Help!Crazy apprentices actually want to commit the following crimes

Chapter 230 She will be filial piety sooner or later

The formation was broken, and Yinghuai just sent out a signal, attracting the forces lurking around the Chongming Mansion, and cooperating with the people in the city to strangle the demons.

Now Qi Feng and the others know what the spies of the Mozu are, and they can clean them up quickly.

Xuanyuan Qingshuang stood on the spot leaning on her sword, secretly adjusted her breath, and at the same time stayed behind to take precautions.

All other matters are left to Qi Feng and others.

She is in charge of fighting high-end combat forces, and they are in charge of cleaning up the mess, which was agreed early in the morning.

……

In the distant Demon Realm, the blood moon sinks into the Rakshasa Sea.

Xiao Zhuo stretched his arms and stood on the surface of the sea, and the energy in his body continuously poured towards the blood moon.

The Xiao family in Shuozhou, belonging to Xiao Hanyu's life lamp, floated above the eyes of the array, and countless corpses flew towards the wick non-stop.

The blue flame was faltering to be extinguished, and almost turned into a dark crimson at the last bit.

Xiao Zhuo slowly opened his lips: "Kill!"

Xiao Linru responded: "Kill——"

……

Xiao Hanyu, who was standing not far from the stands, felt a pinprick pain in his brain instantly.

Blood and red filled between his eyes, making him unable to see anything else.

Her ears were filled with sharp buzzing, and she couldn't hear the movement outside.

Can't see, can't hear, he seems to be isolated from the world.

"Master, Master——"

He waved his hands and shouted loudly.

However, he found that his throat was blocked and he couldn't make a sound at all.

The bloody light rose up in the darkness like a flame, surrounding him in a sea of ​​flames.

He was alone in the center of the sea of ​​fire, making every day unresponsive and the earth not working.

He beat the fire desperately, trying to break out a way out, but the flame instantly rose up and climbed onto his body...

In the real world, the boy's eyes were pitch-black, shining with a strange red light.

He raised his hand from under his dark blue sleeves, and the blood mist billowed in his sleeves, gradually revealing a white and sharp edge wrapped in black air.

Kicking off with his left foot and stepping out with his right foot, the incomparably handsome and beautiful young man quickly approached the woman in white clothes with a preeminent posture.

Nobody cares.

Including, the woman in white who closed her eyes and adjusted her breath in the square.

Song Weiran, who was cleaning the battlefield, looked up and saw the young man eagerly flying towards the woman, and shook his head with deep frowns.

Junior Brother Xiao is too clingy to Senior Uncle Qingshuang!
I hope he can pay attention to the boundary between master and apprentice!
Xiao Hanyu stopped behind Xuanyuan Qingshuang, gloomyly looking at the fresh and elegant bun in front of him.

When he approached, the familiar feeling he brought made Xuanyuan Qingshuang recognize his identity.

The boy has a strange temper, he was punished a few days ago, and he doesn't know what he wants to do now?

Xuanyuan Qingshuang sighed silently, and slowly opened her eyelids.

The sun was shining brightly in the sky, which made the Chongming Mansion, which was sprayed with blood, even more beautiful.

Xiao Hanyu raised his hand expressionlessly, and pressed the nine-section demon spirit bone blade against Xuanyuan Qingshuang's back heart.

But it seems that there is a power in the dark, preventing the progress of the magic blade.

Xuanyuan Qingshuang felt the sharpness coming from the back of her heart, and subconsciously frowned.

"Disciple..."

When she turned her head, a white light flashed across Xiao Hanyu's body, and the invisible barrier that blocked the advance of the magic blade disappeared instantly.

"Pfft-"

An extremely crisp sound sounded, and the knuckle-shaped magic blade pierced through the woman's flesh and blood.

Xuanyuan Qingshuang's last syllable got stuck in her throat, she turned her head to look at the cold young man with puzzlement in her amber eyes.

Another flash of white light flashed, and the boy pushed hard again.

"Pfft-"

The bone blade wrapped by the same power as her broke through all her defenses like a bamboo, and sank deeply into her back, revealing bloody joints from her chest.

Xuanyuan Qingshuang frowned tightly, gathered aura with her fingertips and drew two circles in the air, fixing Xiao Hanyu in place.

Xuanyuan Qingshuang staggered two steps, coughed, and asked Xiao Hanyu:
"Teacher, what are you doing?"

Seeing the boy's dark eyes like deep pools, he slowly lifted the corners of his lips, pulled a gloomy and strange smile, and said word by word:
"This blade is called 'God Killer'."

"what?"

Xuanyuan Qingshuang's eyes trembled, and she let go of her right hand, and the Xuanyuan sword that was leaning on the ground returned to the sea of ​​consciousness.

As Xiao Hanyu's voice fell, the three-inch-long nine-section demon spirit bone blade flashed red light, melting into Xuanyuan Qingshuang's body little by little.

Blood gushed out from the holes in front and back of her body, staining her pure white clothes red, and it couldn't be stopped no matter what.

The red on the white clothes is really eye-catching, Sikong Zhu, who is used to observing Xuanyuan Qingshuang occasionally, so as to give him a sense of security, suddenly saw it, and shouted heart-piercingly:
"Uncle-"

Abandoning the wounded for treatment, he rushed towards Xuanyuan Qingshuang at a high speed.

Others heard the words and approached the middle of the square one after another.

Song Weiran, who was dealing with the demon corpses at the entrance of the square, felt his heart skip a beat.

Junior sister Sikong's tone is so anxious, could it be that the uncle was seriously injured during the battle with Wu Luo?
Song Weiran desperately broke through the crowd and approached the center of the square.

Even though it was only a hundred feet away, he was sweating profusely.

Seeing that they were about to approach, the crowd suddenly dispersed, and a dark blue figure came from within, and fell straight at his feet.

"Xiao Hanyu, you are not human!"

Behind the crowd, the girl in the black dress glared, her eyes burning with monstrous anger.

She stretched out her right hand, and a black spiritual hammer wrapped with golden silk patterns appeared out of thin air.

Surrounding spiritual power bursts, murderous aura overflows.

It is clear that they want to put the people at their feet to death!
Song Weiran looked behind Sikong Zhu intently. The woman in white was covering her chest, standing there with lowered eyebrows.

Bright blood flowed out from between the fingers, dyeing the fairy-like white clothes red.

Song Weiran's pupils shrank, and he shouted:

"Uncle Master?"

He hurriedly walked up to Sikong Zhu, and asked urgently:

"What the hell is going on, how could Master Uncle get such a serious injury?"

Sikong Zhu curled his lips into a sneer, his eyes were full of sternness.

While attacking, she walked towards the boy lying on the ground.

"You ask him!"

Song Weiran turned his head to look, and the young man frowned tightly, curled up and lay on the ground, with blood on the corner of his mouth, obviously seriously injured.

Seeing the boy's face clearly, Song Weiran was shocked:
"Junior Brother Xiao, why is it you?"

Seeing that Sikong Zhu's attack with full strength was about to land on Xiao Hanyu's body, Xuanyuan Qingshuang flicked her sleeves with all her strength, lightly dispelling the girl's attack.

"Ahem, little bamboo, stop."

After using this trick, Xuanyuan Qingshuang only felt that her spiritual power was stagnant.

The demon bone blade melted into the blood and flowed into the meridians. The black and red power was like a spider web, wrapping around her meridians from the inside out, trapping the pure white spiritual power.

She could mobilize less and less spiritual power, and the spiritual power used for healing in the palm of her hand was poured into her chest, but it was like a mud cow falling into the sea, unable to exert any effect.

Seeing that the woman's injury was getting more and more serious, Sikong Zhu cast a bitter glance at Xiao Hanyu who was on the ground, then turned and returned to Xuanyuan Qingshuang's side.

"Uncle, how are you doing?"

Sikongzhu supported Xuanyuan Qingshuang, his eyes were moist, he raised his hand and desperately poured spiritual power into her wound, hoping to alleviate the injury.

Xuanyuan Qingshuang shook her head slightly, her eyebrows were tightly frowned, and the blood on her face was thin.

The meridians entangled in black and red spider webs, together with spiritual power, condensed little by little like water turning into ice.

The formed ice edge pierced the flesh and blood, and clashed between the meridians, bringing unspeakable pain.

Didn't expect it to fall on the apprentice because of the demon clan's accident?

Where did that bastard get into trouble?

She will be killed sooner or later!
(End of this chapter)