s the point of you commanding blindly?

Everyone cursed in their hearts and were wondering whether to believe him again when they heard a deafening roar from the sky.

The battle between Liyue and the Seventh Palace Master has ended.

In the end, the two of them ended up fighting each other to a loss!

"I didn't expect that he is the descendant of the Jiuli clan! Cough cough~" Old Seven coughed up a few mouthfuls of black blood, covering his chest and stepping back repeatedly.

After taking a quick look at the situation on the battlefield, his heart skipped a beat.

Four of the nine elders of the blood clan have died, and the remaining ones are clearly at a disadvantage and may be killed at any time.

And Lao Ba's breath had completely disappeared at some point.

"This bastard, did he run away secretly?"

Just as he was filled with doubt, he saw a figure dragging a mutilated corpse and running towards him at a rapid speed.

When I looked closely, my eyes almost popped out!

Isn’t the deceased Lao Ba?

He couldn't even beat this stupid-looking woman!

"Old man, it's your turn!"

The heavy hammer came down on his head. Feeling the astonishing power, Lao Qi hurriedly used his body skills to dodge and narrowly avoided the hammer.

"Withdraw! Quickly withdraw!"

The situation became increasingly unfavorable, so he no longer hesitated and was the first to evacuate the battlefield.

Seeing that their commander had fled in panic, the vampire soldiers immediately became chaotic, howling and running in all directions.

"Chase!"

After chasing for dozens of miles, the vampires suffered heavy losses.

In this battle, the Eighth Palace Master of the Saint Palace was killed, four of the Nine Elders of the Blood Clan died, two were disabled, and countless elite disciples were killed.

In the end, only one or two tenths of the team escaped back to the base camp.

*

"Hmm~cough cough..." At dusk, the seventh brother who had escaped appeared outside the vampire tent in a mess.

The Blood Clan leader was startled when he saw this, and hurried over to help him: "Sir, what are you doing..."

"I was careless this time!" Old Seven wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, a hint of hatred flashed in his eyes, "Those youngsters are indeed quite capable..."

The Blood Clan leader was horrified: "Ah! We can't even beat you? Then aren't we finished?"

"What do you mean you can't beat me?" Old Seven glared and slammed the table heavily, "I told you, I was careless!"

Doesn't that mean they haven't fought yet? Everyone around him secretly criticized him in their hearts.

"Then what should we do next?" The blood clan leader looked anxious, vaguely feeling that this time the clan might be exterminated.

“Why are you panicking?” The seventh brother was relatively calm, holding onto a chair and slowly sitting down. “When I came back, I had already sent a message to the Saint Palace. Reinforcements will arrive soon, and by then, they will all be killed without a burial place!… Hiss~ Ouch!”

The wound was inadvertently touched, and Lao Qi suddenly grimaced and spit out several mouthfuls of blood.

She thought to herself: I didn't expect to meet a descendant of the Jiuli clan! And this person's control over fire has reached such a level! If her cultivation level was not low, I'm afraid she would die in her hands today.

"Sir, are you okay?"

"It's okay, it's just a minor injury." Old Seven said stubbornly, forcing himself to stand up. "I'll go and heal my wounds first. If anyone from the Saint Palace comes, remember to inform them immediately."

"Sir, walk slowly!"

After seeing off the seventh brother, several elders of the blood clan immediately gathered together.

"Master Patriarch, why do I feel that this Saint Palace is not very reliable?"

"That's right! He boasted loudly, but in the end he was beaten like a dog!"

"Shh, keep your voice down! Don't let him hear..."

“That’s enough.” Clan elder Lao Deng waved his hands helplessly. “Now that things have come to this, we have no choice but to trust the Saint Palace! Notice everyone that the entire clan must hold out until reinforcements from the Saint Palace arrive.”

"Master Patriarch, I have something to say, but I don't know whether I should say it or not." One of the nine surviving elders of the vampire clan spoke in a deep voice.

"But there's no harm in talking."

"I think we should prepare for the worst!"

The eyelids of the clan elder Lao Deng twitched: "The worst plan? You mean..."

"If we are still defeated even after the arrival of the Saint Palace reinforcements, won't our blood race face the disaster of extinction?"

At this point, Lao Deng lowered his voice a bit, "Isn't there a collapsed secret passage in our blood clan's forbidden land? It can lead to the land of exile. We can dig it through in advance and leave a way out for ourselves!

If that day really comes, we will follow the example of the Zhulong clan and flee to the land of exile, bide our time, and come back when the time is right!"

As soon as this was said, everyone agreed: "That makes sense!"

"It's feasible!" The clan leader Lao Deng nodded secretly, "Then I'll leave this matter to you."

"Yes!"

*

Saint's Palace.

The fifth elder in pink, who received the jade slip of the message from the seventh elder, held his chin with one hand and fell into deep thought.

After a moment, the corners of his mouth raised a curve: "Interesting, there are still survivors in the Jiuli clan! It seems that I have to go there myself."