The Queen of Ghosts: The Underworld Queen Dominates the World

Chapter 115 Imperial Heroes (3)

There was silence around, and everyone's eyes were focused on the light curtain where the Emperor Ye was. She was the only one who said some not so polite words, but no one could hear them.

In the light curtain, the wind wall is still turning, but in the illusion, the mask on Yehuang's face has been blown off by the sharp wind, and even the bundled hair has been blown away.

Can no one get out of the wind wall?
It's just that he couldn't find the weakness of the wind wall.

Yehuang is best at finding weaknesses.

There was a faint silver light on her body again, it was a protective layer, allowing her body to surpass its own limit and reach the maximum defense.

Her hand slowly stretched out towards the wind wall, and when she encountered the high-speed rotating wind, her fingers hurt, but they were not severed.

That is the power of Wushuangjue.

If you can't find a weakness, then it's okay to go out tough, but you just have to bear that kind of pain.

Yehuang looked around, looking for Fengbi's weakness.

But after thinking about it, she realized that the time they had left was running out.

She may not have time to look for the weak point of the wind wall.

The only way is to break through.

On this side, Yehuang was looking for the weaker place of the wind wall, while on the other side Zhao Fan was a little surprised, why didn't the wind wall stop after turning for so long? Could it be that the kid hasn't been sent out yet?
The only thing he can't feel is the Emperor Ye, so he can't be sure whether he is still there at this moment.

"No, just a kid without magic power, how could he break through my wind wall?" Thinking of this, those thoughts were thrown behind him again.

Struggle, no matter how long you struggle, it will not change the result of losing.

They should be glad that this is in an illusion, otherwise they would really die.

Just when his self-confidence was soaring, Ye Huang had already endured the excruciating pain and forcibly broke through the wind wall.

The moment the wind wall stopped turning, Zhao Fan was slightly taken aback, but in this moment of astonishment, Yehuang had already stepped forward, tore off his black robe with one hand and put it on his naked body, One hand stabbed neatly into his body.

When Zhao Fan disappeared, his eyes were full of disbelief.

He lost, he actually lost, how could he lose?

But he lost because he was too confident, always thinking that no one could break his wind wall.

Only in this way did Ye Huang have a chance to take advantage of.

If this is not an illusion, Ye Huang's sword will not be able to defeat Zhao Fan, but this is an illusion, when life is in danger, it will be automatically teleported out.

So he lost and the Night Emperor won.

At the moment when the wind wall parted, dust rose up, and people outside the illusion only saw a piece of dust in the light curtain.

When the dust slowly dispersed, the person standing there was wearing a black cloak, and the black hair was scattered behind him. Although they hadn't seen the front, everyone already knew who it was.

Isn't that thin body the boy wearing the mask?

In an instant, there was a frantic shout on the Imperial Capital Square.

And at this moment, Yehuang turned around, her hair happened to cover half of her face, only revealing that white and flawless side, stunningly beautiful.

The cheers stopped abruptly at this moment, and everyone couldn't help holding their breath.

"Little Jiu."

"Jiujiu."

Rong Si and Mu Junhao couldn't help calling out at the same time.

But the next moment, the hair was blown up by the wind, revealing the face on the other side, the red and weird totem looked very scary.

Silent, more silent.

(End of this chapter)