Imperial Treasure

Willpower is the most rapid attack and the most mysterious and subtle; it can disintegrate an attack already launched and deal with the attacker—just like dealing with Lin.

The people present just felt the overwhelming pressure on the soul level.

Demon Scorpio, who came down from the top floor to support, felt the suffocation in his chest, and then...

Boom! Demon Scorpio was crushed by an overwhelming force, his body creaking with bones and flesh, pain! Asphyxiation!

The Black Robe, which is the Dark Council’s president, Taimeng, was similar; both felt the attack on their bodies from the level of willpower!

They couldn’t just sit and wait for death!

The two made the same decision in an instant—to attack her!

Swoosh swoosh!

The two leaped down from above, swiftly flying from the side, launching their second grand attack towards Sui Yi.

Even more majestic and deadly than before, as if they were desperate.

Their speed was so fast that it was unclear below Void-breaking, but Sui Yi’s speed was even faster.

They couldn’t see clearly.

Lin, whose leg bone was fractured, only heard two loud crashes, looked up, and saw Demon Scorpio’s chest being pressed by a palm, the golden light vast, Taimeng’s forehead facing the sharp edge of the Golden Crow’s Brilliance.

The two hands were afterimages.

Faster than lightning.

Lin saw the leaders of these two major forces being fiercely knocked away, heavily injured, and he had a prophecy similar to that of the Pope.

Yet in an instant, he felt a silent coldness.

—If she really wanted to kill, she wouldn’t show any murderous intent.

And now, there wasn’t a trace of murderous intent on Sui Yi.

When Demon Scorpio and the others were thrown out.

Demon Que moved.

Bam bam!

Demon Scorpio and Taimeng fell to the ground simultaneously.

Taimeng’s body swayed, the black gas on him dissipating more than half, crashing against a pile of stones before grabbing one to steady himself, his pupils dilated, breathing heavily, all his strength concentrated on his forehead, frantically digesting the deadly damage brought by the Beak of the Golden Crow.

It was also due to such rapid energy and the mobilization of willpower, his face rapidly turned pale, revealing a fragile and defeated look.

However, Demon Scorpio fared no better.

A dented, charred pit on his chest still emitted golden gas, as if burning inward, with the scorpion’s black armor spreading over his body, resisting most of the lethal force, so he didn’t die.

Taimeng didn’t die either.

—Being directly counter-killed by Sui Yi and not dying shows their strength.

But does anyone care about that now?

They are more drawn to the scenes their eyes favor, like...

The person pulled back from death’s line on the railing, during the one and half second when Sui Yi, like lightning and thunder, instantly defeated two great Void-breaking Masters.

The waterfall of long hair floated in the air, like rippling waves, the knee-length long skirt like flowing black ink, clinging to her waist and long legs, yet tightly clinging to her waist and long legs seemed not just this ink-like long skirt.

For Black, a world-class beauty with both looks and acting skills, intelligence and emotional intelligence soaring, her greatest weakness is having no power, she truly belongs to the globalized ’fragile’ woman, just pushed by Ji Yi, like a beauty flicked away by King Kong, light and frail that can be, though pulled back by Sui Yi, she is just an ordinary person, so she must find a balance.

Is there anything more reassuring as a balance than this ’hero’?

So at the moment Sui Yi’s two hands dominated the entire scene.

She completely abandoned the delicate and charming route of China’s unique little white lotus.

She took the open proactive route of capitalism.

So when her body was pulled back by Sui Yi, she reached out her hand.

Holding Sui Yi’s waist firmly, neither light nor heavy.

Having a balance point, she avoided the embarrassment of stumbling into the lake and instead turned romantically and charmingly akin to Marilyn Monroe...

And then...

Just like this.

Everyone saw Black and Sui Yi’s tightly clinging legs... reaching the waist.

It was a coincidence, the two were of the same height, although Black was wearing high heels, pushed out without any grace, the high heels were lost somewhere, now barefoot, naturally similar to the flat-shoed Sui Yi.

Thus, waist to waist, leg to leg.

Tightly adhered without a gap.

With narrow waist and slender legs so close, anyone seeing this could easily lean towards erotic imaginations, especially as those present were all veterans of romantic affairs, be it male and female, male and male, or female and female, it’s actually all the same thing.

But taking off skirts and pants doesn’t compare to how intoxicatingly these two are dressed to make one’s blood surge.

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