Hu Yanqing's physical body collapsed and his soul was directly shattered. At the moment his body exploded, a strange flame flew out of the wreckage and wanted to escape.

"I still want to escape?!"

The sword light was like thunder, and the true mark of the Battle of the Warrior appeared on the sword blade. A sword swept across it. Only a "click" sound was heard. Under the overwhelming artistic conception of the Battle of the Warrior, the almost escaped demon spirit had nowhere to hide, and turned into a bloody forehead and fell into the rocks. The blood demon's hunched bones had faint wings on its back.

The demonic energy in my body ran wildly. I suddenly trembled all over. I supported the Immortal Bone Sword with my palm and took a few steps back. A mouthful of blood was spewed out. A little demonic energy had been inhaled in my body. I hurriedly used the true solution of the Battle Demon Art to resolve it. Just a wisp of demonic energy was enough to control a saint, and even "planted" such a blood demon spirit in the saint's body. It can only be said that the Nine Nether Demon Emperor is really powerful.

"You dare to kill two generals from General Zhenyuan's Mansion, you are looking for death!"

A Holy Land general holding a sword in his hand roared and roared: "Eat me a knife!"

The sword intent rolls, and the sky is everywhere.

"Xiaoxuan, back up."

In my ears, my cousin's voice fluttered, and her figure was already standing in front of me as soon as she swept. The silver phoenix war spear was raised, and the phoenix magic spear suddenly rose, turning into a surging fire rain, directly suppressing the sword force of the saint general, with anger in her beautiful eyes: "Hu Yanqing has been beaten out of the demon spirit, but you ignore it and want to be accomplice for the tiger. I think you are also a blood demon."

"A mere patrolman dares to challenge the General's Mansion. I think you are seeking death!"

"Who is looking for death may be possible!"

My cousin smiled slightly, her graceful body blew out the holy light, and twenty-eight holy veins were clear, and the silver phoenix warriors were dancing to fight with this saint. Just as I said before, I was defeated, my cousin fought, my cousin was defeated, and Su Yan fought. Unless we all fell down, no one would have thought of stepping into the Buwang Mansion!

...

"Are you okay?"

Li Qingyin floated over and took me away from the battlefield. She gently held my wrist with her palm, and a pure holy aura suddenly came over, greatly increasing the speed of healing.

"It's okay." I shook my head, but looked at the people in the Bahuang Tower in the sky, and said, "Be careful of Li Ping, he may be our most terrible enemy."

"Um."

Lin Muzhao, Dan Tai Yao and others also came over, while Fan Qingyan and Shang Zhuyue watched their cousin's battle with the sword-holding saint, which was very important to them.

On the battlefield, flames and frost were intertwined, and my cousin's body could hardly be captured by the naked eye, turning into a dazzling fire phoenix magic figure, flying like a butterfly in the tide of sword intent. In terms of combat power, this saint holding the sword was probably even stronger than Hu Yanqing. The dignified General Zhenyuan Mansion is indeed well-known, and it is extremely powerful to take out a few saints.

However, the Silver Phoenix Spear was almost completely burned red with thousands of spiritual patterns activated. The power in one swing was comparable to that of the giant mountain. The sword-holding saint gradually could not catch the moves. Even when the sword collided with the Silver Phoenix, his palms trembled a little, and his power was completely suppressed, his face was pale, and he seemed to never think that he would be defeated by a half-saint.

"laugh--"

The flames suddenly surged, and my cousin activated the world of Zhenfeathers. The fire feathers were shaking, and the immortal bird was in full swing. The sword-holding saint shouted suddenly. The already sacred body actually caught fire in the world of Zhenfeathers. The flames ignited from both legs and arms, and finally affected the whole body. The whole person turned into a fire man and fell into the mountains.

Another saint was destroyed!

...

My cousin stood in the air, her slender snow legs looming in her dress. Yinhuang fought with Ge, and pointed directly at the tens of thousands of people in General Zhenyuan's Mansion. She said in a clear voice: "Poor General Zhenyuan's Mansion, you have been used as guns. Don't you understand now? There is no demon tree at all, but the truth is that Murong Jia has been demonized long ago. She is the initiator of everything. Can't you still see clearly?"

Some generals and soldiers were in panic.

"Sir Suogu!"

Shang Zhuyue had anger in her beautiful eyes and said, "As the Ministry of Revenue, can't you really tell the right and wrong?! Two consecutive generals of General Zhenyuan's mansion have been proven to be controlled by the blood demon. Murong Jia is absolutely inseparable from this matter. Could it be that you have to continue to help her and attack the Bu Prince's Mansion? The truth of this matter will be revealed one day. Then, it depends on how you explain to Your Majesty. Not to mention yes, I am afraid that the entire Ministry of Revenue will be implicated!"

Fan Qingyan's beautiful eyes were like the moon: "Mr. Minister of Revenue, you are the veteran left by the Emperor Shenyan. You should know what to do, so you won't continue to pretend to be confused, right?"

A group of war generals from the Ministry of Revenue were shaken and looked at Suogu one by one.

Suo Gu narrowed his eyes and finally looked at Murong Jia, saying, "Murrong Nushi, you seem to give me an explanation, Qu Peng and Hu Yanqing, why did the two generals of General Zhenyuan's mansion become puppets of the blood demon?"

Murong Jia couldn't help laughing: "My lord, even you, the saint, didn't even notice that their blood was controlled by the demonic energy. How could I, a mere sword saint, notice it? What I did was just to mobilize troops from the nearby General Zhenyuan Mansion and follow His Majesty's imperial approval to come and kill the demon trees hidden in the Bu Prince's Mansion. What's wrong with that?"

She looked calm: "Take a step back. Even if you want to investigate, you should investigate General Zhenyuan's Mansion. It's not my turn, right?"

"snort!"

Suo Gu turned around, waved his arm, and said, "In this matter... I don't want to continue interfering. Murong Jia, I warn you not to play with fire*. Her Majesty the Queen will not allow you to deceive!"

A murderous intent flashed in Murong Jia's eyes.

At this time, Li Ping, the owner of the northern territory of Bahuanglou, seemed to have shown signs of retreating, and his sleeves flapped gently, saying, "Murong Nushi, it seems that before the existence of the demon tree is confirmed, my Bahuanglou is not suitable to participate in this battle."

"you……"

Murong Jia was trembling with anger, with a strong murderous intent in her beautiful eyes. She turned around and looked at the army of the Bu Prince's Mansion and shouted: "What are you waiting for? Attack me, step on the Bu Prince's Mansion, and kill the demon tree! In my hand, I am the imperial edict of His Majesty the Queen. Do you want to resist the order?"

She raised the imperial criticism high, and suddenly a magical image of the empress burst out from the imperial criticism, turning into the appearance of the empress Dongfang Wan, the only empress of Tianxin.

Everyone felt a sense of awe, especially the people from General Zhenyuan's Mansion. They were originally soldiers. Even if they didn't want to fight, they had to bite the bullet and fight. Several generals all drew their swords, pointed at the army of Prince Bu's Mansion, and shouted in a low voice: "Attack, step on the Prince Bu's Mansion!"

The inscriptions on the chariot were skyrocketing, and the sound of wild beasts blew up, and the army of General Zhenyuan's mansion came overwhelmingly.

Immediately afterwards, the Yu tribe army on the other side also urged the war horses to start and start to attack. The eyes of the Yu tribe's children were full of anger. They care about the Yu Sheng, and Zhang Xiuping was killed by me, and they wanted to take revenge. If this revenge is not avenged today, the Yu tribe will never raise their heads in Zhongzhou.

...

"Clam!"

Kong Yang drew out his sword, raised it high, and said, "Bright Moon Army, start a war!"

My cousin also waved the battle spear gently, and the Zhongzhou City Defense Force also began to move, and a battle had begun.

The battle between the Bu Prince's Mansion and the Yu tribe finally came.

Murong Jia's expression became ferocious, and his sharp sword turned into a bloody color and flew over the crowd. Dozens of heads flew up. The Mingyue Army was instantly killed dozens of people. A powerful sword intent swept past and overturned hundreds of people. The sword in Murong Jia's hand surged with sharp blood, attacked Shang Zhuyue straight, and shouted: "Die, Shang Zhuyue!"

Shang Zhuyue also sacrificed the magnificent sword intent. As the sword saint, his fighting intention was undefeated!

"Peng~~~"

The two sword intents collided together, and an incredible scene happened. Shang Zhuyue flew out directly, and a blood rain fell into the air. With just one move, the sword saint was defeated!

"Clam~~"

The second sword, Fan Qingyan's long sword, was directly shattered, and the person was shocked to fly backwards, vomiting blood.

After losing two sword saints in a row, the power of the Nine Nether Demon Emperor has recovered to an extremely terrifying level.

"Stop her!"

My cousin and Li Qingyin attacked almost from left to right. The Phoenix Technique set off a huge fire. The text of the Confucian Saint Sword Book spread out in the air like an ocean. When the three forces were intertwined, they made a shocking sound. However, no more than five moves, the two of them retreated together and were both injured.

"brush……"

Murong Jia stepped out of the flames, describing her appearance as if she had become very ferocious and terrifying. Her eyes were as bloody as her clothes were supported, and a pair of gray flesh wings appeared. Even her fingers had sharp claws. Her skin became dark and dry. Her whole body was filled with a violent aura. At this time, no one would doubt her identity anymore. This was a blood demon comparable to the titled Sword Saint!

"Everyone back!"

The cousin raised the silver phoenix in his hand, forcing Dan Tai Yao, Lin Muzhao and others back one after another, saying, "It's not worth dying in her hands."

"That's right."

A familiar voice came from the clouds in the sky. Then, the master Shangguan Ziyi's holy shadow appeared, holding the white deer sword in his hand, filled with transcendent fairy charm, looking at Murong Jia with beautiful eyes, and said, "Murong Nushi, you are willing to become a puppet of the blood demon? It's really heartbreaking."

Murong Jia suddenly looked up and looked violent: "Shangguan Ziyi, why are you pretending to be hypocritical? What a bullshit sword saint, let's see how I destroyed you today!"

With a "Teng", "Murong Jia"'s body soared into the sky, and his sharp claws swung out a demon emperor's magic figure, covering the entire sky. He straight claws tear apart countless spatial rules and blasted over with rolling thunder.

The master looked calm, pinched the sword technique with his hands, and controlled the power, and the white deer sword turned into a slash!

"Clam~~~~"

The sword seemed to be slashed on steel, but it did not cut off the palm of "Murong Jia"'s hand, but the sword was so powerful that it still suppressed it. In mid-air, Murong Jia condensed the demonic energy again, and his sharp claws passed by again with the force of tearing the sky to pieces.
Chapter completed!