Chapter 872: Call for Help if You Can't Win

"Do you think you have the ability to drink our blood?" Just as Qian Feng had finished speaking, she saw a figure flash by swiftly, the whistling of the wind still ringing in her ears, knowing something terrible was about to happen.

Xue Li was too fast, darting past between Qian Feng and Qian Ye, leaving deep wounds on both of their bodies.

"It looks like you're the mightiest from Shennv Xuanhui, but don't go down so easily," Xue Li said with a triumphant smile. Then, licking the fresh blood from her fingers, she showed a satisfied expression, "Xue Lang, I've tasted the blood of these two women, it's delicious; you wouldn't want to miss out."

"Okay, fine..." Xue Lang was already sounding the retreat. He had just witnessed Xue Li's speed and knew deep down he couldn't match it.

At the same time, both Qian Feng and Qian Ye looked defiant. They cast a spell, and the wounds on their bodies instantly healed, no less impressive than the Xue Clan's own regenerative abilities.