Just when Yu Bingru was having doubts, he suddenly heard Ye Xingge's clear and clear voice: "Yes, this formation can handle hundreds of my moves, which is worthy of careful consideration. But you won't be able to continue fighting until you are at the end of the crossbow."
It’s boring, let’s just stop the formation.”
Although Yong Yue Ji was sweating profusely, her moves were not slow at all. She gasped after hearing this: "Today is not a martial arts competition. If Mr. Ye wants to go out, he must step over my body!"
Ye Xingge said coldly: "I don't want to commit murder, especially for an outstanding person like you."
Yong Yue Ji's face turned red, she gritted her teeth and hummed: "Thank you for Mr. Ye's praise, I am not worthy of it."
Ye Xingge observed the words and expressions, knowing that it would be useless to talk more, so he simply raised another 20% of Yuan Gong, and the long halberd roared with thousands of fury, and fiercely attacked Yong Yue Ji.
This time Ye Xingge was determined to win, and his unparalleled potential immediately forced all four servants and maids to be unable to get close.
Yong Yueji only felt that her eyes were full of huge waves, and there was really no way to retreat. At that moment, she could only control her heart and bring her Nazhen Guiyuan strength to the top. She moved her swords and brushes together to meet the halberd and block it, combining strength and softness.
Resist the power of magic.
It's a pity that even though the magical skills are wonderful and Yue Yongji has no hesitation, she still can't resist the devil's knowing blow.
Immediately, there was a muffled buzzing sound, and all the whisks and swords were thrown away from her hands. Yongyue Ji staggered back seven or eight steps, and finally she couldn't stop herself and fell down. Her mouth was splashed with vermilion on the spot.
When the four servants and maidservants saw this, their expressions changed in horror, and they hurriedly stepped forward to take care of them. At this moment, they heard Yong Yue Ji yelling: "Sisters, don't panic, the master's order is very important!"
Amidst the shouting, I saw a clear shadow rushing towards her. He stood up to protect Yong Yue Ji and said, "Madam, please adjust your breathing for a while. I will leave the formation to my maid to command."
Before Yong Yue Ji could answer, Ye Xingge had already said coldly: "A person who shakes a tree like a flying fox, really wants to die?"
Qingying spat fiercely: "My young master has a clever plan. Today is destined to be the death day for a devil like you!"
Ye Xingge stared at Qingying's face that looked like a ghost, and said more and more confused: "It seems that you have realized something?"
Qingying froze and said calmly: "It is not a heroic act to take advantage of others' danger. I am willing to command this formation on my wife's behalf and fight another devil like you. I wonder if you dare - you!
——Uh-huh!”
Amidst the sudden screams, I saw the evil halberd passing through my body, splitting the clear shadow into two halves from top to bottom!
Blood sprayed everywhere in an instant, and Yong Yue Ji, who was close by, was showered all over her head and face. When she let out a exclamation, she almost fainted on the spot.
Ye Xingge swept his halberd across, pointed at Yong Yue Ji's heart, raised his eyebrows and snorted coldly: "Although I don't want to commit murder, I am not a Pusa who cuts meat to feed eagles. If you don't know how to advance or retreat anymore, don't blame me.
They are about to go on a killing spree."
There was a sudden silence in the field, and even Yu Bingru couldn't help but feel frightened. Although she and Qingying had a lot of dissatisfaction, she could not help but pity her when she saw the other party's tragic death on the spot. She only hoped that Yongyueji would recognize the current situation as a hero and stop risking her life.
Fight against.
Yong Yue Ji slumped to the ground, her originally bright and beautiful eyes had long since lost all their sparkle, her body trembling slightly as she said sadly and angrily: "Young Master, you must obey your orders. Even if we are shattered into pieces, we will drag you, the devil king, with us."
Underworld!"
After she said this, she suddenly closed her eyes tightly, and a strange pale color appeared on her face. Ye Xingge frowned when he saw this, and said coldly: "Drink poison to quench thirst, and fish with all the water. Since you don't know how to cherish your own feathers, then I
Why bother showing mercy?"
After he said that, he immediately came closer, his halberd struck with thunder, and he was about to kill Yong Yue Ji with one blow.
How could the four servants, four maids, and the surrounding girls just sit back and watch? They all tried their best to draw out their swords, vowing to stop the Demon King from showing off his power.
Unfortunately, the formation's eyes have been broken and the formation is completely scattered. With the cultivation of these women, how can they shake Ye Xingge in the slightest?
The halberd is like entering an uninhabited land, instantly crushing the sky full of silver flowers, it is Shura opening the way and extraditing the three ways.
At the critical moment, a dazzling golden light suddenly pierced the dark night, with a harsh and sharp sound, and the electricity shot towards Ye Xingge's chest. The powerful force seemed to flash out of thin air, and he had no idea where it came from, and it was already shot.
Just a stone's throw away.
Ye Xingge didn't even hesitate. He turned the halberd in an instant and moved it sideways. The golden light was suddenly thwarted and quickly spun around the snake blade.
Ye Xingge shouted sternly, and the halberd's edge penetrated down, and finally nailed the golden light firmly into the snow. Only then did he see clearly that it was a golden hairpin that had been broken into several pieces.
Ye Xingge's face moved slightly. At this moment, he saw an elegant figure falling into the field, barely blocking Yong Yue Ji's face.
The visitor was in his fifties, dressed in the attire of a Taoist cultivator, with a silver whisk in his hand and a three-foot long sword on his shoulder. His elegant face had three long strands of beard, which set off an air of Taoist immortality.
Facing Ye Xingge, who was standing proudly like Huan, he could only hear the man saying calmly: "It is indeed King Shura. It's been a long time since we last met."
Ye Xingge's expression was gloomy, he frowned and said solemnly: "To be able to produce such a hidden weapon, could you be the King of Jinyang, Wei Zhengqing?"
The visitor was startled and said: "King Shura has promoted me. How can a commoner from the mountain dare to marry the king?"
Ye Xingge shook his head and said: "It seems that Di Cangqiong is also ignorant. You can't be Jiang Roujie or Murong Zhuo. Could it be that you are from the Tang Sect in Central Sichuan?"
The visitor was even more stunned. At this moment, he suddenly heard the sound of footsteps behind him, and then an anxious female voice came: "Miss! My servant has asked the master, please don't let anything happen to you!"
While he was talking, he saw a pretty maid in blue rushing towards her. However, she was stunned by the blood all over Yong Yue Ji's body.
Fortunately, Yong Yueji opened her eyes in time, and her clear eyes could not tell whether she was happy or sad. She stood up and said quietly: "Linglong, don't be afraid, I am not seriously injured, but Qingmei was unfortunately poisoned by the devil."
The pretty maid in blue breathed a sigh of relief. After hearing this, she woke up and saw that her internal organs were all over her body, and the body that had lost its human shape was just a shadow. She couldn't help but feel sad. She pointed her halberd at Ye Xingge and scolded Ye Xingge: "You devil! You!
You are so cruel and ruthless, I, Linglong, will definitely kill you today to avenge Sister Qingying!"
Ye Xingge turned a deaf ear, just stared at the person who came, and said in a low voice: "You are father and daughter? So your surname is Gu too?"
The visitor paused for a moment when he heard Yong Yue Ji say in a seductive voice: "This demon king has a memory deficiency for some reason. Daddy doesn't need to be too concerned about it."
The visitor nodded slightly and said to Ye Xingge: "The mountain man Gu Tingzhou, whose Taoist name is Yunfu Sanren. Since King Shura has forgotten his past relationship, he naturally has no impression of the mountain man."
Ye Xingge's face was as dark as water, and he said coldly: "I have no impression of your name, but I am quite afraid of your appearance. Could it be that you were once my rival in the world of supremacy?"
Gu Tingzhou smiled bitterly and said: "It seems that even if the memory is lost, the hostility is still deep-rooted."
"Ahem...I wonder if King Shura can still think of the 'Eight Desolate Martial Arts'?"
Ye Xingge was silent when he heard the words. Gu Tingzhou sighed when he saw this and said: "West Kunlun Jingyu Divine Sect, East Taihang Bahuang Yuwu, King Shura has really forgotten all of them?"