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 the fight 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 fight, 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% Yuan Gong, and the long halberd rolled violently towards 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 used her swords and brushes to meet the halberd and block it, combining strength and softness. Resist the power of magic.
It's a pity that even though her magic skills are wonderful and Yong Yue Ji never looks back, she still can't resist the devil's knowing blow.
Immediately, there was a muffled buzzing sound, and all the whisks and swords flew away from her hands. Yong Yue Ji staggered back seven or eight steps, and finally fell down, causing her mouth to spatter with vermilion.
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, he 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 cricket, 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 awkwardly: "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 the body, splitting the clear shadow into two halves from top to bottom!
Blood sprayed everywhere in an instant, and Yong Yueji, who was close, 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. You 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 there was quite a rift between her and Qingying, seeing the other party's tragic death on the spot, she could not help but pity her. She only hoped that Yong Yueji would recognize the current situation as a hero and stop risking her life. Fight against each other.
Yong Yue Ji slumped to the ground, her originally bright and beautiful eyes had long since lost all their sparkle, her delicate body trembled as she said sadly and indignantly: "You must obey the orders of the young master. Even if we are shattered into pieces, we have to drag you, the devil king, with us." Underworld!"
After she said this, she suddenly closed her eyes, 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 were broken and the formation was completely scattered. With the cultivation of these women, how could they shake Ye Xingge in the slightest?
As if the halberd entered an uninhabited land, it instantly shredded the sky full of silver flowers. It was Shura who opened the way for extradition.
At the critical moment, he suddenly saw a dazzling golden light piercing 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 I didn't know where it came from, but it had already reached a very close distance.
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 awe-inspiring, and the sword blade pierced down, finally nailing 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.
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 beards floating around, which further accentuated his air of Taoist immortality.
Facing Ye Xingge, who stood 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. Then could you be 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 get into trouble!"
While he was talking, he saw a pretty maid in blue rushing towards her, but 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 realized that the body that had lost its human shape and was covered with internal organs 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 deep 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 really 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 remember 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 them all?"
