Chapter 130 Paper Wedding Dress (130)

Yumu did not give Miss Wu any chance to breathe. Miss Wu's body gradually became exhausted. At this moment, Miss Wu realized that she had provoked someone who should not be provoked.

The strength of this woman in front of her was really terrible.

Before, I just thought she was an ordinary person who knew some martial arts, but the sword she took out now was not something that a mortal could possess.

Miss Wu panted and looked at Yumu with fear. She gritted her teeth and asked, "Who are you?"

Yumu held the silver sword with his fingertips. There were tiny flowers carved on the sword. It was not clear what the flowers were, but you could sense a sense of winding and entanglement from these flowers.

When she heard Miss Wu's words, she lowered her eyes and looked at her coldly.

"How can a lowly species like you know my name!"

Miss Wu: "You!"

Yu Mu did not give Miss Wu a chance to continue speaking. He turned his white wrist holding the long sword and chopped down at Miss Wu without mercy.

The speed was so fast that people could not see it at all.

Miss Wu gritted her teeth and could only resist the blow.

As the two fought, suddenly, the tomb began to shake violently, as if the whole tomb would collapse in the next second.

Miss Wu, who was struggling to resist Yu Mu's attack, immediately panicked. She subconsciously looked at the male corpse rolling out of the coffin on the side, with a worried look, afraid that the stones in the tomb might fall on him.

Just a second of short-term distraction, Yu Mu's long sword pierced Miss Wu's body.

Miss Wu's pupils shrank, and her eyes turned to look at Yu Mu.

The silver cold sword pierced her body. Miss Wu could feel the blood surging and the pain in her flesh.

She stretched out her hand and struggled to grab the sword in front of her chest. Miss Wu spat out a mouthful of blood.

Her bloody teeth looked eerie, and she smiled grimly at Yu Mu.

She said: "Do you think you can kill me like this? My flesh is--"

"Of course I can't kill you like this." Before Miss Wu finished her words, Yu Mu spoke coldly: "How can I kill a species like you in the way that ordinary people die..."

While Miss Wu was stunned, Yu Mu's left hand stood in front of her chest, and her fingertips changed a gesture dazzlingly. Suddenly, you might sometimes be dazzled to see that the girl's fingertips seemed to be shining with a faint silver light.

She raised her hand, her five fingers were slender, with distinct joints, and dyed with a cold and bright color.

The girl was clearly just standing in front of her calmly, her long eyelashes drooping indifferently, and her dark eyes looking at her like a pool of dead water.

But even in such silence, Miss Wu felt as if a mountain was standing in front of her. The moment the girl raised her hand, a strong sense of oppression pressed down on her without resistance.

Miss Wu's legs seemed to be filled with lead, and she couldn't lift them up.

It was like a creature encountering a natural enemy, without any strength to resist, and could only stand there motionless, waiting for the punishment of the natural enemy.

She could only stand there numbly and stiffly, quietly and weakly waiting for the moment when Yu Mu's fingertips fell.

The cold fingertips fell on her eyebrows, and Miss Wu saw Yu Mu's cold and arrogant eyes, like a king's residence, inviolable above the nine heavens.