401. Chapter 401 The Affection That Never Goes Away
"Nourish...... ......"
Dark clouds cover the sky, thunder and lightning condense!
The giant sword suddenly collapsed like Mount Tai, carrying a terrifying ball of thunder and lightning, and smashed towards the area where the fox was lying!
A crescent moon suddenly lit up, and it followed!
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Without hesitation, he turned and scurried out, away from the area that was about to be in ruins.
As for the princess of the demon kingdom, he had no time to take care of it.
The character Zhuxian is not an extraordinary thing, even if she dies, the font will still exist there and will never disappear.
Long Youyou's face was pale, his eyes were full of horror, and he wanted to turn around and run away, but his qi was locked and he couldn't move.
Ao Yu suddenly shouted, and the spirit sword in his hand slashed desperately in front of her, cutting off a trace of qi, and then pulled her, turned around and rolled out in panic.
"Boom!"
A loud bang, earth-shattering!
It seemed that the whole earth was shaking!
The huge sword carrying a huge ball of thunder and lightning, with extremely terrifying coercion, instantly smashed down on the area where the fox was lying, and exploded violently!
Suddenly, the light was shining and the dust was flying!
A huge wave of air, like a stormy wave, rolled towards the surroundings!
Night Sakura flew backwards in his clothes, his whole body was swept back by the waves of qi, and a black light shield condensed all over his body, blocking the extremely powerful sword qi and the terrifying thunder of slaying evil, and his expression was full of yin owl anger.
It was really embarrassing that a monk in the late stage of his dignified Jade Spirit Realm was forced to look like this by a kid in the early stage of the Spirit Spirit Realm!
However, he was not worried at all, this level of innate supreme treasure was not something that a monk in the early stage of the Spirit Realm could always urge.
I'm afraid that just by urging this time, the spiritual power in that kid's body has already been exhausted.
This time, he must never want to stand up.
On the other side, Long Youyou and Ao Yu rolled on the ground in panic, forced out of a distance of hundreds of meters by the qi waves and sword rays, their clothes were torn, their hair was scattered, and their faces were covered with blood and scratches, looking extremely embarrassed.
Five of their eight men were instantly swallowed by the thunderbolt.
The other three were torn into several pieces by the terrifying sword aura, and their stumps fell to the ground with severed arms, convulsing non-stop.
They could never have imagined that this young man, who seemed to be extremely weak, could force them into this way.
If it weren't for Ao Yu's decisive rescue, Long Youyou would have been killed on the spot by now!
At this time, the girl's heart was full of horror and anger.
When all the light had dissipated and their vision became clearer, they found that the young man who had been standing under the big tree, holding the Optimus Giant Sword, had disappeared in place.
He appeared next to Fox Boo, the bloody hole in his chest pierced by the spear was shocking, and his whole body seemed to have risen from a pool of blood, and his whole body was covered in blood.
His face was as pale as paper, and his squatting body trembled slightly.
And yet he still did not fall.
He squatted in front of the fox with a knife on the ground, his eyes were cold, and there was no wave on his face.
The fox struggled to raise his little hand, grabbed his blood-covered shirt, and cried with tears on his face: "Childe...... Leave the slave family alone, please...... Let's go......"
Yan Yuchen didn't speak, nor did he move, his eyes were still staring at the demon cultivator not far away.
The Langya Slashing Evil Sword could no longer be urged, and the Silver Moon Scimitar was not even lethal to a monk in the late stage of the Jade Spirit Realm.
As for the Ice Spirit and the Fire Spirit Spirit, with his cultivation, he couldn't exert their full power at all.
What's more, that demon cultivator was not afraid at all.
As for that small drum, for dealing with the monks in the early stage of the Jade Spirit Realm, it might be able to make them stop for a moment, but against this demon cultivator, there was no need to come up with it at all.
Even if he could really freeze him for a moment, he wouldn't be able to break through his Jade Spirit Realm Body Protective Light Shield.
The realm between the two is too different!
Then, he only had one treasure left that might pose some threat to this demon cultivator - that dragon-shaped immortal character!
However, the other party is extremely fast and extremely responsive, and now is definitely not the time.
If he takes out the Zhuxian character now, what awaits him will be the dragon word being taken away and forcibly suppressed, and he and the little fox behind him will no longer have any hope of survival, and they will definitely die!
"Childe...... Let's go...... Please......"
The girl behind him still clutched his clothes, crying and begging, the blood on her shoulders stained her long dress red, and the cry of panic and grief shook his heart.
The feelings that will be revealed when he dies can't still be deceiving.
It turns out that her affection for him really exists.
No matter whether she killed Uncle Bai or not, no matter how many times she had deceived him, but at this moment, her concern and heartache for him were all true.
His heart tingled.
Such a girl is really the despicable and cruel little fox who makes him hate and anger and wants to kill her with his own hands?
At this moment, he suddenly felt a little lost.
What she had done made him resentful and unforgivable.
And now her tears and cries filled him with self-blame and pity, and his heart tingled.
From beginning to end, his affection for her, which has always been hidden in the deepest part of his heart, has never disappeared, but has always existed.
What kind of affection was that, until now, he didn't dare to think about it.
The aura of the giant sword gradually dissipated, and the flying dust still floated around.
Sakura Ya came over with a spear in her hand and a grim face.
And Long Youyou and Ao Yu were standing not far away in tattered clothes, their eyes were full of hatred, but they also had a hint of jealousy, and they didn't dare to come over and compete with this demon cultivator again.
One hundred meters!
Ninety meters!
Fifty meters!
The demon cultivator did not come directly, but vigilantly held the spear and walked over step by step.
Maybe it was the Langya Slashing Evil Sword just now that made him know how extraordinary this young man was, and he was afraid that the other party would be able to fight to the death when he was dying!
Now the situation is clear.
As long as he is no longer careless, the man and woman will definitely die! And the words on their bodies will also become his bag.
However, until the final victory is achieved, he must not take it lightly.
Seeing that the breath of death was gradually enveloping, Yan Yuchen was still squatting on the ground with a knife, his eyes were waveless, and he was motionless.
"Tick, tick, tick......"
Blood flowed down the arm to the wrist, down the wrist to the scimitar, and finally to the ground.
A pool of scarlet blood soon formed on the ground, enclosing him in the middle.
And he, seemingly unaware, remained unmoved.
The fox lay behind him, looking at the terrible blood hole in his back, and the tears in his eyes flowed endlessly.
She trembled and took out the phoenix word, and cried to the demon cultivator who had already approached: "The word Zhuxian is for you, please...... Please let him go......"
Yan Yuchen's heart trembled, and the golden pill in his body spun rapidly.
His hand holding the knife was shaking.
It turned out that in her heart, he was even heavier than the word Zhuxian!