Emperor Yan's Domination: The Heaven-defying Demon Concubine Evils the World

Chapter 185 Hand over the hanging bag!Mercy
Helian's sword stage suddenly changed, he stared out the window, subconsciously stood in front of Yunyue, and shouted in a low voice: "Yue'er, back off".

Just now, the low, mellow and gentle voice was like the sounds of nature, but it was instantly hoarse by the sudden burst of cold air. At this time, the gentle and elegant voice is like the incarnation of Rakshasa, and the whole body is filled with a terrifying atmosphere.

Yunyue stood behind the Helian sword platform, looking out of the window calmly, a few gleams of cold light flashed from the corners of her eyes.

Helian sword platform slapped forward, and said in a deep voice, "Who is here!"

A grey-robed old man in the forest, his thick lips overflowed with a scornful smile, his narrow and narrow eyes narrowed slightly, he glanced disdainfully at the palm wind in front of him, he raised his hand unhurriedly, with his thick index finger , One song, all the time, an invisible finger wind popped out from the fingertips.

The finger wind came out, fierce and frightening, facing the palm wind of the ninth level and seventh level of true energy on the Helian sword platform, with the advantage of absolute strength, it broke through the palm wind, and hit the Helian sword platform face to face.

Yunyue raised her hand unhurriedly, with a mellow fingering wind, it met with the gray-robed old man's fingering wind.

"call out--"

There was only a slight explosion, and the gray-robed old man's fingering wind was abruptly changed, and he went back the same way, passing him by.

The old man in gray robe flashed quickly, but his shoulder was still shaken by the aftermath. When he pressed his shoulder and hurriedly surrounded him, his blood suddenly surged. He subconsciously looked at the Helian sword platform with an incredulous expression on his face.

"Who's coming, come out!" Yun Yue calmly walked to the window sill, her pupils froze, and her crisp and round voice was tinged with frost.

"Hahahaha—who is the one here!" Gray streamers flickered in the forest, and the gust of wind was accompanied by a shocking sneer, shaking the entire study.

In the blink of an eye, the gray-robed old man was standing on the outermost tree. He slashed at Yunyue, with a stern look on his face, and sternly shouted: "I never thought that the girl from that day was you, the little witch, Helian Yunyue, do you still remember the old man?" ?”

Yunyue glanced at it casually, and a few fragments flashed in her mind. Although she couldn't remember it, this gray-robed old man seemed familiar to her, as if she had seen it somewhere before. She couldn't remember it again and again, so she could only reply truthfully: "do not know!"

The grey-robed old man's face was as black as the bottom of a pot, his long and narrow eyes burst out with murderous intent, and his expression was extremely frightening.

"How dare you say you don't know him!" the gray-robed old man yelled fiercely, his piercing voice made people's hair stand on end. When he laughed, a sharp pressure was released without a trace.

"Clatter————"

The breath was wrapped in a murderous aura, and the cool wind was blowing, rattling, and the gray clothes were thrown up and down.

Helian Jiantai attacked subconsciously, Yunyue pressed his wrist to protect him behind her, and said with a smile: "Brother is in trouble, it's Yue'er who came to rescue him, this man came to find Yueer, Yueer will solve it."

Helian Jiantai thought that Yunyue was in the realm of vitality, and felt that he was a bit redundant. He lightly rolled his eyes, grabbed Yunyue's clothes and said with a smile: "Okay, then Yue'er will protect brother."

"Protect brother." Yunyue nodded her head lightly, her gaze turned cold, she rubbed her palms casually, and asked in a cold voice, "Should I know you?"

The grey-robed old man's face was gloomy, his eyes were stern, and the corners of his mouth frequently gritted his teeth.

"Of course you should know it. How dare you say you don't know it on a certain mountain in the desert forest?" The gray-robed old man gouged Yunyue a few times, slowed down his speech, and bit down several important places to remind Yunyue.

Yunyue thought about the location carefully, her mind trembling slightly, some memory fragments flashed by, but they were fleeting, she couldn't capture the specific location.

"What advice do you want from me?" Yunyue skipped the question of whether she knew her or not, and went straight to the point. Although she didn't know the old man, she already knew that the old man was not good, so naturally she didn't need to waste too much time.

"Give the hanging bag that you took away to the old man!" The gray-robed old man was very satisfied with Yunyue's straight-forward, thick lips pursed, and the order was filled with murderous intent, obviously there was no room for negotiation.

"What hanging bag?" Yunyue heard about the hanging bag, and subconsciously remembered the hanging bag containing the vases she found in Lijing Lake not long ago. The sword, light and sword in the dream reappeared again, Yunyue's pupils froze, and the cold burst out instantly.

The gray-robed old man smiled jokingly, and asked in a deep voice, "Don't you know what hanging bag is?"

"How would I know if you didn't tell me?" Yunyue replied perfunctorily.

"You!" The gray-robed old man choked for a moment, and felt angry in his heart. He clenched his thick old palms tightly, and the bones rubbed against each other. The sound was intermittent.

"Okay, then let the old man tell you what the hanging bag is. Take a good look. Do you dare to say that this hanging bag is not with you?" The old man in gray robe forced himself to calm down. Xiang Yunyue.

Yunyue was vigilant, she wrapped her hands in her clothes and took it, and opened it to check after confirming that there was no danger. She glanced at it, moved slightly, and when she raised her eyes again, she put it on the table without showing any emotion, and replied casually: "No Pass this hanging bag."

From the conversation between the two, Helian Jiantai heard that they had a feud, looked at the things on the paper curiously, and quickly locked his eyes on the strange runes on the hanging bag. He pondered for a while, and his expression changed suddenly.

This turned out to be something from the Mu family!
Helian Jiantai heard Yunyue's categorical denial, thinking that the old man in gray robe had found the wrong person, so he didn't rush to ask.

"Little witch, return the hanging bag, the old man will spare you!" The gray-robed old man roared loudly, the jungle pounded, and in the Driftwood pole formation, his palm, momentum, and breath had no destructive power.

"It's not with me, how do you want me to pay it back?" Yunyue lied solemnly and didn't want to pay attention.

The gray-robed old man's face sank like water, he waved his sleeves fiercely, and asked in a cold voice, "Where is that?"

Yunyue spread her hands and said perfunctorily, "Where did you get it from? Naturally, where do you go?"

Casual words turned into countless silver needles, piercing the gray-robed old man's brain fiercely, causing headaches and pain, and his long and narrow eyes were filled with scarlet.

"How dare you return the hanging bag! You—damn it! Damn it, little witch!"

How long did it take him to return the hanging bag, how much manpower and financial resources he lost to finally get it, Helian Yunyue, damn it!Damn it!
Perhaps the gray-robed old man was seriously injured, and it was difficult for him to form words. His sanity was eroded by anger and hatred, and he was about to disappear.

"Crack——" the gray-robed old man was so angry that his eyes cracked, he gritted his teeth fiercely, his thick fists made his joints crack, and the murderous aura on his body was so heavy that the surrounding air froze.

The gray-robed old man waved his arms and roared angrily, "Helian Yunyue is here to take his life!"

"Come and get it if you can." Yunyue leisurely fiddled with her nails, casually reciprocating.

"Be careful, Yue'er!" Helian Jiantai's breathing became disordered due to the pressure of the surging breath. He subconsciously protected Yunyue behind him. Being suppressed, it was difficult to breathe, and he was so suppressed that he couldn't use his inner breath.

This is absolute strength suppression, it is vitality!
"Ninth level and seventh level of infuriating energy." The gray-robed old man glanced at the Helian sword platform and sneered a few times, "Don't overestimate yourself, hand over the hanging bag!"

The breath of the gray-robed old man dispersed, and fine cold sweat broke out from the forehead of Helian Jiantai's Wen Qing.

With a flash of Yunyue's figure, she calmly took over the pressure of the gray-robed old man, raised her brows lightly, and replied coldly, "It's mere second-level and sixth-level vitality, don't overestimate your strength, and accept death obediently."

Under the bleak moonlight, she was dressed in white clothes, and her peerless and lively face was icy cold and proud.

When the gray-robed old man heard Yunyue read out his heavy steps, his face darkened suddenly, and the little witch actually saw my skill!Could it be that she has cultivated to the third level of vitality?Impossible, last time she was only at the ninth level of true qi, and it was impossible to reach the third level all at once.

"Damn it! Mistake!" The gray-robed old man looked at the cold Yunyue with ashen face, fear, panic, and anxiety filled his heart. After regaining consciousness, he gritted his teeth and retreated wisely.

"Don't rush away, we haven't had a good chat yet, don't hang the bag, I want your life." Yunyue lightly raised her white sleeves, swept out the slight wind of fingers, turned into long ropes, and wrapped them tightly The gray-robed old man, she twitched casually, and the gray-robed old man rolled to her heels in an instant.

"Dum—" Yunyue raised her long legs high, and stepped heavily on the gray-robed old man's back.

"Pfft——" the gray-robed old man's blood surged from being stepped on, and bright red blood spilled from the corner of his mouth. Facing the heavy pressure, he was not afraid, but rather proud.

"Little witch! Don't overestimate your strength. If you dare to hurt this old man, the ten evil sects will not let you go. Let me go!" the gray-robed old man spat fiercely, threatening triumphantly.

Helian Jiantai's expression darkened when he heard the Ten Evil Sect, "Are you from the Ten Evil Sect?"

"That's right! The old man can come here, and so can other people. If you dare to hurt the old man, you will never have a good life. If you are sensible, just return the hanging bag obediently and let the old man go back. The old man can still let you live." Hui Hui The proud threat of the old man in robes did not take Yunyue seriously. After all, she has been expelled from the school now, and they have nothing to be afraid of, but they still have a very strong trump card, so there is no need to be afraid of Master Tianshan. The backing little witch.

Helian Jiantai remembered a certain king's promise, pressed Yunyue's shoulder and ordered: "Yue'er, don't be afraid, the ten evil gates will be cleared up sooner or later, kill him now, he is a wicked person!"

The grey-robed old man suddenly lost his smile, and slapped the ground and yelled, "Presumptuous! You all know what will happen if you fight against the ten evil sects. Don't overestimate your strength. If the old man can't go back, you will all die without a place to die!"

"I hate threats." Yunyue's breathing became heavier, and the gray-robed old man twitched a few times in pain before passing out.

Obsidian's pupils were soaked in frost, and gradually turned icy, and the abyss of cold pools at the bottom of his eyes gradually floated up, and the biting chill leaked out with his breath.

"Evil!" Yunyue's eyes turned cold, she bent her slender palm inwards forcefully, and the strong wind of her palm hit the gray-robed old man's heart.

"Crack-"

Yunyue was about to press down, but only heard a few clicks, her joints seemed to be locked, her palm stopped in mid-air, and it didn't fall down for a long time, she tried her best to press the palm wind towards the gray-robed old man, but Her hands were shaking constantly.

what happened?Why doesn't the hand seem to listen to her!
Seeing Yunyue's slow reluctance to strike, Helian Jiantai thought she was as merciful as before, so he turned hard and ordered harshly.

"Yue'er! Kill him quickly, he is a member of the ten evil sects, those are all wicked people, there is no need to be merciful, if he is still alive, Yue'er will not be better in the future, let's do it!"

Helian Jiantai's gentle voice was a little hoarse, his face sank like stagnant water, the people from the ten evil sects committed a lot of crimes and got away with it, they should have been cleared up long ago, these are all dead, and there is no need to feel that the crime is serious if they kill them.

"Brother, I know, I have no intention of letting him go." Yunyue explained anxiously, she pressed down many times, but her hands still didn't listen, and her palms were all loose.

What exactly is going on?It wasn't like this when she was practicing palm wind before, she obviously controlled it very well!

Yunyue looked at Helian Jiantai with a puzzled expression, and asked for help in a slightly trembling tone, "Brother...my hands seem to be out of control."

She can't move her hands, she can gather her palms, but she can't hit them. Whenever she wants to strike, she will suddenly stop, as if someone is controlling her hands, and she doesn't know what's going on.

She was never merciful when dealing with those who wanted to kill her. In that world, she was hunted down until she had no love in her life. In this world, she would never spare those who killed her, even if the person they wanted to kill was not her but He Even Yunyue, she will not let it go, because she has long been Helian Yunyue!

Helian Jiantai saw that Yunyue couldn't let go, and recalled all the sadness caused by his soft-heartedness in the past, he pressed his throbbing heart, closed his eyes forcefully, and raised his trembling hand.

"Snapped--"

A heavy slap suddenly sounded.

(End of this chapter)