Substitute Bride Phoenix, The Tyrant's Pampered Demon Empress

Expert assassins were undoubtedly the strongest, most valiant assassins in the Blood Feast headquarters. There was no need to question what they were capable of!

In any case, there was no way they alone could defeat several hundreds of them!

"Xuewu, you're too egotistical!" Exclaimed the former leader with slight resentment, as he instantly squinted.

A smile formed in the corner of Liu Rushuang's mouth. She didn't think it was being egotistical at all!

She didn't endure the raging flames that struck her once a year, just so she could feel the pain!

With the current cultivation level of her inner breath, she had very few opponents who could face her. However, she still lacked real battle experience and needed more practice, which was why she made such a request.

Mo Ye always followed' the orders from strong fighters with authority, but in this instant, his wicked eyes immediately looked strict. With one hand, he conjured a blue ball of inner breath and forcefully towards Liu Rushuang, his leader also known as Xuewu.

He wanted to become the leader, then make this cold and arrogant woman warm his bed!

Liu Rushuang smirked with an evil aura, then put her left hand behind her back and reached her right palm out. A ball of fire shot towards Mo Ye.

Mo Ye shuddered softly for a moment, then he forcefully pushed a blue ball of inner breath forward.

Liu Rushuang raised her brows and smiled, as she walked over to Mo Ye.

In that very moment, Ming Ye, Lin Ye, Mei Ye, and Qing'Er retreated to the sidelines. Besides Qing'Er who furrowed her brows slightly, the other three looked like they were enjoying a show.

As Liu Rushuang drew closer, Mo Ye felt like one his hands were about to burn from the flames and his chest felt increasingly painful. Evidentally, he used too much inner breath.

Liu Rushuang glared at the trace of pain in Mo Ye's dark eyes and his tightly pursed dark red lips. A thin layer of sweat dripped from his face whilst he increased the fire power in his hands.

Eventually, Mo Ye couldn't take it anymore and quickly withdrew his palms. At the same time, Liu Rushuang also withdrew her palm.

*Cough cough…* Mo Ye laid, sprawled on the floor, coughing up blood. He clutched onto his chest, kneeled and heaved, "I've offended you, milady. Please punish me!"

Liu Rushuang smiled wickedly and flatly said, "Mo Ye, you've got quite some nerve. If I lost, wouldn't I have been destroyed by your hand?"

Mo Ye kneeled on the floor in silence. He did in fact want to take her place.

Ming Ye, Lin Ye, and Mei Ye clenched their fists. In actuality, they also wanted to challenge this domineering woman.

Qing'Er walked up to her and asked, "Young Miss, are you alright?"

She was still a little worried that Liu Rushuang might've got hurt in attempt to resist the attack.

Liu Rushuang flashed a faint smile at Qing'Er and said, "I'm fine. This kind of power level can't hurt me."

Mo Ye's entire body trembled. He never imagined that he used all his strength, and yet he couldn't leave a single scratch on that woman. There were taces of disappointment in his wicked eyes. He had to work harder.

Liu Rushuang glanced at the other three clan masters who looked like they wanted to challenge her. Then, she looked down at the kneeling commander Mo Ye and flatly cried, "Guards!"

On the platform, the guards dressed in black immediately walked up to Liu Rushuang and kneeled. "At your service, milady!"

"Mo Ye disrespected me. Punish him with one hundred beatings," cried Liu Rushuang coldly with no emotions on her face.

Mo Ye, I hope that you remember this lesson. Without absolute certainty, don't hastily attack!

"Yes, milady!" The two guards retreated to look for those to carry out the punishment.

Ming Ye, Lin Ye and Mei Ye felt their hearts tremble, as they glared directly at Liu Rushuang who revealed no emotions in her eyes.

This woman really was ruthless. A hundred beatings would leave one barely alive. In an instant, they lost all intentions to challenge her. The torture was not worth it.

Qing'Er noticed that Mo Ye had turned pale in the face, then glanced at Liu Rushuang.

There was nothing to say. Besides… the Young Miss was always right with everything.