As he spoke, another sword light slashed straight through.
The roar was abruptly cut off, and the Thousand-feet Queen was split in two, dying on the spot.
This swift and clean kill shocked everyone present.
But Li Jingxing didn't pay any attention to this.
In his view, just a Three-Legged Crow and a centipede, whoever killed them didn't matter.
What's important is the Emperor Flowing Pulp.
Thus, he landed on the ground and walked straight to Ao Qing, who was holding the Second Princess.
"Hand her over to me!" Li Jingxing's voice was extremely deep, yet carried an undeniable authority.
Ao Qing retreated a few steps indifferently, saying, "Master Li, please don't force people. Yi'er is in slumber. I absolutely won't hand her over to anyone."
Li Jingxing said nothing, because within him, a powerful Sword Intent began to surge, clearly intending to seize her by force.
The atmosphere suddenly became tense.
"Hand her over, or face death!" Li Jingxing said indifferently.
