Emperor's fiery demon queen

The old man felt that he was a spiritual emperor, so Qi Tuan and Mr. Mo would be afraid. If they could not fight, they would not fight, so as to avoid too many casualties and losses caused by the aftereffects of the battle. However, it was obvious that the other party did not play cards according to common sense.

In particular, when the emperor said coldly that "Whoever threatens Tuan Tuan will kill him", the old man was more directly angry. He thought he had given each other face, but obviously, the other party didn't pay attention to himself.

Unfortunately, no one saw his anger.

Qi Tuan still retreated quickly, and none of the prisoners scattered everywhere did.

Anyway, they are all their own people. If they are really shocked to death by the old man's aftershock, they can be regarded as a good destination.

From the very beginning, she understood that as long as the emperor did not endanger his life, she would never intervene at will.

It's OK to help, but out of respect for your lover, stubbornly blocking and refusing will only be arrogant and presumptuous to hurt each other.

At this time, naturally, the safer and farther away you are, it is the greatest help to the emperor.

Therefore, Qi Tuan retreated at an unprecedented speed.

After she took several important prisoners and took the Qi family to retreat safely, only the peripheral blood guards, emperors and elders remained in the plum garden.

The emperor always seems calm, but in fact he defends the old man without dead ends, so that the old man has no possibility of chasing Qi Tuan.

The old man was furious. However, the feeling of the other party was too strange. In addition, he had Qi Mingxiu and Chen Ming to clean up, so he had to be in a dilemma for a time.

"Do you really want to tear your face with us?" the old man said angrily.

Jun Jiuli said coldly, "self styled cultivation, or death."

He never likes to talk much, but only when he talks to Qi Tuan Tuan, he likes to take out long sentences one after another. As for the scum in front of him, he only says his most direct idea.

"..." the old man flushed with anger at the emperor's arrogant attitude, and began to venture out uncontrollably: "do you really think I can't beat you?"

As he spoke, his face was cold, and his body flashed quickly towards the emperor.

Jun Jiu didn't frown, but took a little step back, and then his body tilted slightly towards the back, so he easily avoided the long sword stabbed at his neck by the old man.

The old man's attack was swift and ghostly. From the attack behavior, he was a rare strong spirit emperor who was good at assassinating and sneaking attack skills.

Such people are always difficult to provoke, and they are slippery and hard to catch.

It is reasonable to say that after Jun Jiuli realizes this, he should choose to retreat from temptation first and then start.

However, his lingering anger made him choose another simpler and more straightforward response - kill! Just kill!

As soon as I thought that the natural medicine bureau had sent an old man, a spirit emperor level killer, to catch or kill Qi Tuan, Jun Jiuli didn't have much patience and immediately ran out.

"When!"

Jun Jiuli raised his hand, but his fingertips played lightly on the old man's blade, but he made the sound of golden dagger. The strong vibration force made the old man's chest stuffy and the tiger's mouth painful.

"..." I don't understand why Jun Jiuli suddenly became angry. The old man was stunned and forced to bear the power of the other side's face-to-face killing move. After stepping back for several steps, he directly vomited blood.

What do you say to test each other first?

The old man fiercely wiped the blood from the corners of his mouth and stared at Jun Jiuli. His face changed for a while.

Jun Jiuli doesn't care about the old man's angry mood at all. A cold blue dark light suddenly appears in his pupils. He defends for the attack, approaches quickly, and the move is fatal.

Although he knew very well that if he could catch the old man in front of him alive, he would be able to dig out what he had wanted to know all these years from each other.

However, compared with those clues that can be found in the future, Qi Tuan's safety is obviously what he cares about most now.

The old man soon found Jun Jiuli's awe inspiring killing. He found that the other party had been shooting without scruples, and soon suppressed himself. He was scarred. The old man's heart was immediately filled with all kinds of ideas of scolding his mother.

"Are you crazy?" don't you understand that the struggle between the spirit kings can't leave a living at all?

Jun Jiuli didn't pay any attention to him. He still made an expressionless move. His move was still fatal, and his move was more and more cruel.

The dark ice crystals continued to spread around the two people. Every time Jun Jiuli's sword struck the old man, it would quickly freeze and frost each other's wounds.

The bitter chill and the hard to dispel frost made the old man tremble, hurt and itch, and almost went crazy.

"When!"

The old man finally couldn't support it. As soon as his right knee was soft, he knelt down on the ground.

The emperor's sword was mounted on the old man's blade. The ferocious strength was not something that the general spirit emperor could resist. With two people as the center, the strong strength burst out the terrible spirit pressure like an atomic bomb mushroom cloud, bombarding all the surrounding houses, breaking the doors and windows!

Jun Jiuli's sword, the old man's own sword, was fiercely embedded in the old man's shoulder with a cross trace, and the skin was torn open in an instant.

"Ah!" cried the old man in pain.

Unfortunately, this is not the end. The burst energy impact before soon broke out the subsequent power.

The old man's spiritual power to attack the emperor was like a breeze blowing on his face, and collapsed under the pressure of the emperor's spirit. However, the old man didn't resist the emperor's spiritual power attack at all, and all attacked his internal organs.

"Poof!" the old man vomited blood immediately, and his look quickly faded down.

"Kaka, Kaka..."

The crisp sound of ice and frost kept coming out. Along with the sword in the emperor's hand, it quickly spread to the old man's wound. From outside to inside, the whole left arm of the old man was frozen in the blink of an eye.

"Oh!" the old man shivered fiercely. The feeling that even his soul was frozen was terrible, which filled his eyes with panic.

"Ah!" he felt his left arm hurt more and more, and then completely lost his feeling after a burst of numbness. The old man was frightened, but there was a big explosion, and Shengsheng separated the emperor's sword.

The emperor was blocked by him and retreated two steps, but he was not annoyed at all. He just relaxed his fingers a little, and then clenched the handle of the sword again. He came forward leisurely like walking and playing, and cut down with a sword!