Imperial Treasure

Chapter 1172 - 688: Ink Smoke Clan

Natasha laughed: "Oh, quite manly."

"You enchantress! I swear I’ll avenge today," said Bi Chen, pale and gritting his teeth, as he saw Natasha raising her eyebrows and curling her lips in a cold smile: "Sorry, threats from losers only give me more satisfaction, and more joy... speaking of which, bullying my people like this, burning your hand is nothing, cutting off your third leg isn’t a problem either."

Upon hearing this, Bi Chen felt like he was going crazy!

Insane! That was Sui Yi’s doing? Wasn’t it Tuoba Han’s fault?

Yet at this moment.

Swish! Swish! Swish!

A large number of Demon Sect members rushed out from the bamboo forest; seeing Bi Chen’s situation, they panicked. However, not all had long-range attack abilities; only two or three were archers, so they nocked their arrows....

But before they could release their arrows, Natasha made a snapping gesture with her fingers, palms opened, shooting one fireball after another, bouncing between her hands.

She squinted, pushed forward with her left hand, aiming at the leaping Bi Chen, both hands gesturing as if holding a sniper rifle... and as she aimed and fired....

Bam! Bam! Bam! Bam!

Each red fireball launched!

Like high-powered laser guns.

Bam! Bam! Bam!

Bi Chen, terrified, dodged left and right..... On the water surface, bam bam bam, exploding water waves four or five meters high.

Splurt!

Bi Chen fled to the shore, already scorched terribly, while Demon Sect members just wanted to lend a hand, they saw Natasha’s "fire gun" aimed at them!

If Sui Yi’s Flying Flower Sword earlier was thrilling, then Natasha’s attack was both stunning and cooler-than-cool.

Somehow there’s a flash of a beautiful female Persian sniper with a laser cannon.

It was undeniably eye-catching.

Anyway, Bi Chen and the Demon Sect were scared witless.

Originally at the shoreline, they quickly retreated several meters away....

Elsewhere, Bian Bufu also felt frustrated.

Hell’s Wan Ge’s attack was tricky, deadly yet swift, seamlessly transitioning between strong assault and stealth attack, not resembling a woman at all, more manly than the women of Demon Sect.

From a disadvantage to overwhelming.

Bian Bufu felt immense pressure; Natasha seemed unconcerned about the lives of Demon Sect members, for her, killing was effortless, life or death was just a consequence of one’s actions, if you’re weak and act rashly, expect repercussions.

So, go ahead and die.....

Just as another wave of laser fireballs exploded towards Demon Sect members under the bamboo....

Heavenly Demon Ribbon shot forth... Bam! Bam! Bam!

Directly deflected these fireballs, suddenly... Natasha saw Wanwan.

Well, it’s time for two "bad" women to clash.

Natasha and Wanwan both squinted.

But at that instant, Natasha’s expression changed suddenly, and she darted towards Sui Yi....

In fact, Wanwan also rushed towards Sui Yi at the same time.

The latter for the Evil Emperor’s Relic!

While the former.....

The shadow sword stabbed forth, aiming for the kill!

Sui Yi’s back seemed already frozen by the chill of the long sword.....

Yang Xuyan’s cold eyes.....

Natasha and Fu Junnuo protected together.... The former blocking Wanwan, but the latter couldn’t stop Yang Xuyan.

Clang!!

The blade of the scythe slashed against the sword, blocking!!!

Bian Bufu arrived!

Wanwan, Natasha, Hell’s Wan Ge, Fu Junnuo, Yang Xuyan, and Bian Bufu, three on three!

In a flash, it was chaotic combat, flowers on the water, eye-dazzling.

Yet it was only inches away, a matter of breath.

A sword appeared, breaking the deadlock instantly.

Sword in the Water, Cold Mountain Que, Colorless Spirit, Unable Break One’s Heart.

It was a heart-breaking, chaos-stopping sword.

A most tranquil sword.

With a hum, it inserted into the six-person standoff, finding peace within the chaos around Sui Yi.

After the sound.

Yang Xuyan along with Bian Bufu, Wanwan, and Hell’s Wan Ge stood positioned, some on the water, some on duckweed, some atop lotus flowers, others leaping to the tips of bamboo leaves.

Poised and ready for action, a hair-trigger!

Only Qin Chuan, in a white robe, stood on the water; she was Shi Feixuan, also Qin Chuan, one hand on the sword, standing beside Sui Yi, glancing sideways at the restrained and stoic Sui Yi, lightly furrowing her brow.

Then, without a word, she stepped forward, gripping Colorless Sword, looking towards Wanwan, "Wanwan, though there have been several opportunities before, it seems a full confrontation today is necessary."