Just as Ye Qiu was about to use the time acceleration dodge, a large amount of black gas began to overflow from his body.

"Yo, it seems that you're in trouble again!" The voice of the Ten Thousand Year Demon Soul appeared in Ye Qiu's mind again. "I'll help you defend, you just have to attack. ”

As he spoke, the black gas covered Ye Qiu's body with a thin layer, and the weapons that stabbed at Ye Qiu were blocked by this black gas, and only a few wisps of black gas were cut off.

"What the hell? I don't believe I can't cut you!" A person saw that the gap in Ye Qiu's block was inserted into the crowd, and the big knife went straight to Ye Qiu's body.

However, his weapon only cut off a piece of the black qi on Ye Qiu's body, and did not cause any damage to Ye Qiu.

"What?" he couldn't believe his eyes, "What kind of monster is this...... Before he finished speaking, his people were shot by Ye Qiu and then died.

The black qi of the 10,000-year-old demon soul is usually attached to Ye Qiu's weapon to increase attack power and speed, Ye Qiu never expected that this thing can also be used for defense. Is it that with the improvement of his strength, the Ten Thousand Year Demon Soul has also been relatively improved?

Ye Qiu fought in a circle, trying his best to protect the dozen or so soldiers.

The people of the Flame Tree are constantly pouring over, and the power of their union is not to be underestimated. Fortunately, Ye Qiu had the help of the Ten Thousand Year Demon Soul, and it was always the people of Yanshu who had an offensive like a tide, and he could also watch those weapons slash at his body with impunity, and then wield a spear to kill those who attacked him.

And so the battle went on.

The other side.

Ainz hurried to Ullin's room, only to see that the two men had tied his wife and daughter neatly to the bed.

"Ah, the corps is really good, even the wives and wives of their own people are not spared. One clapped his hands.

The other man spread his hands helplessly, "What do you know! That one named Ainz has been being called around like a toy by the corps, tsk...... Even other people's wives and daughters are not spared, and the corps is not afraid of being killed by their own people one day. ”

"Phew, bad luck! It's not good to be heard by the corps!"

As everyone knows, the team in his mouth has been killed by Ye Qiu in seconds.

At this time, there was a knock at the door.

"Look, the corps is back, I'll see how you kid ......," the man said, opening the door.

But in the next second, he was knocked out by a headbutt from Ainz. Ainz looked at his wife and woman tied up on the bed, he was so angry that he didn't notice the person behind him at all, and the other black-clothed person reacted quickly, drawing his sword and stabbing Ainz into Ainz in an instant.

"How did you get here!" Just as the man was about to draw his sword and deliver a fatal blow to Ainz when an extra sword bulged out of his heart.

When he turned to fall, he saw Luke standing behind him.

"Hehe, what a retribution. Ainz laughed miserably at his wife and daughter on the bed, "This is the price of evil." ”

Luke hurriedly crouched down to bandage Ainz's wound, but fortunately did not hurt him. "Don't die, uncle! You have to tell us! The city lord of Huayang City is a member of this vicious organization? What the hell is going on!"

Although Luke is as smug as Joey, he is actually a very delicate person. So when he heard Urin say that the lord of the city was the one of the Yanshu, reason told him that he had to bring it back to Ainz and ask him everything.

As he walked out with his wife and daughter in his arms, his mouth opened wide in astonishment. His comrades were fighting with a few unknown little feet.

And the others were already red-eyed, and they rushed like a crazy tide to the men in the distance of their comrades.

Cold blue pupils, long blue hair almost stained red by blood, bloodstained clothes, and the blood on his body was like raindrops, dripping on the ground. One step at a time, his figure was like a grim reaper. Luke swore that he would never forget the appearance of that man, who was surrounded by everyone and had no fear, and the man was called Ye Qiu.

Ye Qiu, like his enemies, seemed to have the meaning of life left with the battle itself.

It's just instinctively waving the weapon in your hand, just instinctively killing every enemy who wants to get close to you.

Beside Ye Qiu, nearly eighty percent of the so-called "one hundred and eight heroes" have fallen.

The rest of the people were still rushing upwards without reason, their eyes turning red at some point, like a herd of fierce beasts besieging the hunters, but they had completely forgotten that some hunters could not be killed by just wild beasts.

Finally, one of the outermost people was kicked out, and his eyes returned to their usual gold when he was lying on the ground, and he suddenly saw the corpses of those men in black. He couldn't help but scream.

"Ahh......h This, this, what's going on?"

Those red-eyed guys didn't seem to hear his words at all, they just waved their weapons and killed Ye Qiu one by one.

Finally, the black qi of the demon soul was so weak that there was no way to protect Ye Qiu.

Twelve swords slashed down from Ye Qiu's front and back, left and right, up and down in all directions.

"Ahhhh

He roared and swept the spear out in a circle, the Ice Fury making a sound similar to that of a beast's groan, the blue light bursting from the spear's body engulfing the sunlight reflected off the swords. Then, Bing Fu said that those long swords were cut in half with their master, and then, Ye Qiu's body shrank violently to the ground, and he jumped into the sky with all his strength, and the last few people in the sky who were slashed at Ye Qiu were also cut in half by Ye Qiu with a domineering shot.

At this time, the men in black who were fighting with the soldiers heard the screams of the man in black just now, and their eyes changed from red to gold, and they were shocked when they looked at everything in front of them.

The man, showered in the blood of the enemy, settled the battle without saying a word, the spear still in his hand, exuding a strong aura of death.

The battle intent of these black-clothed men was swallowed up in an instant, and when they couldn't help but retreat, the red eyes of death suddenly stared at them.

The man in front of him stood like a monster on top of the body of the man in black, just now, one person and one shot, one against a hundred. The men in black who were alive didn't understand why their comrades didn't run away, why they were still moths to the fire attacking the man.

Frightened by the breath of death, the men lost even the courage to escape, and the weapons in their hands fell to the ground one after another, and then fell to their knees one by one.

They already had the courage to escape, and one of them trembled all over, unable to contain the tears and snot that flowed wantonly because of fear, he choked and knelt down and kowtowed: "We surrender, please!