One blow missed, and the cold light suddenly came like a living spiritual creature, suddenly turning ninety degrees, smashing the Taishi chair to pieces, and then like a maggot on the tarsal bone, it chased Cheng Li through the air.

Cheng Li was pressed against Princess Qingyang and lay on his back on the ground. Mobility is limited to the extreme. The neighborhood was full of furniture, and it was impossible to continue rolling on the ground to avoid it. In the current situation, unless Princess Qingyang is thrown out as a shield, otherwise, it is simply unstoppable and unavoidable.

Fortunately, Cheng Li still has a hand. Moreover, this hand can move more freely. So between the lightning and the fire, this hand grabbed, twisted, and flicked. Snatch the dagger that Princess Qingyang used to stab herself, and then launch it with the technique of "Tanhua Flying Knife".

"Flying knives are not in vain"!

Electric light flash, last to come. Before the life-threatening cold light could reach his body, a terrible scream had already erupted first. The momentum of the deadly cold light suddenly paused, and then it was completely out of control, striking diagonally towards the sky. On the spot, it was a "bang~", which blew a big hole in the wall of the study.

Just slowed down, Cheng Li could already see it clearly. This deadly cold light was like a terrifying giant sword that was more than four feet long. And the person holding this sword turned out to be the owner of this place, the uncle of the country, Bian is gone!

"Tanhua Flying Knife!

Bian Buno longer pressed his right hand to his right eye, and roared like a beast. In the roar, it seemed to be filled with a strong bitter resentment! Red blood seeped from between his fingers, dripping to the ground, splashing a little blood.

"Boom~"

Another violent tremor. The square walls of the study collapsed at the same time. Several figures walked in together from the south, south, and northwest at the same time, encircling Cheng Li and Princess Qingyang in the middle.

One after another, the constant changes provoked an unprecedented and strong reaction from the Demon Heart. This kind of reaction does not necessarily mean how strong the enemy is. It's more like ...... Like-for-like!?

What is the same kind? Between the devil and the devil, it is the same kind. Similar feelings, Cheng Li has felt it on the Demon Saint Li's frightened soul, as well as on Wan'er. It's just that the first two are not hostile to themselves, so even if the demon heart repels each other, the reaction is not strong, at most it is just a symbol.

But at this moment, these people who suddenly appeared, not only did they also give Cheng Li a feeling of "demon", but the hostility on their bodies was so strong that it had been transformed into substance, and they could be clearly observed with the naked eye.

I've been through so many winds and waves. It's impossible to capsize in such a small gutter in front of you. Cheng Li took a deep breath and watched intently. I saw that among the people here, it was obvious that a man on the east side was the leader. This person has long hair hanging down his shoulders, his face is purple and red, his skin is smooth like a baby, his eyes are flashing, his white clothes are like snow, his body is thin, but his bones are very large, and he has a kind of taste of fairy wind bones.

There was also a man on the south side. In terms of prestige and bearing, it was only half a point inferior to the man on the east side. He stood as tall as a gun, with two knives on his back, and his eyes were fierce and stunning. At a glance, it is clear that his inner cultivation must have reached the level of a top master. At most, he was only half a step away from being able to touch the threshold of the Extreme Yuan Master.

On the west side is Bian Bufu. Several younger men and women approached him and helped him bandage his wounds. At the same time, he took out the antidote pill and gave it to him. These men and women each carried swords on their backs, and from their gestures and breathing rhythms, it could be known that the cultivation of these young men and women was no less than that of the nineteen demons of the Golden Dragon Gang. Among the young generation of the rivers and lakes, it is also very good.

As for the north, there were four old men. One is a black-clothed old man with a stern and gloomy face, and the other is a middle-aged man in gray with a lustful face. One is a burly man with a ghost-headed sword, and the other is a tall and thin man with a soft rope around his waist.

The man on the east side swept towards Cheng Li and Princess Qingyang. Nodding slightly, then shaking his head slightly. Then he snorted coldly: "Old Bian, don't hum." Manly man, can't you even stand such a small injury? Hey, you've been so blessed for decades that you've forgotten who you really are, right?"

Bian Bu stopped wailing. He gritted his teeth, his facial features were distorted, full of resentment, and he was as hideous as a man-eating ghost. The bandage that covers the eyes is still oozing blood. Anyone can immediately see that Bian will never be able to save this eye anymore.

Fortunately, Bian Bu no longer reacted quickly, and the dagger had not yet fired, he had already instinctively sensed the danger, and leaned back in time, which only reimbursed one eye. If the reaction was a little slower by half a minute, the dagger would have already penetrated into the brain at this moment, and he would have taken off his old life directly.

As if to vent the resentment in his heart, Bian Buno grabbed the dagger in his hand and squeezed it with all his might. The dagger made of stainless steel was crumpled like a piece of dough. Then he smashed it hard, smashed the scrap iron to the ground, and there was a deafening sound of "dang~" when he landed.

Bian Buno longer opened his eyes widely, stared at Cheng Li, and said hatefully: "The little white face of the bastard surnamed Cheng, you are really a good dog! But don't get too happy. On this dagger, it is quenched with the 'three leading souls' poison. No matter how great you are, this time you will inevitably die!"

"You are the people of Infernal Affairs!"

Cheng Li suddenly took a deep breath, his eyes flashing, like cold electricity. Ning said: "It was the Holy Queen who ordered you to come......? Do you say ......"

In his mind, a flash of lightning suddenly flashed, illuminating Cheng Li's heart brightly. However, this kind of "possibility" revealed by the electric light is so amazing that even Cheng Li did not dare to rashly announce this "possibility" for a while.

Bian Buno longer ignored the thirty-seven twenty-one, with a kind of almost morbid distorted smile on his face, and said with a cruel smile: "Guessed it? As you guessed, our Infernal Affairs Sect Master, the Supreme Holy Queen of the Holy Gate, is Her Royal Highness the Empress Dowager of the current Great Wei!haha~hahahaha~ What's the matter, isn't it scared?"

Without waiting for Cheng Li to answer, Bian Buno longer looked up to the sky and smiled wildly. Leaned forward and closed back, discarding all the elegant images of his previous to the clouds, leaving only a group of madness.

Cheng Li nodded slowly, and the expression between his eyebrows quickly calmed down. Ning said: "That's true. In that case, it makes sense. However, such a big secret was not shy to tell it in front of me. Uncle Bian Guo, Uncle Bian Guo, it seems that you really hate me to the bone and want to kill me quickly. But I don't get it. Between you and me, there is no grudge. What are you doing this for?"