"Puchi!" Black sickle slashed fiercely, directly swept across Qianying's right shoulder, and cut off her right arm and the right robe of Jinluan Fengyu. The blood arrows gushed out into the air formed a miserable blood mist.

Finally, Asakura no longer had the strength to stand.

After Asakura fell down, Ophelia did not kill her directly, but instead ravaged her body like venting, poked her left eye, hooked her collarbone, smashed her meniscus, and stabbed the black sickle into her lower abdomen, stirring her intestines constantly, torturing her to death.

When Ophelia's grinning like a demon came, MR finally came back to God.

No loss

Not only no loss

A great victory!!!

MR's face once again appeared, and it began to become more and more distorted. He forced his legs to be weak due to fear, and threw down Naraku, who was in a mad manner. Under his original instinct, the major shareholder of the Judicial Council, who claimed to be a human elite, directly turned into a street gangster, fighting with Naraku in the most ugly and barbaric way.

"Who won??!! Tell me who won!!! Ah??!!" When all external forces and shackles were eliminated, the gender advantage finally became prominent. MR easily controlled Naraku, smashed her nose one by one, smashed her mouth, violently pulled off her ears, and finally grabbed her hair and smashed it to the ground.

"Bang!Bang!Bang!Bang!!" Heavy blows came one after another. Naraku had no power to fight back, and his head was smashed. His originally beautiful little face was almost invisible, but under the surviving**, she was still resisting randomly, even if it had no meaning.

On her deathbed, Asakura wanted to save Naraku, and save this sister who had no blood relationship but had grown up with her since childhood, but everything was still in vain. She could only helplessly support her body and climb forward, leaving nothing but the blood drawn from her body.

Ophelia roared, picked up Asakusa's bloody body, and threw it over her shoulder and swung it on the table.

Immediately afterwards, Ophelia grabbed the black sickle's hook rope, wrapped around Asakusa's legs and left arm, locked her on the table, with only her neck and head hanging out in the air.

After Ophelia locked Asakusa, she violently tore off her clothes, revealing her fair and slender neck, and said coldly: "Don't move, if you cut it in a crook, it will not look good if it is preserved."

Asakura struggled hard, trying to catch the mr, which caused the wound to flow a table of blood. From the top of her head to the chest, it was covered with a coldness of ice. It seemed that countless needles were inserted upside down, densely covered with every inch of flesh and blood. It was repeatedly thrust at extremely high frequency, and the coldness also burst out, forming a terrifying and indescribable pain.

But no matter how painful it is, Asakura is making the final effort.

Seeing that Asakusa was very uncooperating, Ophelia punched her temple directly. At this moment, her consciousness finally fell into darkness, but as she died, she still stretched out her hand to Naraku weakly.

Naraku was not far from death at this time, and even her eyes were poked by MR with her hands, leaving only a hideous blood hole, and nothing could be seen, but she also stretched out her hand and trembled in the darkness.

mr punched Naraku's chin with a punch, laughing wildly: "There is nothing I can't get in this world! All those who disobey me will die!!!"

No one knew how the two dying people found each other. After a long fumble, as the familiar soft touch came from the fingertips, Naraku and Asakusa finally touched each other and held each other tightly.

At this moment, it was abrupt that MR saw something in them, something he had lost forever and could never get again. This thing stinged his eyes like a needle, poking his heart into blood.

"Kill her!!!" In an almost crazy roar, mr gave the final order to Ophelia.

"Puchi!!!" Black sickle slashed Kasuga's neck accurately and slashed the head, along with the long neck of the cultivator, completely.

"I am mr!!! I am!!! Trial Council!!! Major shareholder!!!!" mr lifted the broken steel plates that fell from the ceiling, and smashed Naraku's head like crazy. He then and then, his head was still smashing, and he smashed into flesh paste. When his head was spilt, he smashed his body and limbs, smashing Naraku's entire body, shouting heart-wrenchingly, "I!!! Yes!!!!!!!!!!!! Essence!!!!!!"

After completely smashing Naraku, MR turned over and stood up from the pool of blood with minced flesh, he had already grasped the supreme power, and became the highest and only major shareholder of the Judicial Council and the only human elite.

When smashing Naraku, MR used too much effort and staggered to the ground within two steps. His body was covered with dirt and blood on the ground, emitting a disgusting odor, just like a down-and-out beggar on the street, it was difficult to associate him with his previous elegant image.

mr forced himself to sit up straight, and looked at Ophelia while panting, and said hideously: "You bastard, almost killed me!!!"

"Shut up!!!" Ophelia was in a very bad mood. She poked the black sickle on the ground in front of her, and sat on the chair panting, swearing, "Dog thing, don't you think about how old I am this year?"

MR was silent for a moment, suddenly laughed, patted his thigh and said, "When you can't do it one day, I will pay you a pension when you are about to retire!"

"For today's sake, the more, the better." Ophelia bent down, picked up Akasaka's head from the ground, looked it carefully, and made a tsk sound in her mouth, "I didn't have the chance to take the dragon's head, this is not bad, it will be a perfect collection."

Asakura's head was held alone by Ophelia. Her golden pupils were half closed and half open, and she died with her eyes closed. She was despair like death, mixed with a kind of lingering and reluctance. It was obvious that she died with regret, revealing a heartbreaking sadness.

I don't know if this kind of despair beauty is heartbreaking, Ophelia couldn't help but destroy her for a moment, and stretched out her barbed tongue and swept across Aka Sakura's lips, licked a piece of bloody flesh, and rolled it into her mouth to taste it carefully.

At this time, MR finally recovered and kicked Naraku's body away, as if it was just garbage on the roadside. He stood up from the ground, turned his back to Ophelia, tidied up his messy formal attire, and laughed with relief: "I said that this formal attire is my lucky dress. I met 'him' in this dress and avoided the first death."

Speaking of this, I don’t know if MR’s tone was emotional, and sighed: “Now, it has taken me to avoid the second death. But unfortunately, I don’t have the chance to see him for the second time.”

"Puchi!" The sound of flesh and blood penetrating came.

"Ophelia, your habit of whipping corpses should be changed." MR seemed to know Ophelia very well, and he smiled helplessly and turned to look behind.
Chapter completed!