The villain heroine is strong and sassy

The young boy was thrown to Wangfeng Cliff, and the harsh hurricane blew on his face, leaving blood marks on his face.

The young boy used his spiritual power to resist, but he could only protect his heart and fell to the bottom of the cliff covered with scars. The strong smell of blood attracted the surrounding spiritual beasts.

The extremely hungry spirit beast was oozing a fishy odor and was wary of other spirit beasts as it approached the young boy.

The young boy stood up, summoned his natal magical weapon, the jade bone fan, and faced off with the spiritual beast.

"Roar!!"

"Ow!!"

"hiss!!"

The young boy barely escaped the Zhu Liehu's attack, and the Earth Devouring Wolf's attack followed closely. The young boy hit the cliff and vomited a mouthful of blood. He had no time to breathe and rolled to the ground to avoid the black python's giant tail.

"Boom!!" The gravel splashed.

The young boy took the opportunity to take out a magical weapon and threw it over, concentrating his spiritual power on the jade bone fan.

"Hell Style - Kill"

The fire dragon opened its bloody mouth and bit off Zhu Liehu's head in one bite.

Zhu Liehu fell to the ground with a bang, dead!

The Earth Devouring Wolf and the Black Python were stunned for a moment, then quickly reacted and attacked from the left and right.

The little boy couldn't dodge and hit the cliff with a bang.

"Ouch~"

"hiss~"

The young boy knelt on one knee and looked at the Earth-devouring wolf and black python walking towards him. He was not afraid, but more determined.

He raised his hand to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth, pressed his tongue against his cheek, clenched the jade bone fan in his hand, and stood up slowly.

He, Wen Siyuan, Baili Jiuye's disciple and the young master of the Nine Emperors Palace, was not afraid of death, but he could not die in such a painful way.

The master has not been found yet, and he cannot die.

The Earth Devouring Wolf and the Black Python were getting closer and closer. Wen Siyuan's eyes flashed, he held his breath, and sprinkled a handful of powder. Taking advantage of the two beasts to dodge, he jumped into the air and said, "Hell Style Two - Strangulation."

The black and red spiritual wind blade strangled the two beasts with a devastating force, and Wen Siyuan fell from the sky like a broken puppet.

It hit the ground with a "bang" and was stained with blood. He spit out a mouthful of blood and his eyes were distracted.

"master"

"master"

"master"

Slowly falling into darkness.

The three beasts were killed, and their bodies were eaten clean by other spirit beasts. Seeing that Wen Siyuan was no longer a threat, the spirit beasts rushed towards Wen Siyuan like crazy.

"Buzz" A powerful spiritual power burst out from Wen Siyuan's body, instantly crushing the swarming spiritual beasts.

The surviving spirit beasts felt the strong pressure and all lay on the ground, trembling.

After an unknown amount of time, the lingering prestige dissipated. Some spiritual beasts tentatively approached, and then rushed towards Wen Siyuan madly. The smelly halazi flowed all over the floor.

Wen Siyuan was awakened by the huge movement and saw the group of spirit beasts running towards him. He endured the pain, rolled up and faced off against the group of beasts.

Wen Siyuan was attacked by a group of beasts. Wen Siyuan had no way to hide. The space ring was taken away when he was caught. The magic weapon and medicinal powder he just used were confiscated in the space just in case and kept outside for later use.

Now, Wen Siyuan looked at the jade bone fan still dripping blood in his hand and smiled. Whatever, if it weren't for the master, he would have died long ago. It was a pity that he could not see the master again.

"Roar!"

The jade bone fan was thrown out, reaping a life. "Poof", the back was unprepared and was scratched. "Bang" punched it and took away another one. "His" his right foot was bitten and he fell to the ground...

Wen Siyuan was unable to withstand four punches with both hands. Wen Siyuan was dying, his left hand was hanging down, the meridians of his right foot were bitten, and his left foot was bitten off. Only his right hand could barely move, and there were countless scars on his body.

His vision became blurry and there were more and more double images. A spiritual beast jumped up and attacked. Wen Siyuan raised his right hand to resist, but was bitten off in the end. The bloody jade bone fan struggled a few times in the pool of blood before being bitten off by countless people. of Padfoot submerged.

Wen Siyuan looked at his natal magic weapon and closed his eyes reluctantly.

"boom"

In the blur, he seemed to see the red figure walking towards him with a thousand thoughts.

It's great to be able to see the master.

Baili Jiuye lowered his eyes and looked at the little boy who was missing arms and legs on the ground. A red light flashed in his eyes, and all the spiritual beasts around him exploded without warning.

He stretched out his hand, and the jade bone fan flew back into his hand, picking up the person on the ground. Although Baili Jiuye's face was expressionless, his eyes were filled with blood.

On the top of the cliff, with the appearance of Baili Jiuye's figure, the Wangfeng Cliff, which had stood for tens of thousands of years, suddenly collapsed.

The huge "rumbling" sound attracted people who looked at Shenzong.

Ning Heng frowned and looked at Baili Jiuye: "Who are you? What is the crime for destroying our sect's Wangfeng Cliff?"

Baili Jiuye glanced at him lightly, and Ning Heng suddenly felt a cold air hit Tianling Gai.

Ning Heng reacted and became angry, "If you don't explain clearly, don't blame me for being rude."

Baili Jiuye turned a deaf ear and injected spiritual power into Wen Siyuan's body to protect his heart. He took out a soft couch, placed Wen Siyuan on it, and covered it with a barrier.

Then he looked up at Ning Heng and others who were chattering away.

"I heard that you are looking for me."

"You are the devil who killed my disciples"

Ning Heng was convinced that the child was indeed related to the devil.

Baili Jiuye suddenly approached, and Saint Emperor Ning Heng's strength was fully exposed.

Baili Jiuye resisted Ning Heng's attack with one finger, curled his five fingers slightly, and "boom", Ning Heng's Saint Emperor's attack was easily shattered. Ning Heng took a step back, and blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth.

The weak disciples of the sect died on the spot, and the surviving disciples also had a hard time. Apart from Ning Heng, the only ones left standing were the three elders of Wangshen Sect.

Ning Heng and others were shocked, they did not expect this demon to be so powerful.

"Haha, misunderstanding, everything is a misunderstanding for this venerable gentleman." Ning Heng changed his previous tit-for-tat attitude and changed his face to a kind old man in a second.

Baili Jiuye ignored his little move and drew out his red blood sword. The powerful sword energy made everyone present shiver.

The Red Blood Sword was so excited that it kept shaking in Baili Jiuye's hand.

"Master, master, you finally remembered me"

"I'm almost bored to death"

"Master, master, don't throw me into space again, okay?"

"Master, master, master"

"To shut up"

Scarlet Blood Sword was aggrieved: "Master, you are cruel to me, you are cruel to me, wuwu, I am no longer your sweetheart."

Baili Jiuye: "..."

He threw it back into space.

"Master, no, I won't say it anymore. Isn't it okay if I don't say it anymore?"

Baili Jiuye blocked the consciousness connected to it, and instantly felt that his head was much quieter.

The Scarlet Blood Sword in the space was so angry that he jumped up and cursed, swore and cried in grievance.

Baili Jiuye ignored it.

After drawing and retracting his sword for just one breath, Ning Heng made eye contact with the three elders for a moment, and then suddenly took action, directly hitting Baili Jiuye's lifeline.

Baili Jiuye soared into the sky, and the four of them followed closely. The disciples who rushed over hurriedly took the injured disciple away for treatment.

Seeing this, several direct disciples set their sights on Wen Siyuan, who was unconscious on the soft couch.

As soon as he got close, he was bounced away by the barrier.

A group of direct disciples worked together to attack the barrier.

There was no way he could break through it, let alone get close to Wen Siyuan.