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Li Changfeng wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, his expression grave. "Damn it! I never expected that lecherous monk to have such a move. It caught me off guard and injured me!"

At this moment, Li Changfeng's gaze slowly fell on Princess Minmin. She was locked in fierce battle with the Black-Clad Leader. Though he too was a Grandmaster, he had only just entered the realm, and Princess Minmin handled him with ease.

However, those six black-clad men were all masters. Zhou Zhiruo could only hold off one, while Murong Zhan and Xiao Qing, working together, could at most hold off another. They simply could not deal with the remaining six. If Princess Minmin had not stepped in to stop four of the black-clad men, they would have long since died!

"Princess Minmin! We bear no grudge against you! We only wish to deal with Li Changfeng. If you leave now, we definitely won't stop you!"

Princess Minmin sneered upon hearing this. "Hmph! I've ruined quite a few of your evil sect's plans. You simply don't dare lay a hand on me because of my father, the Emperor. Stop saying such pleasant things. Today, I'll slaughter every one of you evil sect scum here!"

The Black-Clad Leader's expression darkened greatly. "Hmph! You refuse a toast only to drink a forfeit! Do you really think I'm afraid of you? You're burdened with those three deadweights. The ones at a disadvantage are you!"

Princess Minmin's face turned cold. "Hmph! Enough nonsense! Take this!"

Princess Minmin suddenly attacked, her true energy erupting throughout her body as she unleashed the first move of the Nine Yin Skeleton Claw, Floating Bones. Waves of extremely frigid true energy gathered around her, and her entire body exuded an icy, sinister aura.

Her entire figure