Chapter 2337: The Power of Elements (3)
Translator : Raz P., White Sky
Once Mo Yuxun got close to her…
Shen Yanxiao could almost imagine her own appearance of lacking the strength to truss a chicken.
Escape was the only option for Shen Yanxiao; as the others present had been trapped in battle, it would
be extremely dicult for Taotie and the others if they wanted to get out. As for Xiu, he was currently
ghting Satan, and the slightest mistake would lead to an unimaginable outcome.
Shen Yanxiao immediately took out a bottle of acceleration potion, then she raised her head and poured
it down at once, after which she ran with her two short legs.
Mo Yuxun was so fast that even if Shen Yanxiao had sped up, she still could not distance herself from him.
“Smelly boy, bullying me now while my strength is sealed; if you have the ability, wait till I recover my
strength ah!” Shen Yanxiao shouted while running. In fact, even if she regained her strength, this strength
was still unable to compete with Mo Yuxun. However, it should not be forgotten that she was a second
stage professional Summoner! If she made use of the power of the Summoner transformed from the
Warlock to the fullest, she could kill the other party even if they were beyond her level. If Shen Yanxiao
were still human, with the power of the ve races and the skills of an Archer and Warlock, even if she
could not defeat Mo Yuxun, at least she could temporarily suppress him. How could she be in a dicult
situation, running madly all the way like this?
Ever since Shen Yanxiao came into this world, she had never been so depressed like this.
Mo Yuxun’s gure ashed in front of Shen Yanxiao, and his slender body stood in her way.
Shen Yanxiao stopped at once. It seemed that she couldn’t beat Mo Yuxun at speed.
The integration of the seven races was indeed powerful.
“Don’t resist. I don’t want to hurt you.” Mo Yuxun frowned at Shen Yanxiao, and his frosty face seemed to
reveal a trace of struggle.
“Do you really think I’ll just let my hands be tied and wait to be caught?” Shen Yanxiao raised her eyebrow
slightly. Until now, Shen Yanxiao couldn’t feel any killing intent from Mo Yuxun. As he said, he probably
didn’t want to hurt her.
But why was that?
Shen Yanxiao was not sure why Mo Yuxun was so kind to her, but this trace of kindness was not enough
for Mo Yuxun to betray Satan.
“You can’t beat me.” Mo Yuxun frowned and looked at Shen Yanxiao who was on guard.
“I, Shen Yanxiao, will only die in battle; I will not be a prisoner of war.” Shen Yanxiao spoke proudly.
The Demon Lord could ght to death, she could not surrender!
Even if you used your toes to think, you could tell the reason why Mo Yuxun wanted to capture her. She
would rather die than become Satan’s new vessel; she would never be part of Satan.
Mo Yuxun’s frown grew deeper, and he could see that Shen Yanxiao was serious.
“Sorry, I have to take you.” Mo Yuxun took a deep breath, his eyes narrowed slightly and a trace of
sadness ashed through his eyes, after which his body was covered with a powerful force.
The overwhelming pressure directly attacked Shen Yanxiao’s body, and had it not been for the armor
around her body, it was feared that Shen Yanxiao would now be suering from internal injuries.
Mo Yuxun’s blow was calculated. He really didn’t want to kill Shen Yanxiao, so all the pressure he released
just now was to limit Shen Yanxiao’s movement.
Under the pressure, Shen Yanxiao was unable to move, cold sweat sprang up from her forehead and slid
down her fair skin to her neck.
Shen Yanxiao had never been so overpowered as she was now; the strength given by the integration of
the seven races had far exceeded her expectations.
Limiting Shen Yanxiao’s movement, Mo Yuxun nally reached out to her.
