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"Help, save me..." The monk who was taken away by the demons stretched out his hand towards Ye Zhiqiu with difficulty, his hoarse voice was exhausted, his face was gray and haggard, only a pair of eyes burst into a burning light, thirsty All hopes of survival were poured into this female cultivator who dared to stop the demons.

The monk didn't expect that Ye Zhiqiu would never look at him, let alone heed his call for help. With a clear cry of the epee, he roared and slashed at a bull-headed demon gushing out black devilish energy, and she herself was on tiptoe. Lightly, and calmly turned sideways to avoid the sneak attack from behind, with a kick, he turned over and jumped backwards, pointing to a sword, a little cold light pierced straight at the python-body transformation demon attacking from behind.

Only one face-to-face, "stabbed" a few times, and then heard two piercing and miserable howls.

The black and red blood mist bloomed, and the apricot-colored robe easily walked between the black and the red, but it was thicker than the black and stronger than the red, forming the most dazzling brilliance.

Zhong Liqing casually watched Ye Zhiqiu dispose of the ferocious demons like slicing melons and vegetables, and saw Leng Yan staring intently at Ye Zhiqiu's scrambling figure. Teach Ye Zhiqiu to suffer.

These demons are just the lowest level of transforming demons. Although their cultivation level is not low, they are comparable to the middle and late stages of loose immortals among Taoist cultivators, and among them there are even those who have reached the realm of true immortals. The divine sense is extremely powerful and sharp, able to predict the attack of the demons and avoid them in advance, and use their own advantages to make a surprise attack. I am afraid that they have been smashed into powder by these fierce demons.

——It's just a trick based on speed... If the judgment is wrong, what should I do?

She had a plan in her mind, but Zhong Liqing just kept her hands behind her back in a calm manner, as if she was watching from the sidelines.

If someone was standing behind her at this moment, they might be able to find something wrong - the hand behind her was clenching the art very slowly, and a faint radiance rose from her fingertips, which was exactly the technique of drawing talismans in the void that she was good at.

Under her finger, a body talisman is gradually taking shape.

Although the talisman was too weak compared to other magic weapons, Zhongli Qingben just wanted to block her up, and didn't expect to hold her for a long time, one breath was enough.

Just as it was about to start, Leng Yan, who was still looking at Ye Zhiqiu with great interest, suddenly turned her eyes to look at her, put a fingertip as white as jade on her lips, shook her head, and said softly: "Girl, You don't need to make a move, Xiao Yezi can deal with it, if you make a move, she will be unhappy."

Her lips are vermilion, her fingers are like green onions, and her black and white pupils are faintly tinged with purple. She is innocent and charming, soft and cold, so people can't bear to fulfill her wishes, let alone go against her wishes. .

And at the moment when they looked at each other, Zhong Liqing also suddenly realized that the Taoist companion of the former head of the sect was not just as simple as her cultivation in the Immortal Realm.

——She is not the only one who understands the hidden cultivation.

Thoughts flashed by, her heart sank, but a soft and gentle smile appeared on her face, Zhong Liqing pursed her lips, as if she had seen through what she was thinking, she looked away embarrassedly, not teaching The other party saw the coldness in her eyes, and the glow brewing on her fingertips gradually faded away.

Although the technique of drawing talismans in the void fluctuates very little, it is not without trace. Since the white-haired woman claims to be sensitive to the five senses, the two are very close, so it is understandable that she discovered it... Zhong Liqing regretted it when she thought of this Wake up: If I knew this earlier, I should use the spiritual power of space, and it should be done without anyone noticing.

Ever since the two of them mentioned the name "Yu Ji", she has been in a state of anxiety, always vaguely remembering fragmented pictures, but she can't make up a complete picture, and her restlessness is actually the calmness that has always been planned and then moved. Also gone.

Sighing, calming down, Quan suppressed the chaos first.

The small episode between the two of them just passed, and Ye Zhiqiu on the other side had already killed the batch of demons, leaving only the highest level of demons to capture the dying monk, threatening in a stern manner: "You go further!" The first step, I will kill your kind!"

Ye Zhiqiu didn't care about his threats, instead he turned around as if nothing had happened, looked at Zhong Liqing who was very close to Leng Yan, raised his eyebrows and said with a smile: "Mr. For you, how about this, how much I can learn from a set of sword moves I created depends on your ability...you have to watch it."

As soon as her words fell, the demon clan screamed. It was the Wufeng epee that was quietly lying on one side suddenly screamed, and suddenly spun half a circle around him, circled behind him, and aimed at his back. The heart suddenly stabbed in the past.

When he was dodging in embarrassment, the epee fell steeply as if with spiritual help, and hit the demon's back heavily. He could only hear the crisp sound of bones breaking, and the demon howled in pain, wanting to fight back He went to grab the epee, but was kicked on the chin by Ye Zhiqiu who rushed over, and there was another clear and ear-shattering sound of broken bones, and the demon spit out a mouthful of blood foam mixed with broken teeth. Like lightning, it shot out a sharp awn of hatred, and squeezed the hostage cultivator so hard that it creaked.

As soon as Ye Zhiqiu made a blow, he walked over his head in a graceful manner, lightly placed on the hilt of the epee, and looked down at him with his hands folded, the smile on his mouth was as warm as jade, but his eyes looked down like owls, provocative.

In her hands, the heavy sword is like a flat boat with a thin blade, it turns easily and is extremely sharp, it is impossible to defend against.

——It is said that Ye Zhiqiu of the Chonghua Sword School used a epee without a front to run across the world. The name of the sword is "Do not kill".

Zhong Liqing originally thought that it was just the exaggerated self-beauty of the disciples of the sect, but at this moment, she really saw the demeanor of a swordsman.

One leaf knows the autumn of the world, and one sword is frosty and cold in nineteen states.

This apricot shirt looks gentle and gentle, but it is so wild and uninhibited, no wonder people like Master are also heartbroken by her.

Under the madness of the demons, they also gave up, and no longer stayed behind. The open and closed play is a lose-lose style of play, but it also exposed more flaws. In Ye Zhiqiu's view, it is the end of the battle, no problem .

After a few tricks with him like a child's play, Ye Zhiqiu made a tactic with both hands, and with his fingers flying together, he clasped his palms and pointed at the demon's brow, softly shouting "duh" - the epee moved with an unimaginable strangeness. Angle, coming straight.

The blade was dark, but it was clearer than the devilish energy surging around the demons, tearing away the fog of devilish energy without hesitation.

"Hmm—" The first one to cry out was not the demon, but the monk who was blocked in front of him.

I saw the black epee pierced his chest, passed through his body, and then pierced the heart of the demon clan. When he roared and howled, the castration continued, leading him back several steps, and finally nailed to the ground.

The human monk lost his breath immediately, while the demon was still panting, holding the epee on his chest with sharp-nailed hands, trying to pull it out, but it only added pain to himself, and black and red blood gushed out from his chest , and the look of resentment and fury on his face was gradually replaced by pain and despair.

Just when Ye Zhiqiu was about to end his life, he saw that the demon suddenly gave up struggling, raised his head and howled—strangely, he made a howling movement, but he didn't make a sound, only excitedly The billowing magic mist seemed to be dispersed by an invisible fan, spreading towards the distance.

Although Zhong Liqing couldn't hear the sound, he felt a ripple-like energy passing through.

"No, this demon is calling for help!" Before she could react, Leng Yan had already made a move.

The white python whip shot out, and "slapped" the demon's face, and the next moment, his head was like a smashed watermelon, shattered in red, white and white, without a whole piece.

Accompanied by the disgusting smell of blood, a thicker demonic energy that was more gloomy and oppressive than before drifted over from a distance. The cold and sinister meaning in it made Zhong Liqing shudder uncontrollably.

If the devilish aura of this group of demons just now was just uncomfortable, then the devilish aura now makes people tremble and fear from the bottom of their hearts.

Comparing the two, it is simply a sky and an earth!

Zhong Liqing felt bad, and looked at Leng Yan, both of them noticed the seriousness in each other's eyes, but Ye Zhiqiu had put away the smile on his face, and stood in front of the two of them.

She lowered her voice and said to Zhong Liqing: "Nephew Zhongli, get out of here first."

Zhong Liqing was taken aback when he heard the words, and subconsciously refused: "No..."

"The stinky girl is not obedient! Tell you to go, just go!" Before she finished speaking, Leng Yan raised her hand and knocked on the head, scolding coquettishly.

Clutching his forehead in a daze, Zhong Liqing looked at the impatient Leng Yan, twitched the corners of his lips a few times, and then looked at Ye Zhiqiu with a soft complexion, feeling a little moved in his heart - just by the demonic energy Those who are not ordinary are not easy to deal with, and seeing the passage of time, there is no telling how many places are left in the top [-]. If you can get out of the predicament a moment earlier, you will get an extra share...

It's just that disregarding the fact that her companion fled before the battle was really against morality. Although she was angry that Ye Zhiqiu had failed her master, she couldn't really abandon the two of them and put them to death.

Besides, she also didn't want to receive Ye Zhiqiu's favor for nothing.

Just as he was about to refuse, he heard a deafening gong, and an ethereal voice came from the sky: "Announcement—the first level of the Tiandou Conference, the fog labyrinth, has passed 290 seven people, and the last three people are left... "

There was a "buzz" in Zhong Liqing's head, and someone pushed and shoved her back, and beside her ear was Leng Yan's cold and charming voice: "Silly girl, why don't you hurry up, what are you doing!"

Zhong Liqing gritted her teeth, and suddenly turned to look at the two of them, hesitating rarely.

Ye Zhiqiu looked at her steadily, his eyes turned soft, as if he wanted to raise his hand to caress her head, but stopped, just smiling reminiscently as if recalling: "Before I left Chonghua with Yan'er, I deliberately left a means of communication, but Shuangshuang never took the initiative to contact me... Not long ago, I received a message from her, asking me to pay attention to her disciples... She said, you are an awkward girl, with an arrogant and stubborn temper, If there is no one to watch over you, you will definitely go to the edge of the horns and suffer a loss... But, in my opinion, you girl has a lot of eyes, so there is no way you will suffer a loss, it is almost as good as a loss for others!"

"Master? Master, she..." Zhong Liqing's eyes warmed up. She never thought that a rebel who betrayed her family would be so cared for by Master. She was ashamed and happy, and could hardly maintain her calm.

"Since Shuangshuang entrusted her to me, as a senior sister, how can I disappoint her? You just need to remember that no matter where you are, you are my disciple of Chonghua, and you must not fall into the name of Chonghua. "Ye Zhiqiu smiled and raised his sword, "Also, did you learn the sword move just now?"

Zhong Liqing nodded, and when she turned around, as if thinking of something, she looked back at the two of them with more sincerity in her eyes: "Master, Auntie, this disciple has established a sect in Nanzhao Group, named Qiong Hua... If you two have free time, why not go to Nanzhao for a visit and take care of the sect for your disciples, okay?"

Ye Zhiqiu waved his back to her to show that he knew, but he was staring intently at the demonic energy that could already see the shadow in the distance, and clenched the sword in his hand.

Zhong Liqing bowed to the two people who turned their backs to her and bowed to the end, enduring the embarrassment in her eyes, and said slowly: "The disciple is unworthy, and I am exhausted, so I will definitely live up to my entrustment and not fall into the Chonghua family——" Please cherish it, and the future will... be expected."

After finishing speaking, he summoned the Cunxin Sword, stepped on the sword, and rushed to the finish line without looking back.

And since she left, Leng Yan, who was still cuddling with each other, suddenly threw away Ye Zhiqiu's hand, her phoenix eyes turned lightly, and she raised her eyebrows coldly, every word and every word was sour: "The method of communication, huh? Contact? Why don’t I know, huh? When did you contact your dear junior sister behind my back? Ye, if you don’t tell me clearly today, I’ll climb the wall tomorrow! No , I’m going to climb the wall later!”

"Don't be upset, Yan'er, listen to my husband's explanation..." Ye Zhiqiu sighed helplessly, regretting that he had just spoken quickly.

When the two were flirting, the turbulent and gloomy devilish energy finally came to them.

The ink wave suddenly rose, and then separated from the two sides, revealing a group of four people wrapped inside - the woman in the front seemed to be naturally charming, with a graceful figure and a glamorous beauty. Even if she is as beautiful as Leng Yan, she is not as beautiful as this one. The woman's frowns and smiles are full of seductive charm; the man behind her has a cold face, his handsome face is as straight as a knife, but there is a hideous scar on the tip of his eyebrows, which makes him even more evil; Beside the man is a hunchbacked old man, with a stooped and sneaky figure, and his face is haggard and old, he is dying of old age, only those eyes are condensed, so that people dare not underestimate them.

But behind these three people, there is a slender woman covered in a large black robe. Unlike the dense demonic energy that cannot be suppressed by the three people, this woman is so clean that she can't feel the slightest demonic aura, but she also It is precisely because she can restrain the devil energy to the extreme, she is more terrifying than the first three.

"Oh, Lord Yan, one seems to have escaped." The demon who was naturally obsessed with bones covered his lips and smiled, his eyes fluttered, and he smiled at the woman behind him.

"It doesn't matter." The woman known as Mr. Yan raised her hand and took off her hood, revealing an elegant and beautiful face, but between her eyebrows was a flirtatious purple lotus flower.

She spoke loudly, but the palm in the black robe was holding a black and purple flame, like a blooming demon lotus, carrying a terrifying force of destruction.

Her beautiful eyes turned slightly, and she looked at the slender figure walking unhurriedly from another place, she bent her lips into a smile, and said Qingli Wushuang: "Miss Ji Wuyuan, we meet again."

"Miss Xi." The woman strolling here has a pair of bare jade feet, but her feet do not touch the ground. She grows lotuses every step of the way, stepping on the lotus all the way. The green lotus petals reveal a holy state that cannot be played with.

"As expected of the next Emperor of the Underworld, this Dushiqinglian is indeed so beautiful that people cannot bear to do it." The black-robed woman said with a smile while playing with the joyously burning flame in her palm.

"Ziyan Mojun's hell demon lotus is not too much, which is daunting." Ji Wuyuan stroked the empty sleeves, never touched the familiar bracelet, as if thinking of something, smiled wistfully, and then raised his eyes , looking back at the black-robed woman faintly.

In an instant, a soaring aura emerged from the two of them, each permeating one side, the intense black and the flawless white, overwhelming one's breath.

——The head of the four demon lords in the demon world, Ziyan Demon Lord Xi Yuyan; the imperially appointed young master of the underworld, the next underworld emperor Ji Wuyuan.

If these two men fight together, they might be able to tear down the fog maze.

Ye Zhiqiu and Leng Yan, who had been neglected by both sides, pinched the light blue sign at their waists at the same time.

On the other side, Zhong Liqing stepped on the sword and walked extremely fast, finally passed through layers of fog, and crossed the last barrier.

There was a muffled sound of a gong, and then a deep voice: "貮九八——"

With a flash in front of his eyes, the feeling of being suppressed suddenly relaxed, Zhong Liqing squinted his eyes, looked at the place where he was, and his heart that had just been half relieved couldn't help sinking again.

The author has something to say: Ms. Xi Yuyan and Ms. Ji Wuyuan have finally appeared on the stage. Let’s spread flowers~

Did not expect it!Yanyan is now the devil, isn't he super cool~

In other words, I really like the pairing of witch X saint or chivalrous girl X demon girl, so these two have a sense of CP inexplicably 2333

Sunny: ...Like, a little green?

Yao: What's the matter, Qianqing?

Leaf: eat melon.

Yan: You surnamed Ye are going to climb the wall!

Frost: OK, I'll wait.

Leaf: emmm

Yan: ...that's a beautiful idea!