She is just like any other pursuers in the North District, no different.

But even though the wooden thorns turned into the ponytail girl's hands were not as sharp as other wooden cultivators; even if the wooden thorns were used to attack intelligence, Xiao Wanfeng had already seen it in the box, and seemed to have had a relationship with Mr. Xu.

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But at this moment, how dare Xiao Wanfeng dare to bet that the other party will show mercy?

Fate grabbed his neck, and the only thing he could think about was what Mr. Xu said.

"Stop her!"

——How to stop it?

Like the group of pursuers in the North District, if...

If only she would stop, I would have more time!

But how could she stop?

The wooden thorn was so close that Xiao Wanfeng had no time to continue thinking.

At this moment, Xiao Wanfeng, who couldn't even pull out the wooden sword on his back, could only stare at himself with all his strength and roared.

"Stop!!!"

brush!

A white sword energy penetrated Mu Zixi's body, completely freezing him in place.

Immediately, the swords of all the players and spectators buzzed and trembled.

The sound of the sword's cry penetrated the whole place in an instant, passing through the entire underground Tianluo Field, lingering in a ten-mile radius of Nanxia Street in the Xicheng District of Dongtianwang City.

Xiao Wanfeng, who closed his eyes, had no idea what was happening. He just continued to cry hysterically and yell:
Chapter completed!