Demon branches and jade leaves

Chapter 727

The seven wings behind Chi Ming suddenly opened, and the demon sword in his hand shot out a sakura-colored brilliance.

The sword soul's beautiful eyes dimmed, and the sword of immortality suddenly became more than one meter long, and the speed was fast and lightning. With one sword, it severed the demon sword of Chiming. The sword was sharp and pierced one of Chiming's wings. The blood was flowing, and the red feathers were flying.

"Well--"

Chi Ming screamed, he didn't expect that he would lose so badly, and he didn't expect this woman with the same face as her godmother to be so strong!

What Chi Ming didn't know was that he didn't even reach the out-of-body stage, and Sword Soul knew the nine swords of immortality. If he wasn't poisoned, he would even have the strength to fight Emperor Jiuchen. of.

"what are you doing!"

As soon as Xiao Chi was injured, Jiang Louyue's expression changed.

She stepped forward, took her godson into her arms, quickly took out a elixir, gave it to Xiao Chi, and helped him stop the bleeding.

"If you want to fight, come at me! I'll play with you!"

Jiang Louyue glared, and 32 golden flying blades flew out of her waist in an instant, attacking in the direction of Sword Soul from different angles.

With 32 mental powers and 32 flying blades, it's like 32 people besieging an enemy at the same time.

A surprising scene happened.

Not only did Sword Soul not fight back, he didn't even use the Sword of Eternal Life to block it, and just let the 32 flying blades pierce into his flesh, blood spurting out.

On the shoulders, on the chest, on the abdomen, on the arms, on the knees, on the legs, and even half of the face, there are sharp blades.

Sword Soul had a painful look on his face, and he couldn't even maintain his standing posture. He bent one knee and knelt in front of Jiang Louyue like this. down.

Jiang Louyue was shocked.

"Why don't you fight back?"

Sword Soul raised his head, half of his face still had a flying blade stuck in it, looked at Jiang Louyue innocently, and said in a trembling voice, "Master gave me an order to blow yourself up if I hurt you."

Jiang Louyue's heart tightened for a while, and she could hardly breathe.

She looked at Sword Soul with a look at the monster.

Then, she curled her lips and sneered: "You also have today. You and the ghost Tathagata are both wonderful, born together."

Is the ghost Tathagata trying to please her?
He thought, after hurting himself, does it still make sense to do such a thing?
Jiang Louyue took back 32 golden flying blades, looked down at Sword Soul with an indifferent look, and said: "Killing you is a relief for you. You can continue to live like a pig and a dog." Come on, enjoy your master's love for you."

Looking at Jiang Louyue's back, Jian Hun knelt on the ground with one knee, one hand dug into the dry soil, and two lines of humiliating tears flowed from his red eyes.

"Why, why are you doing this to me..."

She kept crying.

She was accused of eating her brain by a corpse worm, and her consciousness was swallowed up, but her memory was still there. She knew that the woman who humiliated and hurt her just now was her biggest enemy in her life.

But she can't be jealous, can't be angry, can't even fight back, she can only suffer silently!

For the first time, Sword Soul felt that living was a torment.

But her life belongs to the master, the master does not let her die, she does not even have the right to commit suicide.

*****
Jiang Louyue and Di Jiuchen's group climbed to the top of Fengdu Mountain.

The elite disciples of the corpse-controlling clan, the Wei Daomen, and the two forces have assembled into a team and are waiting for them on the top of the mountain.

The number of enemies is magnificent.

There are tens of thousands of disciples in the corpse-controlling clan, and there are tens of thousands of disciples in the Bewitching Dao Sect. When they gather together, there are about [-] disciples.The elite disciples stood in front, and the Corpse King and Ghost Tathagata were at the forefront.

On the other hand, our number is one hundred and five.

Mu Yue touched her chin: "Looking at the opponent's situation, it's a bit difficult to kick the hall."

Fan Yin couldn't help pinching his cold sweat, and said, "Lao Mu, should we call all the disciples of Tiandaomen and Yinyuezong to cheer? There is a hundred thousand if you add it up."

Mu Yue smiled and rolled her eyes: "If that's the case, this Fengdu Mountain will probably be crushed."

Sanskrit coughed lightly, and said awkwardly, "That's true."

Muyue raised her head, looked at the Corpse King, and said, "What is the Corpse King doing? We are the envoys of the Human Sovereign, and we are here for martial arts exchanges, and there is no malicious intent."

"Martial arts exchange? Humph!" The Corpse King snorted coldly, his blue-white eyes filled with contempt, "What kind of communication method do you want?"

Muyue stretched out her hands and spread out five fingers.

"Three wins out of five."

"Hahahaha!" The Corpse King laughed in the sky, his laughter was gloomy, "How about winning, how about losing?"

Emperor Jiuchen took a step forward and said solemnly: "If you win, your Fengdu Mountain will be free from the emperor's jurisdiction and become independent; if we win, the golden corpse and dragon veins of your Fengdu Mountain will belong to us."

The corpse king's face turned grim.

His entire body was wrapped in bandages, including his head.When it was ferocious, the bandages were twisted together, and the bloodshot of the blue-white eyeballs skyrocketed.

He was excited and angry.

Excited that he finally had the opportunity to blatantly break away from the Emperor's rule; angry that the secret of the golden corpse dragon vein hidden deep under Fengdu Mountain was unexpectedly discovered!
"Okay, this king promises you!"

Driven by interests, it is impossible for the Corpse King not to agree.

"It's just—" Corpse King Qingbai's eyes dimmed, "This king believes that contestants should not be restricted by age and cultivation level."

The meaning of this sentence is already obvious.

That is the corpse king himself is going to compete!He, an old monster who has lived for 500 years, wants to hang and beat you young descendants!
"Okay, I have no problem."

Di Jiuchen is very refreshing.

"Hahaha! Very good!"

The corpse king said in his heart, this descendant of the emperor is a heartless person. With such a big hole, he jumped in without even blinking his eyelids. He is already at the ninth level of the tribulation period, and he will soon enter the realm of a half-step immortal. Opposite a hundred or so tender faces, who is his opponent!

"The first test, this king is coming!"

He wants to make a name for himself!

He wants to teach the heirs of the emperor a profound lesson!

"You guys, you lose!"

Who dares to fight him!
Sure enough, the younger generations of Tiandao Sect and Yinyue Sect all showed timid expressions on their faces, and took a step back one after another.

"Let me come."

A voice like a silver bell came from behind Jiang Louyue.

Shen Xun'er was a small one, standing behind Jiang Louyue and Di Jiuchen, completely invisible. When she came out and stood in front of the corpse king, the corpse king's face changed instantly. .

"Immortal corpse?!"

The corpse king's eyeballs twitched.

"If someone has a name, don't always call him a fairy corpse. You think that everyone is as happy as you are to be a corpse. My name is Shen Xun'er. I am [-] years old this year. I heard that you have no age in this competition." If there are no restrictions, I'll just join in the fun."

(End of this chapter)