"I was entrusted by someone to come here to save you."
As he spoke, the man in white waved his sleeves, and the broken cauldron appeared, and he took the four palace ladies inside.
"Who are you?"
"Ximen Chuixue?"
Princess Yifang likes to collect anecdotes from all over the world, and she is very familiar with these sudden masters.
The appearance and clothes of the man in front of him quickly reminded people of the swordsman who only appeared for a moment and then suddenly disappeared.
But for some reason, she felt that the man in front of her seemed to give her an inexplicable sense of familiarity.
This is a woman's intuition, which makes no sense.
The man in white nodded without saying anything.
"I dare to ask, senior, who is entrusted by you?"
When Princess Yifang heard him say that she was entrusted by someone, she was suddenly surprised and thought of the man who made her worried.
"We'll discuss this later. Let me deal with these stinky turtles first!"
The sword light in the man's hand flashed, and a long sword as black as ink appeared in his hand.
"cut!"
A cold and chilling voice came from Ximen Chuixue's mouth, and the cold sword light suddenly lit up. As the voice fell, the long sword in Ximen Chuixue's hand also struck out slowly and quickly.
At this moment, Prime Minister Turtle, who was still swimming forward, suddenly felt a terrible murderous aura emerging from his body.
"not good!"
Prime Minister Turtle looked horrified. He didn't understand why the Green Dragon Demon King suddenly went crazy. Just as he was about to send a message to ask, Du Shi felt a sharp pain coming from his belly, and then his eyes were completely illuminated by a snow-white sword light. .
"What a powerful sword spirit..."
Prime Minister Turtle murmured to himself, and then his whole body was torn apart by the sharp sword light. Even his turtle shell, which could withstand the attack of a first-level monk, was also chopped into pieces in an instant under the sword. broken into pieces.
The vast and unparalleled sword light, with Prime Minister Turtle as the center, swept across the hundreds of miles of Xuanjiang River in an instant. Wherever the sword light passed, thousands of shrimps, soldiers and crab generals were all killed by the sword light, without missing a single one.
The water surface of Baili Xuanjiang River was dyed blood red in an instant, and the broken limbs of monster beasts were floating everywhere.
He Ping'an didn't have the slightest psychological burden to kill these shrimp soldiers and crab generals. Each of these monster beasts was riddled with evil energy, and it was obvious that they had eaten more than one person.
Even if they were all killed, no one would be innocent.
"Uh-huh!"
A turtle-shaped shadow appeared several miles away, flickered, and then fled into the distance.
"You little bastard reacted quickly, and the soul actually escaped."
He Pingan's eyes flashed coldly, and the black sword in his hand was about to be chopped off.
"You can't kill me, the Green Dragon Demon King won't let you go."
Prime Minister Turtle Xuying felt that he was locked in a murderous aura, and he quickly threatened.
"Do you think I can pretend to be him, the Green Dragon Demon King, and still live?"
He Ping'an chuckled lightly and slashed out with a sword. The cold sword light spanned a distance of several miles and struck the phantom.
The demon king is also dead. Daxuan is indeed a forbidden land for the demon clan. If he had known it earlier, he should not have come to Daxuan... The last thought flashed through his heart, and Prime Minister Gui completely fell, and his soul was destroyed.
"Uh-huh!"
The figure flashed, Ximen Chuixue, dressed in white, stood on the seven-colored clouds. Next to him stood Princess Yifang, dressed in a red wedding dress, floating on the blood-red river.
Under the illumination of the setting sun, the Baili Blood River glowed with blood, as if the sky and the earth were all blood-red.
Two slender figures, one red and one white, stood floating in the air, their skirts fluttering, like banished immortals. They looked slightly out of place in such a place filled with blood and light.
Kill thousands of monsters without any blood on your clothes...
At this time, Princess Yifang was released from the restraints on her body by He Ping'an and regained her freedom. Looking at the corpses of monsters and beasts in front of her, she couldn't help but sigh with emotion.
It was still a near-death situation just now, but the sword fairy Ximen Chuixue took action and immediately solved her predicament.
"Senior, I wonder who entrusted you with this?"
Princess Yifang asked with hope.
"An old man."
He Pingan asked.
"An old man?"
Princess Yifang asked doubtfully.
"Yes, a bad old man wearing a sloppy Taoist robe, called San crazy Taoist."
He Ping'an explained with an emphasis on his tone, as if this was the only way he could hide his guilty conscience.
"Dragon-riding Martial Saint, three crazy Taoists?"
Princess Yifang looked confused. Although she was Princess Daxuan, she did not know the three crazy Taoists.
He was even more curious in his heart as to why the Dragon-riding Martial Saint could think of saving him but didn't come in person.
He Ping'an felt that he was getting more and more wrong with what he said, so he simply stopped explaining, glanced at the dark clouds in the distance, frowned and said: "You should hide in the small cauldron first, the demon from the East China Sea is coming."
When Princess Yifang heard this, she didn't believe it at first, but then she glanced into the distance.
Hundreds of miles away, a group of dark clouds dozens of miles in size rushed towards this direction at an alarming speed. His expression suddenly changed and he entered He Ping'an's small cauldron.
He Ping'an secretly thought that he was lucky. Fortunately, he kept those albums close to his body and did not put them in the small cauldron.
Otherwise, if Princess Yifang sees her and makes her misunderstand that she is a prostitute, wouldn't it be like being killed on the spot...
"Boom!"
As the dark clouds got closer and closer, a little golden light flashed in He Pingan's eyes, and he could easily see through the giant cyan dragon that was covered by the dark clouds.
The giant green dragon's body spreads out, and is several miles long. Its whole body is green and black, and its huge dragon head is slightly protruding. Its red eyes are like two sunsets in the sky, contemptuous of everything, and looking at He Ping'an from a distance.
In the blink of an eye, the giant green dragon flew closer and closer, and had already arrived in front of He Pingan.
"Did you kill Qingjiao and steal my wife?"
The giant cyan dragon was entrenched in the void, like a mountain, looking down at He Pingan with a voice like thunder.
"good!"
He Pingan did not deny it. With a wave of his hand, he threw a huge dragon head into the air.
All I could see was the broken neck where the dragon's head was covered in blood and flesh. The cross section was as smooth as a mirror. It seemed that there was no room for resistance at all, and he was decapitated with a sword.
Originally, according to He Pingan's idea, he would not kill the Green Dragon Demon King so early.
But just as the wedding team entered the city, the Green Dragon Demon King actually sneaked into the vicinity of a farm thousands of miles away from Daxuan, preparing to devour all the people in the farm.
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He Ping'an had been secretly observing the Green Dragon Demon King. When he saw this scene, he knew that the dragon could no longer stay, so he simply killed it with a sword, pretended to be the Green Dragon Demon King, and followed the wedding team all the way here.
I chose a place with the fewest people before getting ready to take action.
"Come die!"
As soon as He Ping'an finished speaking, the giant green dragon instantly stretched out its claws and grabbed him with lightning speed.
No identity was announced, no reason was asked, and the action was taken immediately. There was no script in which the villain died from talking too much.
Before the dragon's claw fell, a force of spatial confinement blocked the surrounding area Qianzhang. He Ping'an felt as if he was stuck in a quagmire, unable to move even an inch, let alone evade.
"Here comes the sword!"
He Pingan said softly, and the black sheath sword hidden somewhere made a shrill whistling sound, pierced through the layers of dark clouds from the sky, and fell into He Pingan's hand.
As the black sheath sword fell into his hand, He Ping'an's momentum suddenly increased a lot.
Invisible sword energy slashed out from every pore of the body, poking holes in the space surrounding the seal, and immediately lost its effect.
However, he did not just hide away. Instead, he smiled softly. He looked at the huge and ferocious dragon claw above his head that covered the sky and the sun, and softly uttered one word: "Kill!"
With the magic power in his body stirring, he lightly tapped the black-sheathed sword in his hand, and a ray of white sword light turned into an elegant plum blossom in mid-air, heading towards the huge dragon claw.
A hint of contempt flashed in the giant blue dragon's eyes, and the dragon's claws suddenly accelerated and pinched the tiny plum blossom.
Before he got close to the plum blossom, a thick layer of green light appeared on the dragon's claws, like an indestructible shield.
"Stab..."
Just as the dragon's claws shimmering with green light caught, the plum blossom suddenly emitted endless white sword light, tearing open tiny cracks on the thick green light.
The green light circulated and quickly repaired these cracks.
But a small sword-qi cold plum was now held in the hand by a huge dragon claw. The dragon claw, which could have shattered the mountain with one claw, could not completely crush the cold plum.
There was a slight surprise in the huge dragon eye, and he used force again to crush the cold plum.
Seeing this scene, He Pingan connected the black sword in his hand, bringing up countless phantoms. The sword light flashed and turned into countless elegant plum blossoms, floating towards the dragon's claws.
One flower, two flowers...
It wasn't until the thousandth time that the thick green light on the dragon's claws was finally torn apart by the plum blossoms. For the first time, a tiny blood mark was torn open on the blue dragon claws.
