Dongfang Nan's name will definitely be famous all over the world after today. He shined in the duel with the younger generation of the demon clan and successfully killed the genius of the Suanni clan, one of the most powerful races in the demon clan.
After three life-and-death battles between the geniuses of the human and demon clans, the demon clan has lost three geniuses, and only five demon monks are left, namely the white ape clan, the black tiger clan, the blood wolf clan, the jackal clan, and the dragon clan. These five demon geniuses are powerful and their aura is by no means weaker than Suanni.
Seeing the powerful Suanni spirit being beheaded by human sword cultivators, these monsters were extremely shocked. Suanni had powerful dragon blood in his body, but he was still tortured to death.
However, they don't obey anyone, and they still feel that if they win, they will never lose.
While the human monks were reveling in killing Suan Ni for Dongfang Man, the genius of the Jiao clan came out, pointed at Ye Qingcheng and said: "That beautiful human girl, I want to fight you, don't worry I won't kill you. , I will kidnap you back to the demon world and make you a bride every night, hahahaha..."
The Jiao Clan are descendants of the Dragon Clan with very impure blood. They are a race that is about to transform into a dragon. They are naturally evil and lustful. Every time there is a battle between the human and demon clans, many human female monks will be ravaged by the Jiao Clan.
Hearing the frivolous words of the Jiao Clan monk, Su Yunfei was furious and was about to step forward and kill the Jiao Clan monk.
Ye Qingcheng calmly stopped Su Yunfei and smiled at him: "Don't worry, little junior brother, how dissolute he is now will be how painful he will be later."
Su Yunfei nodded, he was still very confident in Ye Qingcheng.
I saw Ye Qingcheng walking out with a lot of steps, her green clothes fluttering, her hair flying, her beautiful face, slender figure, and graceful curves. Her pure and beautiful demeanor is like a fairy from the Nine Heavens descending to earth, making people unable to bear to take their eyes away from her.
The Jiao Clan monks were dumbfounded and drooled, with a lewd expression.
She was holding a long sword with a white phoenix pattern, the tip of the sword pointed directly at the ground, and the sword energy plowed a ravine on the ground along the tip of the sword.
She walked forward slowly, and as she walked, an invisible powerful sword force continued to gather. The sword force became stronger and stronger until it reached its peak. At this moment, Ye Qingcheng no longer had the fairy aura of Qingli Chuchen, but replaced it with She is like a queen who reigns over the world, she is domineering and domineering.
The Jiao Clan monk's legs were weak at this moment, and he had the urge to kneel down. He kept running his Qi machine, trying to stop the tendency to kneel down, and big beads of sweat kept rolling down his forehead.
Feeling that the power of the sword had reached its peak, Ye Qingcheng suddenly performed a sword move. His graceful figure was like a fairy from Guanghan dancing gracefully on the dust. Then he slashed out ninety-nine and eighty-one gorgeous sword flowers, and the sword flowers continued to interweave. Together, they form a colorful lotus flower.
The lotus rotated slowly, and then suddenly hit the Jiao Clan monk's lower body. With a bang, its crotch exploded. All the men present tightened their anus and subconsciously covered their crotches. The female cultivator from Lingyue Palace blushed and covered her eyes.
Only Ye Qingcheng was very calm.
A heart-piercing cry came out that made everyone's eardrums hurt. The painful and angry Jiao Clan monk first jumped on the spot in pain, and then rolled on the ground, constantly wailing and cursing.
Ye Qingcheng looked at the Jiao Clan monk who fell to the ground and was wailing and constantly cursing obscene words. She directly cut off its arms with a sword, then cut off its legs, and finally used the long sword to fly away the remaining body. The sword energy directly twisted it into blood mist.
The poor Jiao Clan monk didn't even have a decent counterattack from beginning to end, not because it was weak, on the contrary, it was very powerful, but lust confused its mind. Especially after the tool for carrying on the family line was chopped off, it completely lost the desire to resist, so it was easily killed.
Everyone at the Shushan Sword Tomb looked at Su Yunfei with sympathetic eyes, making him somewhat confused as a monk.
Strong cheers erupted from the human monks, and many men shouted: "Fairy Ye is so powerful! Fairy Ye is indeed a woman as good as any other!"
Enjoying the admiration of everyone, Ye Qingcheng walked back to the Shushan Sword Tomb disciples with a smile on his face.
Everyone at Shushan Sword Tomb took a step back calmly.
The remaining demon geniuses looked at the remains of the Jiao Clan monks in disgust as they were beheaded in such a humiliating way.
At this time, the monk from the White Ape Tribe jumped out with a stick, pointed at Ye Qingcheng and shouted: "The female sword cultivator from the human race, that Jiao Tribe monk just now is too useless. I'm here to challenge you. Do you dare to fight me?"
All the human monks cast sympathetic glances at the white ape, and even the demon monks looked at it with some sympathy.
Seeing that the human race was looking at it with sympathy, the white ape suddenly became angry and felt that it was being despised. It roared angrily: "The human race female swordsman! Do you dare to fight me!"
Su Yunfei snorted coldly: "I'll meet you!"
Then Ye Qingcheng patted him on the shoulder and said with a smile: "Junior brother, I am the one they want to challenge. Just try to see if that bastard's iron rod works well."
After saying that, she put the long sword into the ring and took out an iron rod from it.
She looked at Bai Yuan and smiled: "This iron rod was given to me by my brother. It was a trophy he captured after killing a bastard. I will try it on you today."
A stunning beauty who looks soft and frail, holding an iron rod in her hand, has a unique... beauty. . .
The White Apes are one of the descendants of the ancient ferocious beast Zhu Yan, and they have inherited Zhu Yan's warlike bloodline.
The white apes are born warriors, brave and aggressive, with great strength and like to use sticks as weapons.
Both of them have bad tempers and will beat them up without even saying a word.
Seeing Su Yunfei's worried expression, Dongfang Man patted his shoulder and said with a smile: "Junior brother Yunfei, don't worry, your senior sister Ye is an all-rounder. Not only is she powerful in swordsmanship, but she is also good in leg and foot skills. She often disguises herself. She learned boxing from other sects, and even became a direct disciple of an elder in a certain sect. If Uncle Hua hadn't caught her back, that sect almost wanted to train her to be the next leader."
Su Yunfei couldn't help but shake his head and smile after hearing this. This was indeed Senior Sister Ye's style.
I saw Ye Qingcheng carrying a stick, with an elegant posture, like a fairy walking, but the power he exerted was powerful and heavy, and was even comparable to the white ape fighting.
But the white ape is a born warrior after all, and his innate divine power cannot be compared to Ye Qingcheng, a martial arts cultivator who became a monk on the way. Soon Ye Qingcheng became a little weak, fell back continuously, and was finally knocked away accidentally.
The human monks were shocked and looked at her nervously. Su Yunfei also tightened his grip on the Red Sky Sword. As long as Ye Qingcheng's life was in danger, he would immediately go to rescue him. He didn't care about the so-called dignity of the strong. No matter how great his dignity was, Can he be as lucky as Senior Sister Ye?
Ye Qingcheng, who was flying upside down, turned over magnificently and landed firmly on the ground. She looked at the white ape coldly and thought to herself: Sure enough, she can't beat it with pure martial arts.
So Ye Qingcheng poured his sword intention into the iron rod, and then faced the white ape. He saw her dancing with the sword and her graceful figure. The iron rod was now like a divine sword, and then a colorful sword light hit the white ape, leaving behind Seven wounds.
Bai Yuan roared angrily and punched his chest several times with both fists. Holding the stick and rushing towards Ye Qingcheng.
Ye Qingcheng has now changed his fighting style. He is no longer fighting the white ape in close combat, but constantly changing positions. From time to time, a sword light will come out, and then leave wounds on the white ape's body.
The white ape became more and more irritable, and his fighting became more and more disorganized. Ye Qingcheng became more and more calm, and continued to kill the white ape.
Under the uncontrollable anger and violent emotions, the body suddenly transformed into its true form, a hundred-foot-tall white ape, which kept beating its chest with both fists and roared angrily.
Ye Qingcheng was delighted. She succeeded in playing the monkey trick, making it so angry that it could not suppress its original form. This really made it a huge living target. She could use it as she pleased.
The rest of the demon monks roared angrily to tell White Ape to calm down, but how could White Ape, who was already so mad, listen to them.
It kept waving its stick and hitting Ye Qingcheng, but Ye Qingcheng easily dodged it.
The human monks retreated to safer places.
The white ape was like a destructive maniac, smashing with sticks crazily. The boulders shattered, trees fell in pieces, and some of the ground was smashed into deep pits.
Ye Qingcheng continued to use his sword intent to form his own image to attract the white ape's attention, and then he swung his stick from other directions to kill the white ape.
However, the white ape's physical body was too strong, and Ye Qingcheng had not suffered any fatal injuries after fighting for so long.
So she decided to only attack a little bit at a time, and use the little points to lead the way. She didn't believe she couldn't penetrate his body.
So Ye Qingcheng began to attack Bai Yuan's abdomen continuously.
Under Ye Qingcheng's continuous attacks, the wound on the white ape's abdomen continued to grow larger. Under another fierce sword attack, the white ape's intestines were vaguely visible.
As the severe pain surged in, the furious White Ape gradually calmed down. After all, he was a psychic cultivator and could not always be dominated by primitive instincts.
The white ape quickly transformed into a human form. After half an hour of fighting, the white ape was seriously injured. Especially the injury on the abdomen healed very slowly under the corrosion of Ye Qingcheng's sword intent. Now as long as it moves, the wound will be torn apart. The pain was unbearable.
Ye Qingcheng couldn't be so kind as to give him time to recover from his injuries. She liked punching to the flesh, so she took the iron rod and threw it at the white ape, and the white ape rose up to resist.
One man and one demon started to fight again. You punched me and I hit you with a stick. They were fighting fiercely. The sound of the iron sticks hitting each other echoed throughout the place. Slowly, the two of them were fighting like people in the market. Everyone was speechless for a while, and even several demon monks raised their foreheads and couldn't bear to watch.
The white ape gradually lost its opponent and began to defend. In the end, its stick was smashed by Ye Qingcheng's iron rod. The white ape could only use its physical body to resist Ye Qingcheng's iron rod, but how could its body, no matter how powerful it was, resist Jian Xiu's sharp sword? gas.
White Ape defended from top to bottom, and gradually became overwhelmed. When Ye Qingcheng's dress attacked the upper body, he actually attacked the legs. He didn't see through it in time, and his left leg was broken by a stick. White Ape lay on the ground holding his left leg and wailing in pain.
Taking advantage of your illness to kill you, Ye Qingcheng swung the iron rod and hit the white ape like raindrops, hitting it so hard that it could no longer resist.
Ye Qingcheng swung the iron rod and smashed it for two quarters of an hour before stopping. Looking at the dead white ape, she kicked twice more worriedly, smashed the stick twice and saw that there was no response, then she put away the iron stick and used her Qi machine to shake out the blood on her body.
He walked gracefully back to the area where the disciples of Shushan Sword Tomb were with his hands behind his back.
The whole place was silent! The human monks were so stunned that they forgot to applaud and cheer.
It was Su Yunfei who shouted: "Senior Sister Ye is mighty!"
Only then did all the human monks react and roar, venting their emotions.
In the past, it was demon monks who killed humans in this way, but never seen human monks do this.
The remaining three demon monks were livid. They felt extremely insulted. The female swordsman who looked weak and weak actually used such a violent method to kill the white ape who was famous for his violence in the demon clan. Clan monk.
Is there any more insulting way than for your enemy to defeat you in the way you are good at?
