The black-bellied evil king specially spoils his wife: the hot demon concubine

Chapter 63

Within a moment, Murong Fu was tightly bound by five thick and thick hemp ropes, his whole face was angry, "Yun Xiaohuang, you, you..."

The woman seemed to be resting her eyes with her eyes closed, she simply ignored Murong Fu who was angry and said nothing.With Murong Fu here, don't worry about that old guy not coming out.

"Boss, that Patriarch Murong is really shy, why don't the brothers rush in and take over his lair."

Seeing that there was no movement in the mansion for a long time, the shadow's boss gradually lost his composure.

Yun Xiaohuang looked at the plaque in Murong Mansion and sneered, "It's okay, it's not us who are in a hurry, I, Yun Xiaohuang, have plenty of time!"

"My young master Yun Xiaohuang is telling you, don't think that you are great with Jun Jiuxiao backing you up!"

"Hey, did you hear what I said?"

"This young master tells you that when Uncle Xiao's men come, you will die without a place to bury you. If you let me in now, I will persuade daddy to release that useless guard of yours, otherwise..."

Murong Fu shouted at the side for a long time, and the woman who had been closing her eyes finally moved.

I saw her slender neck slowly turn around, looking at Murong Fu like an idiot, "What do you think, what qualifications do you have to negotiate terms with me?"

These words are extremely sharp and extremely cold.

Murong Fu's heart fell to the bottom all of a sudden, the Xiao family did not come for a long time, thinking that something happened.

Looking at the thousands of mercenaries here, he suddenly felt his chest suffocate and could no longer speak.

But at this time, the door of Murong's house, which had been closed all the time, suddenly opened, and a white-haired old man walked out, accompanied by a strong coercion around him.

"He is not qualified, what about the old man?"

The strong coercion made Yun Xiaohuang open her eyes immediately, and smiled bloodthirstyly, "The Murong family is finally willing to release their hole cards."

"Stop talking nonsense, take your life!"

As the voice fell, I saw the white-haired old man exuding an extremely fierce aura all over his body, coming towards Yun Xiaohuang at the speed of the wind.

Hope rose again in Murong Fu's eyes, "Grandpa!"

The ancestors of the Murong family have already surpassed martial arts and became a generation of martial arts masters. In this small East City, such an achievement is definitely extremely difficult. Now he is probably the most powerful person in the East City.

With such a strong man, the Murong family's sigh of relief was finally put in their stomachs. They have an ancestor at the level of a martial artist sitting in charge, so they have nothing to be afraid of.

So, the Murong family, who were still shrinking their heads like a turtle just now, ran out and looked at Yun Xiaohuang with joy.

"Bitch, you are waiting to die today!"

Murong Mingyue's expression was extremely ferocious, a scar became more obvious as she trembled when she spoke, it was extremely ugly.

The people who had already dispersed all gathered around when they heard the commotion here, feeling a sigh of relief in their hearts.

The ancestors of the Murong family have already reached this level, so the stunning Yun Xiaohuang is probably going to suffer.

After all, martial masters are like gods in the eyes of the Dongcheng people.

"Girl, let's go."

"Yeah, it's really not worth it for a little guard."

"A martial artist knows all kinds of tricks, and she is no longer something that a mere martial artist can offend. In the eyes of a martial artist, a martial artist may not even be as good as an ant."

Unmoved, Yun Xiaohuang looked at the person with clear eyes, her pupils almost shrunk into a line.

The powerful coercion from the martial artist surrounded her tightly at this moment, and there was no way to retreat.

She knew that no matter how fast she was, it was impossible to get out of the encirclement formed by this coercion.

Only now did she understand how big the gap was, and now she was clenching her fists, she, Yun Xiaohuang, would never admit defeat!Even if she died today, she would never take a step back.

The thunder-like spiritual power turned into a bolt of lightning and rushed straight.

Yun Xiaohuang's gorgeous red dress was constantly rippling in the air due to such spiritual power, the woman's eyes were firm, and she was neither startled nor impatient.

She gathered all her spiritual power at one point, and radiated unparalleled spiritual power, allowing her to dodge at the last moment, avoiding the fatal blow.

The moment of life and death just now made Yun Xiaohuang realize the true meaning of teleportation.

The combination of spiritual power and spiritual power brought her speed to a new height.

Dodging one move, the ancestor's eyes were full of disbelief.

How could a small martial artist escape his blow.

As a result, the spiritual power in his hands gathered again, and the radiance prevailed, seeming to brighten the sky once again.

The surrounding wind seemed to be summoned by something, and it rushed towards the old man overwhelmingly, spinning around him non-stop.

There are more and more heaven and earth spiritual energy coming from all around, and the speed of this vortex is also getting faster and faster. In the eyes of the people around, it seems to be just a phantom, and it is impossible to capture the specific situation in the middle of the vortex.

Although Yun Xiaohuang escaped the blow just now, her body was still affected by the spiritual power, and a mouthful of fishy-sweet air surged up from her throat.The woman clenched her fists and swallowed the blood.

She supported her body and stood up slowly, with her back straight, still invincible.

She will never be defeated by a small Murong Mansion.

This incomparably firm belief made the spiritual power in Yun Xiaohuang's body even more surging. She had always been more and more courageous with frustration, so what about a martial artist, she also made him kneel down and beg for mercy.

At this moment, the spiritual power of the old man seemed to have reached saturation, "Go to hell."

With a loud roar, the gathering body of spiritual power that was spinning at high speed came quickly.

Even the people who were tens of meters away from Yun Xiaohuang felt the power of this spiritual power, and couldn't help but sweat for Yun Xiaohuang who was in the center.

Ye Ying, who had been standing by the side all the time, had complex eyes, and took a deep look at the woman who insisted on standing up again. She had just done something completely impossible, and now she was full of elegance and beauty. Amazed.

At this time, he seemed to fully understand why the Lord, who had always kept people away from thousands of miles away, looked at her with special respect alone.

I understand why the lord let such a small warrior become his weakness.

After the scene just now, Ye Ying dared to say that Yun Xiaohuang would never be the Lord's weakness, she would become stronger by herself, strong enough to walk side by side with the Lord.

No one can erase her unique brilliance, even if she stands with Jun Jiuxiao, she will not be covered by Jun Jiuxiao's dazzling aura at all, they will only become more brilliant together.

Having followed Jun Jiuxiao for many years, he knew how much hope was placed on that high-ranking person, and he also knew how lonely he was in his heart for so many years.

This woman is indeed worthy of Jun Jiuxiao.

At this moment, Yun Xiaohuang didn't know that she had been completely recognized by Nighthawk.

Just as the wind signal was approaching, the man in black who had been standing still suddenly turned around.

Appeared in front of Yun Xiaohuang in the blink of an eye, and huge spiritual power like mountains and rivers was stimulated from the body, continuously and endlessly.

This spiritual power is going towards the wind ball, without the majestic sense of shaking the mountains and rivers, but it makes people feel that it is a deadly sickle, which snatches away all the breath around people bit by bit, and wipes out despair. Little by little, it makes people feel scared from the bottom of their hearts.

The ancestors of the Murong family were also doing their best to cope with the seemingly continuous spiritual power at this moment, and panicked, "You...you are actually Wu Jun."

Just a few words, the audience was in an uproar.

Lord Wu! !
You know, in this east city, there has never been a Martial Lord.

As time passed, the face of the ancestor of the Murong family became more and more ugly.On the other hand, Nighthawk stood with his hands behind his back, blocking all attacks with just one hand.

It seemed that the person standing opposite was not an extremely powerful martial artist at all, but a small and weak ant that was not worth mentioning.

Yun Xiaohuang stood behind Ye Ying, and was also deeply shocked by the scene just now.

Ye Ying turned out to be a Martial Lord, so what an achievement his lord, Jiu Xiao, should be.

She suddenly remembered that in the Sunset Mountain Range, Jun Jiuxiao casually sent out spiritual power, causing the Jiutian Black Python to fall down.

What about him, how powerful is he now?

Such a proud person, how could he allow himself a warrior to follow him.

If she is not strong enough, she can only become his burden.

Yun Xiaohuang knew that Ye Ying had already planned to kill her just now, but at the last moment, she rescued her again.Probably he already knew the gap between himself and Jun Jiuxiao, so he didn't want to let himself go on like this, so that Jun Jiuxiao would be implicated sooner or later.

"You, who are you?"

Beads of sweat dripped from the forehead of the old ancestor Murong. The man opposite him could easily defeat him, but he just resisted his attack and released his spiritual power all the time.

This kind of spiritual power, in his eyes, dispelled all his fighting spirit bit by bit.

"The one who killed you."

Nighthawk made a sound slowly, as if it came from the God of Death in the dark night, so powerful that one couldn't even think of resisting.

All the complacency and joy of Murong Mingyue and others who had been watching the show from behind disappeared at this moment, replaced by unbelievable shock and despair.

Why is the little person behind Yun Xiaohuang coming up to be Wu Jun, that is Wu Jun!
The hatred in Murong Mingyue's heart seems to be drowning herself. I'm afraid she won't be able to figure out why a little Yun Xiaohuang would break all her pride and trample her down bit by bit.

"No, it's impossible!"

The ancestor of the Murong family was a martial artist, the only martial artist in Dongcheng, how could he be defeated in the blink of an eye.

Ancestor Murong's eyes widened, no matter how much unwillingness he had in his heart at this moment, it would not help.

Just like that, he fell to the ground slowly under everyone's gaze. A generation of martial arts masters fell to the ground less than an hour after leaving the customs.

All the people forgot to speak at this moment, fixedly staring at the thrilling scene in front of them, blinking non-stop.

The bright red blood snaked out from the ground, conspicuous and frightening, the faces of Patriarch Murong and others were ashen, as if they would die at any moment.

(End of this chapter)