Yuye knew something was wrong and wanted to shout loudly, but colic hit her and she couldn't shout. When Taoist Xuanyang saw the other party using his ultimate move, he wanted to jump up. Unexpectedly, several vines sprouted from the blood river and bound him, dragging him into the whirlpool.
Everyone was involved in the whirlpool and could no longer fight. The blood river seemed to absorb their power, and they would be annihilated if they were not careful.
A blood lotus flower grew under Situ Ying's feet, carrying him and Yuye galloping on the blood river. Xuanyang shouted loudly: "You are trapped by love and cannot escape from my grasp. Just accept your fate!"
After landing, Situ Ying didn't look back and ran all the way with Yu Ye on his back. Yu Ye couldn't see his expression, but felt his tears flying in the corners of his eyes.
"What happened to Yuetong? What about the others?" she asked repeatedly.
The castle owner finally broke out and roared, "They sacrificed themselves to get us out of danger. Are you here, mother-in-law, letting us all die here? Let their sacrifices be in vain?"
"I'm just a passerby, it's not worth it!" Yuye cried on his shoulder with heartbreaking pain.
"You are a relative and a lover, and I am willing to do anything for you!" Even in times of extreme crisis, this guy still doesn't forget to express his feelings, which is really confusing.
After running wildly for half an hour, Situ Ying's speed did not slow down at all. At this time, Yu Ye's heart twisted repeatedly, and a mouthful of blood spurted on his shoulder.
"Sister Yuetong, what happened to her?"
Situ Ying didn't answer. In fact, both of them already knew the answer.
Yuye's heartache continued to increase, she gritted her teeth, and blood dripped down the Lord's shoulder. The castle master dodged into a nearby cave and put his palm against her back to help her resist the soul-binding technique.
Yu Ye regained her breath and said, "Fortmaster, Xuanyangzi just wants to use me to hold you back. Just leave me alone and run away. Maoshan is also a well-known and upright person and will not embarrass a weak woman like me."
Situ Ying was unmoved and still taught her the Kung Fu method. Yuye pushed him away with all his strength, "You idiot, why are you so stupid? You know it's a trap but you still jump in?"
The castle master suddenly took her into his arms, his movements were almost rough, "The night I met you, I had never seen such a beautiful girl. The primitive impulse occupied my heart. I only wanted to conquer you and possess you, but... I hurt you, and from then on I swore that as long as I live, no one will ever think of hurting you again."
Yuye was hugged tightly by him, unable to breathe, but her heart was very warm. She couldn't help but shout in her heart, what happened to me? I am a man, how can I have such emotions?
Situ Ying's fingers traced her face, "There are such beautiful faces in the world. It makes people's hearts move so much. They always linger in their dreams. The Demon Ancestor shows mercy. I, Situ Ying, am deeply trapped in it and cannot extricate myself."
Yuye wanted to break away instinctively, but he didn't have any strength.
"No matter in this life or the next, I, Situ Ying, just want to stay with you. What about glory and wealth? What about becoming an immortal? It's just a cloud in my eyes."
Yuye cried out in her heart and just wanted to break away. She thought to herself: I am a beauty and you are a beast. They are irrelevant, but her body is very honest and she can enjoy such tenderness.
At this moment, a sigh came from outside the cave, "The two of you are deeply in love. It's time for me to end our relationship. I have been waiting outside for a long time."
Situ Ying lowered his head and kissed her cheek, "What should come will eventually come, it's time to see the truth." He stood up, his tall figure filled his sight. Yuye wanted to speak, but tears welled up and he was choked with sobs.
The wind outside was bleak, Xuanyang was alone, and his figure was a little lonely. "I underestimated your people. Their will and belief are admirable. They even fought for my Twelve Heavenly Cavalry and died together."
Situ Ying responded coldly: "I'm not surprised at all, because they have never disappointed me. It's just that you dare to stand in front of me alone, which is beyond my expectation."
"Yes, if things go on in the past, I will definitely avoid it after weighing the pros and cons, but it is related to the rise and fall of my Maoshan, so I can only move forward bravely."
"You are a submissive Taoist priest, but you do have some heroic spirit. We are each our own masters. We live and die by our fate. How happy it is to wipe away our grudges with one sword!"
Situ Ying drew out the Liuling knife. The knife was five feet long and its entire body was as ice-like. Cold air permeated the surrounding area, and the surrounding ice and snow condensed, forming a world covered in silver.
Xuanyang's face turned serious and he said solemnly: "Being able to fight against the Lord of Fuyun Castle is also a blessing in my life. I feel extremely honored."
The name of his sword is "Zhu Mo". The blade is narrow and long, and it follows a light path. Situ Yingfei stepped forward, and the two weapons collided and strangled each other. Xuanyang was obviously at a disadvantage and was knocked back several feet away. A groove was shoveled on the snow.
Yuye leaned against the entrance of the cave and looked out. Although this guy spent some energy to heal his wounds, he was still extremely powerful. His moves were so devastating that Xuanyang could only retreat.
After a few moves, Xuanyang was forced to the cliff, with his back pressed against the bluestone, unable to retreat. He gritted his teeth to block Situ Ying's tide-like offensive, and silently recited a spell. The mist rose and filled the valley, making it impossible to see.
Situ Ying used his weapon to force him to the corner, and sneered: "You want to use a little trick to get away, but it seems that you are at the end of your rope."
Seeing that Xuanyang could no longer hold on, two swords suddenly stretched out from the mist and stabbed into Situ Ying's weak side without any sound. He roared angrily, and the protective energy came out majesticly, forcing the enemy back. At the same time, the mist dissipated, restoring the quiet snowy field.
On both sides of Xuanyang, the twelve heavenly knights lined up on both sides. Their faces were black and gray, and they stood motionless.
The castle master was injured and flew back. Seeing this situation, he pointed angrily, "So it's Maoshan's Corpse Control Technique? You actually manipulated the corpse of your comrade who just died in the battle. You are really cruel and ruthless."
Xuanyang was unmoved and responded coldly: "Each of us Maoshan disciples buries the Corpse Control Talisman in their body when they enter the school and swears to contribute a second power to the sect. What's wrong with this?"
He was so righteous, but Situ Ying couldn't find any argument to refute, so he could only sneer and say: "It turns out that you, the noble and upright people, who wantonly destroyed the corpses of your companions, are actually justified. I have opened my eyes today."
Seeing that the castle master was injured, Yuye's heart felt like a knife. She shouted loudly: "Taoist Master Xuanyang, I am a person of destiny. The secrets in my body are more important than the Lingyin grass. I am willing to go with you. Please let the castle master go." !”
Xuanyang smiled and said: "You should remind Pindao that I have changed my mind now. I have everything I want!"
Situ Ying spat: "You are greedy, you will never succeed." The ice knife in his hand was like the sun shooting from the sky, purple flames rose all over his body, and the wounds on both sides slowly healed.
"You actually used the formless demonic power. It seems that you and Pindao are fighting to the death today."
Xuanyang drove the Twelve Heavenly Cavalry to fly over. Situ Ying swung his sword, the mountain shook and the ground was lifted up. Countless ice flakes turned into sharp blades and flew, piercing the Twelve Heavenly Cavalry into hedgehogs.
But the zombie's action was just a block, then he waved his palm to sweep away the ice and flew over. The master of the castle charged into the enemy group with his sword, and the sword was dazzled by the light and shadow of the sword.
After a few rounds, he stabbed the zombie through the chest. The zombie did not fall, but counterattacked crazily, creating a long wound on Situ Ying's shoulder. However, it healed quickly with a flash of purple flames.
Xuanyang laughed loudly, "I can't kill these zombies at all, unless you chop them into pieces piece by piece, you will be exhausted."
Situ Ying ran rampant in the zombie array, slashing and killing zombies with their limbs flying around. These unconscious monsters swarmed up and he had a few more scars on his body, but they healed quickly.
Xuanyang smiled and said: "The phaseless magic power consumes the most mana. How long can you hold on?" Seeing the precarious situation, Yuye scratched his head and scratched his head in anxiety, but he couldn't help.
Situ Ying suddenly let out a strange roar, and the extremely cold breath spread around. The zombies were instantly frozen into ice sculptures with different shapes, standing motionless.
Xuanyang nodded: "The power of the 'Jedi Deep Cold' of the Ye Kuang clan is indeed extraordinary, but these are completely under my control." He lightly twisted his fingertips, and the zombies exploded, turning into ice blades flying all over the sky. Situ was caught off guard and hurriedly protected him. Although his body's true energy resisted, many ice knives still broke through the defense and pierced his body.
His eyes were stern as he watched the wounds on his body heal, "Using the corpses of your companions to the extreme to squeeze out the last bit of use value, your cunning and ruthlessness have opened my eyes."
Xuanyang also responded coldly, "Your phaseless magic power has almost reached its limit. Stop now and hand over the fairy grass and the girl. Maybe you can save your life."
"You are dreaming, I will kill you, a despicable villain, even if I die!"
Situ Ying swung the Liuling knife in his hand against the wind, and slashed the head with the giant sword that was more than ten feet long. Before the knife could reach him, the cold air hit him, and his blood seemed to freeze.
Xuanyang quickly mobilized Jiuzhen Qi to fight against Zhihan. At the same time, he ducked back and struck the ground with the Liuling Sword. The earth collapsed. Countless ice lings turned into ten thousand swords and fired in volley. Xuanyang flew back and stirred the airflow into a vortex shield with his left hand. Only then did he stop the fierce offensive.
Then Xuanyang sacrificed his weapon, and the boneless knife flew like feathers all over the sky. Situ Ying shook the blade, turning it into countless icicles that collided with it, and the silver light illuminated the night sky.
The two men fought fiercely, fighting between dragons and tigers. It was so exciting that Yuye was so mesmerized that he couldn't help but walk out of the cave and stand on the snow, his body frozen but unaware of it.
Situ Ying's weapons were powerful and soon suppressed Xuanyang with a crushing force. The weapons were smashed together, and the boneless sword was at a disadvantage. The castle master's face was ferocious, black energy was rising all over his body, and his magic power was at its peak. Xuanyang retreated step by step and was about to be crushed into powder by the overwhelming force of Mount Tai at any time.
"Demon Dao, suffer death!" Situ Ying shouted angrily, the ice flashed with black light, and the boneless knives scattered. The ice turned into a white rainbow and struck Xuanyang's top door.
The Taoist priest did not dodge or dodge, and struck directly at Yu Ye who was watching the battle in the snow with the broken blade of his boneless sword. This move really worked. The castle master turned around to save him and blocked continuously to resolve the crisis.
"Shameless monster, extremely despicable!" Situ Ying cursed angrily.
Xuanyang sneered back: "You are as ugly as a wild beast. How can you imitate others and be a love saint? You don't feel ashamed when you look in the mirror?"
The two bickered for a few words, and then fell into a bitter fight. Within ten moves, Xuanyang was defeated again. He repeated his old trick, and the boneless hand was released, turning into a spiritual snake and attacking Yuye directly. Situ Ying rushed back to rescue him, but just as he stopped the boneless knife attack, Xuanyang stepped forward silently and pierced Situ Ying's vest with a short blade...
