Being injured is being injured, even if it is caused by technological weapons. Yuchi Yi, who was born in the Demon Slayer Guard, never complains about other reasons.

On the battlefield, death is real death, even if it is luck, it is also part of strength.

"Hey, are you a coward?"

"Run when you meet the enemy. As a young generation, you should not defeat all enemies. Otherwise, how can you be invincible in the world in the future?"

Yuchi Yi kept talking. Whenever she spoke, the dark red sword in her hand rippled with an invisible wave. This is a soul secret technique that can affect the mind. It is quite complicated. Attacks on the soul are even more difficult to defend against.

In front, the young man's eyes gradually climbed up a layer of bloodshot, and his breath became heavier.

"Oh, by the way, you are a member of the Zhao family, right?"

"What's your name?"

"You are not the young master of the Zhao family, are you?"

"I heard that the young master is a playboy, relying on his pretty face and background to bully people everywhere. In fact, he is a coward."

"Hey, hey, hey, I heard that the young master came in with a beautiful girl. Where is the girl? I came here for the beautiful girl."

"Why do you wear a mask? Is it possible that you are extremely ugly under the mask?"

Yuchi Yi changed his previous attitude and began to chatter.

But during the chase, the distance between the two was constantly shortened.

The strength of the masked youth is at the seventh star of the Xiantian realm, and Yuchi Yi is at the ninth star of the Xiantian realm. The gap between the two is not only in the realm, but also in the degree of spiritual power and the cultivation method.

The masked youth was suppressed by the other party in every aspect.

Even so, Yuchi Yi did not give up the pursuit. The other party is very interesting, and his willpower is much stronger than those of the Zhao family.

In order not to be affected by Yuchi Yi, the masked young man kept cutting his arms on the way to escape, stimulating his mind and not wanting to be affected.

"Hey, you are boring now."

"Just let me knock you down, and then I will use a knife to gently cut you, just once, it won't hurt."

"Don't worry, my skills are very good, you don't have to have any psychological burden, you don't even need to move."

Yuchi Yi's face was full of spring, and the distance between the two was almost close to her attack range.

Ten seconds later.

The masked young man's skin turned bright red due to high-speed movement, and a large amount of white mist emerged. He consumed too much energy. He was also using speed-related secrets along the way.

Suddenly, a strong wind came, and a large shadow covered the sky.

"I caught you!" Yuchi Yi laughed.

With a whoosh, the masked young man didn't think about it, and dodged to the side.

"Bang!"

A sword fell from the sky and stabbed into the ground fiercely, splashing soil and rocks, and a gust of wind.

If he had stayed where he was, his body would have been cut open.

Yuchi Yi caught up with him.

"Let me see if you are the young master of the Zhao family!"

Yuchi Yi was very tough. He jumped into the air and reached out to the mask of the masked young man.

"Bang!" The masked young man turned around and pulled the trigger in one go.

"Dang!"

Yuchi Yi tilted his wrist, and the bullet was knocked away by the back of the knife. The bullet instantly shot off two bucket-thick ancient trees beside him.

"Gun things, I was tired of playing with them before I started practicing."

Yuchi Yi looked at him with a smile and approached step by step.

"I heard that the young master of the Zhao family once attacked our people of the Demon Slayer Guard."

"Tell me, what should I do to you?"

The masked young man turned his head, revealing half of his face without any expression, "The Demon Slayer Guard is very powerful, and my Zhao family is not weak either."

"I am from the Zhao family of Liangcheng, Zhao Zi'an, not from the main branch, nor the young master."

"So you can talk?" Yuchi Yi's eyes showed an expression of interest.

"Then do you know the position of the young master of your main branch?"

"It's impossible for him to come in and not even leave you a way to communicate, right?"

"Then he must look down on you too much."

Yuchi Yi stepped in front of the masked young man.

"Looking for me?"

A faint laugh suddenly came from behind Yuchi Yi, and Yuchi Yi's pupils shrank slightly, retreating to the side.

"Bang!"

An extremely handsome face appeared more than ten meters in front of Zhao Zi'an, and at the same time a fist print came, just landing in front of Zhao Zi'an, not a little more, just covering the position where Yuchi Yi was originally standing.

"Are you the young master of the Zhao family?" Yuchi Yi turned his head and met Zhao Yu's eyes.

This man is very strong!

This was Yuchi Yi's first impression of Zhao Yu. He seemed to be able to blend into the surrounding environment, so that she didn't notice his arrival.

Secondly, this guy is really a pretty boy!

He looks weak, with fair skin, three-dimensional features, and a careless smile on his face, just like the guy who flirts with girls on the street.

"Tsk, your little face is pretty." Yuchi Yi didn't rush to attack, but just looked at Zhao Yu's face quietly.

"I heard from your branch that you came with a Zhao family genius, where is the sister?"

She didn't charge in without thinking. Before coming here, Yuchi Yi had used friendly means to get information about Zhao Yu from the people of the Zhao family in Liangcheng.

After all, the visitor is the young master of the main line of the Zhao family, and there may be a group of Lingfu realms around him to protect him.

"Zhao Yu, a member of the Tumowei, you have so many debts of love." Zhao Pei'er walked out from the back with a sweet smile, "What does this sister want to see me for?"

Her appearance made Yuchi Yi's eyes light up, "Him?"

"I don't like this kind of pretty boy."

"But you are good, are you interested in following me?"

"Thank you for the compliment, sister." Zhao Pei'er covered her mouth and chuckled.

"Okay, if you beat him up, I'll go with you, okay?"

"Demon Slayer, I actually want to see the masters there."

Zhao Pei'er watched the fun and said, "But sister, be careful, he is the young master of our Zhao family, and he is now at the three-star level of the Spiritual Palace Realm."

"Three-star level of the Spiritual Palace Realm... What a fast cultivation speed." Yuchi Yi was shocked.

Unlike Zhao An, Zhao An is obviously about to turn 30, while Zhao Yu seems to be a little younger than her.

But...

"Okay."

"It's useless to have a high level, strength is everything."

"Boy, I scratched your face, don't cry!"

Yuchi Yi raised an arc at the corner of his mouth, and his figure flashed, suddenly appeared behind Zhao Yu, and slapped him on the back.

This attack was not to kill the enemy, but to block Zhao Yu's retreat.

Zhao Yu also reacted very quickly, his expression unchanged, and he had indeed twisted his body 180 degrees before Yuchi Yi's palm came, and the palms of both sides suddenly faced each other.

"Bang!"

Yuchi Yi frowned slightly, she felt like she had hit a mountain, Zhao Yu's physical strength was a little beyond her expectations.

With Zhao Yu's strength, Yuchi Yi took out the dark red sword, and in an instant, a wave of murderous energy burst out of her body. Yuchi Yi seemed to be a demon walking out of a sea of ​​blood, and the extreme murderous intent instantly enveloped Zhao Yu's whole body!

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