Just then, a snowflake shone.

Yue Mei saw that Ye Lingyue had already reached the front.

To Yue Mei's shock, Ye Lingyue also made Hanyue Sword.

"Bold, you dare to learn Hanyue Sword secretly!" Yue Mei was furious when she saw it, and she already knew in her heart that Ye Lingyue must have learned it secretly after taking the martial arts stone carving of Hanyue Sword.

Ye Lingyue smiled coldly.

With a wave of Su's hand, Yuan force surged on the sword in his hand, and in mid-air, the direction of Hanyue Sword Shadow suddenly turned and attacked towards Yue Mei.

It is also Hanyue Sword, but Ye Lingyue's swordsmanship is more proficient and more domineering than Yue Mei's Hanyue Sword.

Yue Mei's sword shadow was shattered by Ye Lingyue.

Almost at the same time, Ye Lingyue's jade hand moved, and the female sword Jiulong roared softly, turned into a snow shadow, and stabbed at Yue Mei.

But it was the second form of Hanyue Sword. Countless sword shadows condensed together to form a big sword, which slashed down above Yue Mei's head.

That sword move was somewhat similar to the one that Ye Lingyue used when he met Wu Zhong in Yunmeng Marsh.

"What kind of sword is that? Isn't it the second style of Hanyue Sword?" Yue Mei was very proficient in Hanyue Sword's swordsmanship and wanted to block Ye Lingyue's second sword.

Who knew that the second sword of Ye Lingyue Hanyue Sword was different from what Yue Mei thought.

"The sword is dead, and this sword is called Emperor Yuliuguang."

Ye Lingyue's eyes were cold.

The sword fell, the giant sword shattered, and it turned into a waterfall of flowing lights.

The sword qi poured down like a waterfall, rushing out Chen Mu and Yue Mei who dared to come to support, and the two fell from the air.

The moment she fell from the air, Yue Mei's eyes were full of surprise and disbelief.

She never expected that Ye Lingyue had learned the Hanyue Sword in just a few days. Not only was she more proficient in using it, but she also used the Hanyue Sword to create new sword moves.

Ye Lingyue held the sword and her eyes were tactful.

She realized a new sword move,

But, where is the person who inspired her now?

There was an indescribable sense of sadness in my heart.

Yue Mei and Chen Mu retreated, leaving only the monk Nan Jiu.

"Master Nanjiu, I don't want to fight with you."

After Ye Lingyue forced Yue Mei back, Monk Nan Jiu stopped her.

"Ye Xiaoyou, why do you insist on going your own way? You know that your friend is not a human race. If you insist on doing this, you will become the public enemy of the three sects. There is no place for you in the entire Qingzhou Continent." , shook his head and sighed.

"Master, it doesn't matter to me whether he is a human or a monster. I only know that he is my fiancé," Ye Lingyue's eyes were firm. When she spoke, the female sword in her hand made an uproar.

With a flick of the sword shadow, he let go and attacked the monk Nanjiu.

Monk Nanjiu also knew how powerful the Jiulong chanting was, and he made a seal in his hand, and a Buddhist seal with the character "swastika" stood in front of him.

But at this moment, Ye Lingyue suddenly retracted his sword, and behind the monk Nan Jiu, the ancestor of Hun Yuan suddenly appeared, carrying Wu Zhong's body, like a Dapeng, several ups and downs, and fled.

"Master, I'm sorry." Ye Lingyue stepped on the female sword Nine Dragons and swept out.

Only then did the monk Nanjiu know that Ye Lingyue was trying to sway the tiger away from the mountain, pretending to fight, but in fact, let the ancestors of Hunyuan secretly take action.

Monk Nanjiu knew he was fooled, regretted it, and hurried to catch up.

According to Ye Lingyue's order, the ancestor of Hunyuan rescued Wu Zhong's body, and after a few retreats, he had reached the mountain gate of Hunyuanzong.

But at this moment, a few people suddenly appeared in front of them. It was the Sifang City Lord, the East, West, North and South Sifang envoys, as well as Long Baobao, Long Huai, Xiao Zhiyo, Xiao Wuya, Yan Che and others who had to follow.

"Ancestor Primordial Primordial? Ghost Emperor him?" After returning to Sifang City, the Sifang City Lord found that the city was in a mess. After he received the voice transmission from Zitangsu, he knew that the demon sun was coming to the end of the world, so he arrived with the Sifang envoy.

"Big Brother Feng? Master, that bad guy has caught Big Brother Feng, save him quickly." Long Baobao saw Feng Xin and thought it was Patriarch Hunyuan who caught him, but he was also very strange, why Big Brother Feng saw them a little bit There is no response, it looks like a dead person?

Long Baobao found that Feng Xin not only did not answer, but even stopped breathing, and his chest did not rise and fall.

"He's dead. He's not your big brother Feng either, he's the ghost emperor Wu Zhong, and he's also the reincarnation of the demon ancestor. It was he who killed An Qiniang of the Hunyuan Sect, and the head of the Hunyuanzong came to seek revenge, In a fit of rage, the Ghost Emperor slaughtered the entire family of the Hunyuan Sect, and only then did he lead to the Hunyuan Patriarch who had long been hidden from the world."

The Sifang City Lord did not expect that a generation of Ghost Emperor Wu Zhong would fall.

Feng Xin is Wu Zhong?

This fact shocked Xiao Wuya, Long Baobao and Xiao Zhiyo.

They couldn't connect Feng Xin, who was usually warm and warm like the sun, and the famous Ghost Emperor Wu Zhong who killed him on the mainland.

But soon, they thought again that Ye Lingyue and Feng Xin had a deep friendship, and the two had just made a verbal engagement. At this time, Feng Xin died, then Ye Lingyue...

Especially Xiao Zhi yo, it is very annoyed when it thinks that the boss must be in dire straits at this moment, but he can't do anything.

Just as the Sifang City Lord was speaking, his eyebrows suddenly jumped, sensing a sense of crisis, and he shouted loudly.

"Go back quickly."

A dazzling black light swept like lightning from not far away.

That black light was a round of ink-colored sun, but it was the apocalyptic Yaoyang who noticed Zitangsu's plan and came back to seize the body.

The demon Yang instantly disappeared into Wu Zhong's body.

As soon as the apocalyptic demon yang entered his body, Wu Zhong's body, which was originally breathless, moved slightly.

In his empty eyes, a black flame danced.

The wrist shook, urging the demon power in the body, and poured into the male sword in his hand, Jiulong Yin.

Xiongjian Jiulongyin let out a terrible roar.

The sound of the sword roared, Wu Chong struck out with one hand and the other with a thunderclap.

The sword light was like a tidal water, surging endlessly, and the palm wind seemed to be overwhelming, and it came from nowhere.

The Sifang City Lord secretly screamed that it was not good, and ordered the Sifang Envoy to immediately retreat with the dragon bag and the others, but how could the Sifang Envoy's cultivation be comparable to Wu Zhong, who was possessed by the demon yang.

Wu Zhong had already grabbed the dragon bag, and stabbed the dragon bag with a sword.

At the critical moment, the Xiongjian Jiulongyin shook violently, but Ye Lingyue, who came later, had already arrived.

The female sword Jiulong roared and blocked the sword. The two swords collided. Whether it was physical strength or strength, Wu Zhong was superior.

Ye Lingyue only felt that the tiger's mouth was cracked and painful, the hand holding the female sword was cracked, and bright red bloodshot oozing out.

"Sister Yue, you are injured. Brother Feng, he..." Long Baobao's eyes were red.

"Long Baobao, I'm fine." Ye Lingyue's voice finally fell, and in a flash, Wu Zhong held the sword, and the male sword Jiulong Yin pressed against Ye Lingyue's throat.

"Brother Feng, don't you love Sister Xiyue the most? How can you bear to hurt Sister Yue?" Seeing Ye Lingyue's injury, Long Baobao roared at Wu Zhong in a hurry, regardless of his own safety.

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