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

The sky and the earth changed color, and a red film enveloped the night sky. The howling wind was like thousands of ghosts wailing. The originally hard floor tiles began to become sticky, and blood-like liquid continued to overflow along the cracks of the bricks.

One by one, the bloody figures emerged from the liquid, and they rushed towards Zhuo Yihuang one after another. Before these bloody figures could approach, they were all sucked into it by the long knife. There were also a few lucky ones who managed to pounce on Zhuo Yihuang, opening their bloody mouths. Then he started biting his flesh and blood like crazy.

Before Zhuo Yihuang could finish preparing for this killing move, Qianjie's sword had already struck, and those bloody men rushed towards Qianjie as if they had discovered new prey.

Surrounded by countless evil spirits, Qianjie's figure was almost completely invisible, and Kong Liu held out a sword forward without hesitation.

"die!"

Zhuo Yihuang roared angrily, and the long knife in his hand met Qianjie's sword at an extremely tricky angle. The waves of the knife overlapped and continued continuously. Even the space was squeezed and vibrated. The dazzling blood light was particularly dazzling, as if To engulf everything in front of it.

"Boom!"

Most of Baiyu Mansion was annihilated by the wave of swords. Wherever the aftermath hit, even the two connected streets in front of the mansion's main entrance were not spared. When the diffuse smoke and dust dissipated, a ravine several meters deep came into view.

"Didn't you even leave a body behind?"

Tick ​​tock!

Zhuo Yihuang sneered, and suddenly there was a sound of water dripping in his ears, and all the visions in his field of vision were shattered.

"Crash!"

The patter of raindrops fell on his face. Zhuo Yihuang trembled and wondered: "Is it raining? The rain smells so pungent, just like blood..."

The raindrops became heavier and heavier, and the inexplicable coldness also spread.

No, no!

Zhuo Yihuang quickly realized something was wrong. These raindrops were blood, not just blood! Still murderous intent!

Looking up at the sky, a long sword hung strangely above his head, breaking inch by inch under his gaze, and finally disappeared.

There was a sudden pain all over his body. When Zhuo Yihuang really reacted, the raindrops in a line had penetrated his body and froze into strands of ice. Now, even breathing was extremely painful for him.

Illusion, all this is an illusion!

"Crack!"

The world is shattering like glass.

Zhuo Yihuang's absent-minded pupils focused quickly. He still stood there with the sword swinging, but the demon sword in Qianjie's hand was pressed against his dantian. As long as they moved, both sides would be hurt, unless...

Big hands filled with the aura of destruction descended from the sky and pressed on Zhuo Yihuang's head. The head with almost no hair left was like an empty can, rapidly flattening from top to bottom. At the same time, Zhulong and Qianjie The swords penetrated Zhuo Yihuang's body together.

"Father?!"

Zhuo Teng opened his mouth wide, unable to believe that his father, who once dominated Northern Xinjiang, the rumored Blood Rakshasa actually died in front of him like this.

Run, must run!

At this moment, Table Leg didn't care about his wet pants. He rolled and crawled to escape from here and ran to the Beiwu League station. He might still be alive.

Correct!

He was still alive when he reached the station. There were so many masters in the alliance, and he couldn't believe that he couldn't defeat these three people.

As soon as Zhuo Teng got up from the ground, a chain flew from the wall and wrapped around his neck, and then his whole body flew backwards uncontrollably.

"Pfft!"

Chi Ming punched Table Teng's head, gritted his teeth and smiled: "You should be the last one."

In the courtyard, Zhulong looked at the mottled blood on Qianjie's body and said in a deep voice without asking any more questions: "Zhuo Teng has been dealt with by Chi Ming, retreat."

Qianjie nodded, turned around and was about to call out to Chi Ming when he saw Chi Ming stumble and suddenly half-knelt on the ground.

"Chi Ming? What's going on with you?!"

Evilai ducked to his side and asked with concern.

Chi Ming looked at his left arm that was swollen to the color of pig liver, tightened the iron chain wrapped around it, and exhaled heavily: "I killed a shaman, but I didn't deal with it properly. I accidentally fell into his poison. First, Get out of here."

"Okay, I'll hug you." Eilai nodded. Regardless of whether the other party agreed or not, the princess directly hugged Chi Ming. Compared with the former's strong physique, the latter looked like a little wife.

Chi meditated and changed positions, but after struggling for a while, he found that this position was still more comfortable, and finally had no choice but to compromise.

"You take this, I'll take this."

Qianjie handed Zhuo Yihuang's long knife to Zhulong and carried the body himself.

Although Zhulong was puzzled, he still did as he was told, and the four of them quickly left Baiyu Mansion while taking advantage of the chaos.

As soon as they left, Shan Yue led a group of disciples and elders from the Northern Martial Alliance to kill them in a mighty manner. The time was just right, neither too fast nor too slow.

"Where is Baiyu Mansion?"

Shan Yue touched his head and froze when he looked at the large open space in front of him.

Kuhaha The white-haired old man who was following Shan Yue swallowed hard and reminded in a low voice: "Master Alliance Leader, this ruin seems to be the Baiyu Mansion..."

"Can't I see it myself?" Shan Yue turned around and glared.

When the white-haired old man heard this, he immediately wanted to curse. Why couldn't he speak if he didn't? !

"Lord Leader! The Dugu family leader and the Feng family leader were also assassinated!"

A disciple hurriedly came to report.

"What?! Are the two old men okay?" Shan Yue took half a step back as if struck by five thunders, and hurriedly grabbed the disciple's collar and asked in a deep voice.

"Return, return to the alliance leader, the two family heads were already dead when they were discovered."

This disciple's eyes turned red, and tears flowed out in a flash.

"Lord Alliance Leader, Lord Zhuo... die in battle!"

Before Shan Yue's emotions were brewing, several disciples here brought Zhuo Teng's headless body over. If he didn't have a waist card, it would be difficult to identify him.

"No! Why do you do this to our Beiwu Alliance?!"

Shan Yue looked up to the sky and screamed, then his body went limp and he knelt on the ground.

A group of young disciples didn't understand why they were attacked tonight. The white-haired old man and several other high-ranking veterans didn't know that these people who died were all against Shan Yue. Now they can be at the scene, They were either neutrals or people from Shan Yue's side.

Since the day Shan Yue came back, the conflict between the two sides has gradually become more intense. When he came back after the hero's banquet this time, it was even more difficult to negotiate at all. It has almost reached a situation where it's either you die or I die. After all, there is no room for two tigers in one mountain, let alone two groups of tigers. , but no one expected that this day would come so quickly and end so quickly.

Before they could figure out what was going on, earth-shattering battles broke out all over the city. When they realized it, the battle had come to an end. Those people were dead and crippled, and everything seemed like a dream.

Everyone's eyes were focused on Shan Yue, who was "inconsolable". The white-haired old man took the lead and looked at each other. Now that the matter was over, the road ahead was clear and they had to leave. One by one, they slowly knelt down, and soon , everyone was half-kneeling behind Shan Yue.

"Please, Lord Leader, lead us in revenge!"

The white-haired old man shouted, followed closely by several senior officials of the Northern Martial Arts League and the disciples. His voice was like a wave of waves, one wave covering the other.

"Please, Lord Leader, lead us in revenge!"

"revenge!"