Are you all after the heroine? I married that female devil

Without giving the old man the slightest chance to react, the demon sword tore open the layer of protective energy and penetrated directly into the old man's head.

With a strange red light flowing on the sword, the old man's strong body was sucked into a human by the demon sword at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"Click."

The door opened, and several Feng family disciples who had finally lost their vitality came into view first.

"Is everything solved?" Chi Ming leaned against the pillar and asked with a smile.

Qianjie nodded: "Well, the next one."

"it is good!"

Yeling City, the headquarters of Beiwu League.

"It's time for a cup of tea. There's no movement at all. Is something going to happen to Zhulong?"

Eilai, who was guarding the perimeter of the station, unknowingly frowned in the Chinese character "Sichuan". The muscles in his whole body tensed up, and the waves of air around him stirred up, making a "crackling" sound in his black robe.

Just when he was hesitating whether to go in to see the situation, a pavilion in the Beiwu League's headquarters suddenly exploded.

"boom!"

Two figures flew out of the smoke and dust caused by the explosion. Evilai looked closely and recognized one of them at a glance as Zhulong.

Compared to the former's embarrassed escape, Zhulong's aura was calm and his murderous intent was awe-inspiring.

This sound instantly shocked the Northern Martial Alliance and even the entire Yeling City. Unknown how many people were awakened by the explosion.

"What's going on? Someone dares to come to our Northern Martial Arts Alliance to cause trouble?!"

Shi Wubai's eyes were stern, he put down the teacup in his hand and spoke in a solemn tone, completely unlike a dying old man with only three months left to live.

Shan Yue was also shocked. He quickly suppressed the drunkenness that came up. However, he quickly thought of his agreement with Shen Yi'an. He felt happy but also a little helpless. Since he was here, he should at least tell him when he made a move. Ah, so many things are scary.

"No, maybe some naughty kid played with firecrackers and exploded."

Shan Yue laughed, patted Shi Wu Bai on the shoulder and said with emotion: "To be honest, I still like you in this state."

Shi Wubai was not only the head of the Shi family, but also one of the elders of the Northern Martial Alliance, and the once famous Cangyun Sword God in Northern Xinjiang.

Speaking of which, this was still his childhood idol. In the minds of their Northern Xinjiang warriors, the Sword God was as famous as the Sword Immortal who was praised by everyone in the rivers and lakes of the Central Plains. For this reason, the Sword God and the Sword Immortal were often brought out by them. Compare.

It is a pity that no matter how powerful and powerful the person was, he will grow old one day. Aging is a painful process that every warrior must go through. If the Cangyun Sword God in front of him is forty years younger, how can he let that little There is an opportunity to take advantage of Han Ming Gu.

Shi Wubai was startled for a moment, then looked into Shan Yue's eyes and shook his head with a smile: "Is all this your arrangement? You chose this path in the end."

"It's my arrangement. I have no choice. I don't want to lose any more friends standing by my side." Shan Yue sighed and said with firm eyes. If possible, who would want to invite outsiders to slaughter his own family? Where is the person?

He never felt that he was a good person, evil person or bastard. He didn't care. Things had reached this point and it no longer mattered what his reputation was.

"Please don't hurt those innocent people." Shi Wubai lost his momentum and said unbearably.

"Will do."

Shan Yue nodded: "Old ghost, my yard should be very safe. You stay here while I go out and take a look."

"Okay, stay safe."

The headquarters of Beiwu League.

"Asshole! Kill him quickly!"

The middle-aged man who had his arm cut off pointed at Zhulong and roared angrily.

The disciples from the Northern Martial Alliance who heard the noise and rushed over saw this and almost did not hesitate. Regardless of the reason, they rushed towards Zhulong with weapons in hand.

Zhulong's dark eyes were filled with coldness. With a twist of his wrist, the icy blue cold sword energy surged from the sword in his hand. With himself as the center, a radius of hundreds of meters was covered with a layer of white frost.

The faces of the Beiwu League disciples who rushed up in a swarm showed panic one after another. The moment the sword energy swept over, their legs were frozen to the ground and they were unable to move.

Zhulong's body swayed, and following the afterimages, he passed through the crowd and came to the middle-aged man who was also frozen in place.

"You...you are...you actually mastered the Candle Dragon Sword..."

Before the well-informed middle-aged man could finish his words, the cold air quickly spread up his thighs until his body was completely frozen.

"Crack!"

Zhulong's momentum shook, and the ice sculpture instantly shattered into a mass of ice.

If this middle-aged man hadn't been wearing a protective treasure while sleeping, he wouldn't have given the other party a chance to escape. Two of the three target people had been eliminated, and one was still missing.

Just as Zhulong deployed his limited spiritual consciousness to determine the opponent's position, a roaring sound of wind and thunder enveloped the sky and rained down golden arrows towards him.

Zhulong's expression was stern, and his aura suddenly increased. He swung his sword and shot out three icy blue sword auras in the sky. The sword aura suddenly turned into countless ice crystals in mid-air, like arrows from the string, colliding with the golden rain of arrows.

In the loft in the distance, an archer with a long braid and beard looked solemn. The opponent was actually a master of the Half-step Immortal Ascension Realm. If the masters in the alliance did not work together, they would probably be defeated by this man one by one.

Support should be on the way, and you must temporarily hold the opponent back.

Relying on the advantage of distance, he was confident that he could delay the opponent for at least half a stick of incense.

Thinking about it, the archer took out a thick and long feather arrow from his back, stretched the long bow string in his hand and shot a soul-stealing arrow at Zhulong.

Sharp arrows pierced the air and screamed.

Zhulong looked at the sharp arrow that was so close and moved to avoid it. Unexpectedly, as soon as he dodged, the sharp arrow flew dozens of meters and drew a perfect arc before flying back.

interesting.

This time Zhulong did not hide. He turned his sword and slashed with the sword. The blazing red sword energy instantly swallowed up the sharp arrow.

He turned around and continued to look for his target, completely ignoring the other person's thoughts.

Seeing this, the archer took out three same thick and long feather arrows from his back. Just as he was about to shoot again, he felt a chill behind him, as if there was something terrible behind him.

tread!

Without any hesitation, the archer took a big step and twisted his waist. Three sharp arrows were aimed at the tall figure behind him at the same time.

Eilai raised the corners of his mouth slightly and roared in one breath: "Roar!!!"

The terrifying force mixed with the sound waves completely hit the archer.

He saw that the archer's clothes were torn rapidly, a little blood flew out of his ears, and his eyes began to turn white. His remaining consciousness made him instinctively want to react.

Without giving the opponent a chance to react, Evilai controlled his strength and slapped a palm in the air, hitting him on the ground and completely knocking out this annoying archer.

On the other side, after Zhulong locked his target position, he was once again surrounded by a group of Beiwu League disciples, including three Tianwu Realm masters.

Zhulong had no intention of fighting. He swung his sword to create a wall of fire, and relied on the Great Qing Gong to quickly leave the place and rush toward the target.

"Don't even think about running away! Finger of the sky!"

The white-haired old man stretched out both of his fingers, and fired a series of fingers at Zhulong's back like light bullets.

Another middle-aged swordsman held a sword with both hands and slashed out a crescent-shaped sword sword that was more than ten meters long.

Dao Gang and Zhi Jin blasted towards Zhulong from two directions at the same time.

"Hahaha! Well done!"

[This is the second update. Thank you readers for your support. I beg for a wave of reminders and free gifts.]