A series of sword lights rose from the ground, and the bright sword light was extremely dazzling, making dozens of people including Zhang Yong feel cold in their hearts and retreat one after another.
"I have a sword that can kill sneaky people!"
Ye Cheng's body moved, and the cursed sword slashed across the air, and the sword energy flew past like ice rain.
Between the lightning and flint, lines of blood exploded like fireworks, and human heads were sprinkled high into the sky.
Bang bang bang!!!
Thirteen heads fell to the ground one by one!
Kill thirteen people with one sword!
The red blood became the main theme.
The hairs on Zhang Yong's body stood up, and he fell into a mental state of extreme fear. His eyes protruded and he stared at Ye Cheng who was right in front of him. His voice trembled: "Devil Ghost! Why are you here!
"
Zhang Yong is also considered a master of the Qin Dynasty, and the thirteen brothers he brought with him are also long-established strong men, but they can't even block the sword of the demon ghost!
The power of the demon ghost has exceeded his imagination!
"I will judge you and send you to hell!" Ye Cheng raised the cursed sword and pointed it at Zhang Yong.
"Devil Ghost, how dare you appear in the capital of the Great Qin Dynasty! If your whereabouts are exposed, do you know what will be waiting for you! The emperor-level experts from the Tiandao Sect will come in person. By then, you will only die.
!" Cold sweat continued to ooze out of Zhang Yong's palms. Looking at the heads of his thirteen brothers from the corner of his eye, his heart was trembling.
"I won't worry about whether I'm dead or not. I'll send you to hell first!" Ye Cheng sneered, raised his cursed sword, and slashed at Zhang Yong.
With a clang, Zhang Yong quickly took out his long sword to block, but his strength was no match for him. He was knocked back repeatedly, and a wisp of blood spilled from the corner of his mouth.
So strong!
Zhang Yong did not dare to fight Ye Cheng head-on, so he ran away and slashed at the black barrier with his sword!
As long as he leaves the barrier, he can notify the eldest prince Qin Tian. When the time comes, the demon ghost will definitely be unable to escape!
"It's too slow!"
With a sneer on his lips, Ye Cheng took a step forward, raised his sword, and the sword energy fell like a rainstorm of pear blossoms, blocking Zhang Yong's path!
Zhang Yong was blocked in one place and had some sword marks on his body.
"Damn it!" Zhang Yong cursed angrily. He tried to break through the barrier, but he couldn't break it in a short time, and Ye Cheng was approaching again.
"We just have to fight!"
Zhang Yong no longer held anything back, raised his energy and blood to the extreme, and headed towards Ye Cheng.
But with just three moves, Zhang Yong's defense and offensive were shattered one by one by Ye Cheng. The cursed sword had a strange suppressive effect, and Ye Cheng's swordsmanship had reached an extreme level, which Zhang Yong could not compete with now.
With a sneer, Ye Cheng's cursed sword glowed with deep black flames, crushing Zhang Yong's strength. The sword pierced through Zhang Yong's body and nailed Zhang Yong to the wall.
"Ghost! You can't kill me! If I die, the eldest prince Qin Tian will never let you go! Tiandao Sect will never let you go! Don't kill me!" Zhang Yong's face was distorted, and the vitality in his body was quickly swallowed up.
His wrinkled skin turned yellow, his energy and energy suddenly dropped to the extreme, and his voice was filled with the deepest fear.
"There is no one I can't kill." Ye Cheng's expression remained unchanged, his pupils with a cold glow remained cold, and he calmly stabbed the cursed sword forward a little further, basically cutting off Zhang Yong's life.
"Don't... don't kill me!" Zhang Yong could no longer resist, his eyes were dull and his voice was hoarse.
"Soon you will beg me to kill you! If you don't like bringing your brothers to humiliate her, then I will also let you taste the feeling of being ravaged by hundreds of strong men!" Ye Cheng sneered, his pupils
There is a ghostly light in his eyes, and he exerts his eye power to the extreme.
Immediately, Zhang Yong's eyes became more and more dull, and he felt that the scene around him was constantly changing, and he came to the deepest part of purgatory!
Here, he was completely defenseless and surrounded by hundreds of strong men.
Then, Zhang Yong let out the most desperate scream!
"Kill me! Kill me quickly!" Zhang Yong's nails dug into his flesh and blood, and he kept roaring!
"Enjoy it! In this inhuman torture until death!" Ye Cheng sneered coldly.
Then, Ye Cheng turned his head and glanced at Song Xiaoyan, who was still trembling in a corner. He looked at the girl who was ranked fourth on the beauty list of the Qin Dynasty and said indifferently: "Stay here and wait until I judge the other beasts. I will come
Take you away!"
"Thank...thank you!"
Although Song Xiaoyan, who had been controlled all this time, was still frightened, her fear of the demon ghost was reduced a little when she heard the screams of Zhang Yong, a beast.
"You're welcome, you should have had the best youth..."
Ye Cheng suppressed his violence and tried to sound gentler.
The next moment, Ye Cheng's murderous intent surged again, turning into a stream of light and disappearing.
At this moment, in the room of Zhao Ling, who was ranked sixth on the beauty list of the Great Qin Dynasty, Liu Yi slapped Zhao Ling hard on the face and ordered: "Kneel down for me, bitch!"
Zhao Ling's cheeks were burning. She had received countless slaps, but she could only crawl on her knees regardless of any resistance.
"Hahahahaha!"
Liu Yi smiled wantonly: "Zhao Ling, do you still remember how noble you were back then! How dare a bitch like you refuse me! Look at your lowly appearance now, you are really worse than a dog! Now you are me
My slave! Do you know!"
"Answer me!" Liu Yi shouted.
"I know... I know!" Zhao Ling's voice was hoarse and she was holding back tears.
"Speak louder and tell me what you are to me!" Liu Yi said wildly.
"I am your slave..." Zhao Ling bit her thin lips, feeling that life would be worse than death.
"What an out-and-out bitch!"
Liu Yi pinched both cheeks of Zhao Ling with one hand, forcibly raised Zhao Ling's beautiful face, and sneered: "Do you know what I will do to you next? I will train you to be the most undignified slave in the world. I will
Let you taste the torture of this world! This is the retribution for rejecting me back then! Now, say it loudly, say that you are a bitch, say it!"
There were tears in Zhao Ling's eyes, and all the words were stuck in his throat. His body was trembling, and he burst out word by word: "I...I am a...I am a..."
"You are not a bitch! You are a representative of beauty! The bitch is this ugly and wretched man in front of you!"
Suddenly, a cold voice sounded faintly!
"who!"
Liu Yi's face changed drastically, and the wind surged around him. He stared at the surroundings with vigilance. Behind Zhao Ling, a black shadow gradually emerged, and a man wearing a Shura mask descended like a demon!
"Demon Ghost!"
Liu Yi widened his eyes and immediately sent a message to the eldest prince Qin Tian, but found that the surrounding space was completely sealed!
"It's me!"
Ye Cheng gently lifted Zhao Ling up, pulled him behind him, and said calmly: "Do you want to kill this beast?"
Zhao Ling trembled, bit her thin lips, and nodded: "I think!"