What is the Experience of Getting Married with the Demon Emperor?

If he continued to stay in Wan Mo Li Yuan, he would never be able to meet Ye Lingshuang like before.

Xiao Nianqing's delicate body trembled slightly: "Is it because of these?"

Xiao Yan nodded: "It's because of these."

Xiao Nianqing shook her head: "I don't accept it."

"Feel sorry."

He raised his right arm, and a struggle flashed in his eyes.

After struggling, that icy chill appeared from his eyes again.

A knife fell.

The blade with a span of [-] meters cut the raindrops into pieces with determination.

The glare of the saber flashed past, and the sharp edge came to Xiao Nianqing in the blink of an eye.

Xiao Nianqing stood at the same spot, staring blankly at the saber light attacking her, and didn't even have the thought of resisting for a while.

She never thought that Ye Wuthorn would wield a knife at herself.

Hey~

Shadows flicker.

At the moment when the sword intent was about to touch Xiao Nianqing, Su Zizhou appeared in a flash.

He is also a master of swords, but Su Zizhou's comprehension of the meaning of swords is far inferior to the long-famous Handao Tianzun.

There was a sound of tearing through the air, and Su Zizhou also responded with a knife.

The two saber intents collided.

The sparks shot out from the friction between the two sharp points shook away all the surrounding air and raindrops.

In the middle of the sky, a semicircular vacuum space appeared before everyone's eyes, and the two saber intents collided fiercely in this space.

Su Zizhou took another step forward, and slashed forward for the second time.

Two swords against one sword.

Xiao Yan's saber intent was crushed by the combined saber intent.

But even if Su Zizhou's two swords merged, it was just a result of a fight.

The breeze blown by the blade could only shake Xiao Yan's clothes.

After all, Su Zizhou is just a new Empyrean, and compared with Xiao Yan's sword intent, there is still a certain gap.

however.

Xiao Yan's clothes were not the only ones blowing up with the wind.

And Gu Xun's iron fist.

"Damn things!"

Maybe it was anger, maybe it was excitement.

Gu Xun flashed up to Xiao Yan, as a good friend for many years, he wanted to knock him out of consciousness with his fist.

Xiao Yan's indifferent gaze flicked over Gu Falcon's body.

Cut vertically with one knife.

It was a seemingly ordinary knife, but it was the pinnacle of knife skills.

Almost no one in the arena could clearly see the trajectory of his knife, only the sound of flesh and blood touching the blade.

Gu Xun's right arm was cut off immediately, and Xiao Yan sent his whole body flying away, hitting the ground heavily, causing another violent storm.

"Are you confused?" Xiao Yan looked at Gu Xun: "You still lost your mind..."

"Your physical body is so weak, you should know this better than anyone else."

Gu Xun didn't reply, just clutching his broken right arm.

Under the right shoulder, the remaining sharp sword intent gathered into a thick layer of black ice, covering the fracture of the right arm.

——This is one of the means to prevent the Heavenly Venerable Power from repairing the body. As long as there is this layer of profound ice, Gu Xun's right arm cannot be restored.

He really hit it off.

Swing the knife at Xiao Nianqing.

Cut off the arm of his former friend Gu Xun.

These two things seem to be telling the still unbelievable crowd——

He did rebel.

After doing all this, a few touches of bright red ooze from the corners of Xiao Yan's mouth.

He frowned tightly, aware that his injury was showing signs of recurring, if he stayed here again, the injury recurred, and he would no longer be able to wield the knife, then everything would be in vain.

"let's go."

Xiao Yan grabbed Guo Yun, circulated the devil energy in his body, and pointed to the sky.

roar!

The deafening thunder resounded, but it was not the real thunder, but the thousands of swords in the sword domain.

Xiao Yan's fingertips radiated a few streaks of devilish energy, which condensed into various mysterious spells in mid-air.

The saber intent thundered down like a thunderbolt.

The old sword master He Junjian swallowed the blood from his throat, and finally drew his sword.

He pointed his sword towards the sky, facing the infinite sword intent of the sky, facing the sword intent like this rainstorm, and stabbed a sword.

The birthday formation of Dao Sword was broken, and the old sword master was severely injured, so this sword could hardly withstand the thousands of knives.

In Daojian Mountain.

The breath of the three Heavenly Venerates came out at the same time, and they sacrificed their magic weapons one after another and waved them towards the sky.

Their swords were enough to stop Xiao Yan's saber intent and shatter the sky-filled sword field, but they couldn't spare any time to stop Xiao Yan from leaving.

Demon energy appeared from the bottom of Xiao Yan's feet, gradually enveloping him and Guo Yun.

This devilish energy will take away the weak Xiao Yan and Guo Yun together.

And when he was about to leave, Xiao Yan turned around and looked at Xiao Nianqing apologetically.

"for me……"

"Say goodbye to her."

Finished.

People disperse, demonic energy disperses, and sword domain disperses.

In the Wan Yu Hua Pavilion, two figures were missing.

All sounds are silent.

Only this seemingly endless rainstorm was left.

So jarring.

327. Midnight Rain (I'm Very Sorry!)

Looking out of the window, you can see the cracked sky and the torrential rain flowing red from the snow-white gap.

A cold wind blows, blowing dark clouds into the imperial city.

If it was the imperial city a few breaths ago, with the Golden Dragon Spirit Pillar guarding it, there would not be a single bit of darkness in the imperial city.

But now the Golden Dragon Spirit Pillar has disappeared.

Because the man who is blessed by the dragon vein has solved everything.

It's just to release the emperor's prestige who is present in this world, just because he is the supreme ancestor in the world.

Even though it was a short-lived Saint Ancestor Realm, it was enough to kill those killers who were ambushing near the palace in an instant.

soon.

Raindrops fell down the eaves and hit the window sill, splashing blood-colored drops.

The killer's body slid from the top of the palace, letting the icy rain wash over the same cold body.

The man walked slowly back to the palace.

It was as if he killed those killers just by hand.

The sage of the Great Lie Dynasty was not stained with any rainwater, and was clean. There were only a few wrinkles on the plain white robe. He didn't care, just flicked his sleeves lightly, opened the curtain, and returned to the bed table.

"Finished?" Black Shadow asked.

"It's over."

The Holy Majesty replied lightly, and found that Hei Ying was playing with the two black chess pieces in his hands.

He seemed to have thought of something, turned his head sideways, and looked at the crack in the sky outside the window.

The blade that tore open the sky was so conspicuous that the Holy Majesty could not help lowering his eyes.

After a while, the Holy Majesty sighed: "Unexpected."

"So you should regret it now."

The black shadow looked at the Holy Master meaningfully, still caressing the two black chess pieces in his hand: "There shouldn't be only two chess pieces in my hand."

indeed.

If all of this was within Sombra's plan, then the Holy One had indeed missed a step.

Rao, he never thought that there was a piece of chess in Soi Ying's hand, which was brought from Wan Mo Li Yuan.

This sounds incredible, even a little outrageous.

He always felt that something was wrong, but Soi Ying's slightly mocking tone made him feel that there was nothing wrong.