Stealing the Yuri Protagonist Harem

"Who is this guy's mistress!"

Swish!

A sword energy appeared out of thin air and slashed on the muscle rat's arm, leaving a shallow white mark.

Lu Yuli gritted her teeth and waved her hand, and invisible sword energy appeared again.

How could she have that kind of relationship with that annoying guy!

The sword fairy lady, whose emotions fluctuated greatly, looked around her before she drew her sword. A certain demon sect saint showed a half-smile, while the demon sect saint Bai Xiaoyao looked at her with a look of doubt, a little weirdness, and finally a mixture of scrutiny and vigilance.

She didn't know why she could see so many layers of meaning in the demon woman's eyes.

But the sword energy in her hand doubled instantly.

At this moment, the little girl felt that she had played a power several times higher than her previous full strength.

However...

"Hmph, you dare to show off your tricks in front of me?"

The invincible muscle rat took a step forward.

With one step down, the terrifying spiritual power spread out, and hundreds of sword qi shattered in just an instant.

Seeing this scene, Luo Wusheng also took a step forward.

The remaining power of the spiritual power was completely blocked by him, so that the recoil force would not hurt the girls behind him.

But the eyes of the three people were solemn.

"The power of the Nascent Soul."

Luo Wusheng uttered these four words lightly.

Bai Xiaoyao beside him showed a worried expression, and even Miss Jianxian looked at him.

"It's okay, I'll take care of everything."

Gently exhaling a breath of turbid air, Luo Wusheng mobilized his whole body's spiritual power for the first time in a long time.

The two girls seemed to be gently lifted up by a big hand.

Bai Xiaoyao quickly understood what her senior brother was going to do, but she just gently pulled the corner of her senior brother's sleeve and let go.

"Senior brother, be careful..."

She knew that her little cultivation could not help at all in this level of battle.

Lu Yuli always felt strange watching this scene.

Until the two girls were sent far away by spiritual power, Luo Wusheng suddenly felt a vibration on the wooden sword on his waist.

[Don't die. ]

Luo Wusheng shook his head and laughed after scanning the words on it with his spiritual consciousness.

Speaking of which, since awakening his memory, he has indeed never used his full strength again.

With a flip of his palm, the Wuxiang Cube has floated in his palm.

(It shouldn't be a big loss... I just don't know how far I can fight without an audience.)

Luo Wusheng thought so in his heart, but suddenly found that the Wuxiang Cube in his hand became particularly active.

It was even far better than the previous time when he faced the thunder tribulation!

He showed a thoughtful expression on his face, and then he smiled lightly, raising his chin to the seemingly arrogant muscle rat opposite.

His eyes were full of disdain and pity.

Seeing the expression of this hateful Demon Sect Saint, Super Muscle Rat suddenly felt a nameless anger in his heart.

In an instant, the memories of the past two days came to his mind.

Humiliation and unwillingness turned into hatred and madness in an instant.

The Holy Son of the Demon Sect! Shushu, I will kill you a thousand times!

It's not enough!!!

Section 1 # Volume 1 # Chapter 77 I have a seven-kilometer-long sword

Demon Weapon Pavilion.

The commotion at this time was even greater than before.

It was because a huge light curtain appeared in the sky, reflecting the confrontation between the Holy Son of the Demon Sect and an ugly rat demon, which seemed to exist in another space.

The three Yuanying Jinzhang of the Six Gates walked in the air at this moment, standing in front of the light curtain, with solemn faces.

"What kind of magic weapon is this? Or is it the innate magical power of which big demon?"

The Night Crow wearing a feather mask made a puzzled voice.

He is also a Yuanying, and has practiced for a long time, but this is the first time he has seen such a special and strange ability.

"The way of space... there are many different kinds of Dao essences entangled together... light, shadow... words?"

Miss Qilin stretched out her hand and pressed on the light curtain. Her eyes flickered under the mask and she made a judgment in a cold voice.

This analysis made Night Crow and Wutong, who was wearing a dead leaf mask, focus their attention on her.

"... This is the feedback from the Human King Sword Sheath."

Miss Qilin added, and Night Crow and Wutong showed a look of surprise.

They said that they couldn't analyze anything, but Qilin explained it clearly.

The Human King Sword Sheath is indeed a divine weapon sheath, it is really special.

"That demon seems to have the strength of the Nascent Soul Realm for a short time for some reason... The Demon Sect Saint may be in danger."

Wutong's voice was a little heavy.

If the Demon Sect Saint died in the King's City, I don't know how the Demon Sect would react.

"I don't think that kid will die so easily. After all, there are rumors that he can fight with the Nascent Soul... Hmm? It seems that something is about to appear again?"

While Night Crow was talking, he found that a piece of text suddenly floated on the light screen.

[I didn't expect this thing to be on it...]

The hearts of the three gold seals were all trembling, not knowing what the sudden text was.

But before they could react, they saw countless texts suddenly appearing on the upper part of the light curtain.

[What's going on now? Can I go home? ]

[The Demon Sect Saint fought against a demon that three Yuanying couldn't defeat? This is a good topic to talk about, and I have something to show off. I came here at the right time today...]

[Ah, the Demon Sect Saint is so handsome! And he is so graceful and gentle to women...]

[I only have enough money to buy a box of ordinary soldier bullets... Which one should I choose? ]

The dense text passed through the upper part of the light curtain, and the three Yuanying were stunned for a moment.

(Why does it feel like he always encounters these strange things... No, many of the strange things are made by himself...)

Miss Qilin was thinking this, but found that her own voice also appeared on the light curtain, and she was a little stunned for a moment.

Looking at the other two people around her, they seemed to be a little dazed.

"It seems that it can extract the voices of the people nearby to form text, and then present it on the light curtain in this form."

Miss Qilin made a quick judgment.

Ye Ya and Wutong nodded in agreement.

After exchanging glances, they slowly retreated and chose three positions in the air to stand.

They had no way to deal with this kind of thing they had just seen. After trying various methods and failing to affect the light curtain, they could only choose to wait for the result.

Through the analysis of Miss Qilin using the Human King Sword Sheath, they determined that the duration of this light curtain space was not long.

When the space dissipates, they can continue to suppress the evil spirits with the Human King Sword Sheath.

It's just that the Demon Sect Saint Son doesn't know if he can hold on until then.

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In the strange space.

The Super Muscle Rat's forehead clearly has thick blue veins popping out.

It's really angry this time!

It was so angry that it showed a bit of sneer on its ugly rat face.

"Hehe... It seems that you still don't recognize your situation, Demon Sect Saint Son..."

"In this space, I can use the power of the Nascent Soul level for a short time. A mere Golden Core Great Perfection, I can turn you into ashes in a snap of my fingers!"

As it said, it completely released its overwhelming momentum at this time.

The power of the Nascent Soul made the two girls who were watching this scene from a distance take a few steps back.

The Muscle Rat Monster raised his head proudly, and looked at Luo Wusheng with narrow and slender eyes, as if he wanted to see a look of fear from him.

But Luo Wusheng disappointed it.

At this moment, Luo Wusheng still had that disdainful expression.

"That's it?"

The mocking voice of the Demon Sect Saint made the blue veins on the Muscle Rat's forehead twitch wildly, and it made a sound of gnashing teeth.

"You don't believe it?"

"I believe it, of course I believe it."

Luo Wusheng smiled: "You are just a fake Yuanying, I can turn you into ashes in a snap of my fingers."

"What do you mean?! No... you are just being stubborn..."

I was almost fooled by this guy.

The Muscle Rat snorted, suppressed the uneasiness that surged in his heart for some reason, and decided not to continue talking to the hateful Demon Sect Saint in front of him.

(Although those bald guys told me not to attack the Demon Sect Saint... Bah, who are they, dare to command me?)

Today is the death date of the Demon Sect Saint!

Thinking of this, the vast spiritual power began to gather on its muscular right arm.

It slowly tightened its right arm.

With this punch, the Demon Sect Saint will die... Huh?

The muscle rat suddenly widened its narrow eyes.

The small pupils reflected great doubts and shock.

But Luo Wusheng, who was opposite it, gently threw up the small cube in his hand.

The cube flowed like liquid in an instant, and after turning into liquid, it began to twist. Each twist increased the flow of the liquid a lot. After a few times, it turned into a stream without any basis.

This stream now ran straight to the sky, like a water dragon rolling against the sky.

"Congeal."

Luo Wusheng raised the corner of his mouth slightly and uttered a word.

The stream running straight to the sky paused, and then condensed together little by little. After several shapings, it turned into a hideous long sword.

This sword was blood-colored and towering, which made the invincible muscle rat feel the pressure of the size difference.

Especially after feeling the terrifying energy fluctuations on this long sword, it couldn't help trembling.

Its eyes looking at Luo Wusheng were already full of horror.

This kind of terrifying fluctuation... can it be emitted by a Jindan Perfection?

If a Yuanying Early Stage was hit by this blow head-on, I'm afraid it would kill them with hatred, right?