The evil king chased his wife 99 times: lady, wait for me

Chapter 224 Killing Zhou Bingqian

Feng Youruo already had weak divine power in her body, and at this moment, because of the Lingzhu, the whole person exploded, and the speed of chasing people was extremely fast. At the same time, Duan Muhao, who started with her, was thrown out of the street within 2 minutes.

"She's so strong!" Duan Muhao was hit again, stopped in low self-esteem, and went back to Qingfu to transfer troops!

Chasing all the way to the vicinity of Jinghu Lake, Feng Youruo descended from the sky with an extremely gorgeous posture, barely blocking the way of the thief. After seeing the thief's face clearly, she was shocked and angry: "Zhou Bingqian! You are still alive."

Panting, Zhou Bingqian tightly held the Lingzhu in her hand: "Yan Feiyi, aren't you still dead?"

"Since you're not dead, why don't you hide well? How dare you come here and grab my things!" Feng Youruo whispered, the Huoyu Duanqing flower on his forehead was as gorgeous as blood.

Zhou Bingqian looked at the cursed flower that was said to never be able to get rid of, and felt relieved: "It turns out that this is the Huoyu Duanqinghua, Yan Feiyi, you are destined to have a short life after all, in your last life, and in this life. This is really retribution. !"

"Stop talking nonsense! Give me back the beads!" Feng Youruo roared, the silver dragon whip in his hand felt the master's killing intent, buzzing and trembling.

"Impossible. Just for this pearl, I endured humiliation until now. Unless I die, I will never give it to you." Zhou Bingqian simply put the pearl into her chest and held the sword in one hand.

For this bead, she has given everything.Her own youth, the life of the whole family, and... her words.It was hard to get the Lingzhu, even if she died, she would give the Lingzhu to Master Jingkui!

"Then you die!" Feng Youruo's eyes froze, and the silver dragon whip was thrown out.

Zhou Bingqian narrowly escaped, and while using all her strength to deal with Feng Youruo, she looked towards the mirror lake from time to time.

You can already see the tip of the Shili Pavilion here, as long as you can drag Master Jingkui to come, she will win!

Feng Youruo also sensed her intentions, and said vigilantly, "He came with backup! Even Liu Yue abandoned you, yet you can still find backup, not bad!"

"Humph!"

Taking advantage of Fengyouruo's relaxation, Zhou Bingqian approached Shiliting while beating.

How could Feng Youruo let her succeed? With a flick of his wrist, he accelerated the attack speed. The silver dragon whip was flying like a swimming dragon, and the shining silver lights woven into a net to block Zhou Bingqian's way.

Zhou Bingqian was quickly defeated, and was whipped to the ground, unable to move.

"Hand over the Lingzhu!" Feng Youruo approached her step by step, dragging his whip, his tone as cold as frost.

"No." Zhou Bingqian moved her body back with difficulty, her eyes were full of hatred, how could Yan Feiyi be so strong?This world is so unfair!

"It's up to you!" Feng Youruo shouted coldly, and the long whip directly wrapped around Zhou Bingqian's neck.

Zhou Bingqian trembled uncontrollably: This is Feng Youruo's method to kill people, to avenge Yan Feiyi's revenge in Feng Youruo's way!

The metallic silver whip was cold to the bone, as long as she exerted a little force, her head would be separated from her body.What about Master Jingkui?Why is he still not here?
Zhou Bingqian's heart was cold to the heels, is she really going to die at her hands this time?No, she is not reconciled!She would rather die by Jing Kui's hand, Mei Jiang Shuying's knife than Feng Youruo's hand!
"Aren't you willing to die at my hands?" Feng Youruo sneered, "Zhou Bingqian, I think I'd dirty my silver dragon whip if I killed you! But..." She paused deliberately, and said bitterly, "You're already in the way My eyes are too long, it's time to end!"

As soon as the words fell, Feng Youruo increased the strength in his hands.

It hurts, it hurts like cutting skin and cutting flesh...

Zhou Bingqian's face was pale, trembling with pain and extreme panic.

At this moment, a black light flashed, Feng Youruo was forced to take two steps back, and let go of the whip in his hand.

Jing Kui in black stood in front of Feng Youruo, the black iron mask on his face reflected the cold light in the sun, and two women in black with faces were holding Zhou Bingqian up, one on the left and the other on the right, Zhou Bingqian was panting , breathed a sigh of relief, and looked at Feng Youruo proudly: "Feng Youruo, you lost!"

"Jingkui! It really is you!" Feng Youruo sneered with curved lips.

"It's still too late to go now." Jing Kui threatened in a low voice.He only cares about the Lingzhu, and he doesn't want to confront Feng Youruo head-on.Because the backing behind Feng Youruo was too terrifying, he really didn't have the courage to challenge the demon's anger.

Feng Youruo shook his head, shaking the silver dragon whip: "Impossible!"

"You are not my opponent." Jing Kui said again.

"That's impossible." Feng Youruo sneered, flexibly swinging the long whip.The silver dragon whip danced with her thoughts as if alive, waves of murderous aura spread out.

In an instant, the wind and clouds surged, and sand and stones flew away.

God is angry.

Jing Kui was horrified, took a step back and stared at her in disbelief: "You, you..."

It's just a fragment of a god. The last time I saw it, I was still weak, but suddenly it became so strong!
Feng Youruo knew that it was the divine power in her body that played a role, or maybe it was the magic power that Lingyuan gave her.Once these powers are used, she can no longer hide them.But for Lingzhu, she can't control that much anymore!
"Go to hell!" Feng Youruo roared and rushed over.

Jing Kui weaves a protective circle, but is still forced to retreat step by step by her powerful lethality.

Jing Kui drew his sword to fight back, Hong Ling and Qing Ling snatched the Lingzhu in Zhou Bingqian's arms and threw her aside, holding Xi Ling's soul and running away desperately.

Without the support of Hong Ling and Qing Ling, Zhou Bingqian immediately collapsed on the ground again: "Wait, take me with you..."

Where does anyone pay attention to her?There is only one way left for the exhausted chess pieces-abandon!

Zhou Bingqian turned her head and glanced at Feng Youruo, the Huoyu Duanqing flower on her forehead was burning as if alive, and it was as red as blood beads that were about to drip down.Her eyes also turned red, like an avenger from hell.

If Jing Kui leaves her too...

She trembled for a moment, not daring to think about it anymore, and struggled to get up and run forward.

"Want to run? It's not that easy!" Feng Youruo sneered, and strangled Zhou Bingqian's neck with his long whip.

"The beads were taken away..." Zhou Bingqian said in a panic.

but……

Feng Youruo didn't give her any more chances at all, so his subordinates worked hard.

puff--

Blood spurted straight out, and Zhou Bingqian's head fell to the grass beside her, her facial expression still maintained the panic and distorted expression before death.Blood stained the yellowed grass.

The silver dragon whip that had eaten blood was glowing red, and Jing Kui's eyes widened in horror: "Go, go..."

However, before he finished, Feng Youruo's whip was already in front of his eyes, and he hurriedly dodged to dodge, and in the gap of his dodge, Feng Youruo's left hand had an extra soft sword, which could barely withstand Jing's whip. Aoi's chest.

(End of this chapter)