The woman's appearance is very similar to Ye Wantong in Henan, with the same bewitching figure, the same concave and convex posture, and the same peerless appearance, as if she was a copy of the stereotype.

The only difference is that this woman exudes a cold and glamorous temperament that is contrary to the bewitching one, and her slightly closed eyes have a coldness that rejects people thousands of miles away, and the whole person is like a thousand years of ice, and her whole body exudes a cold chill.

It is Ye Wantong's sister, the strongest head of the former Chixiang Prison Women's Prison, Ye Wanyun!

It's just that at this moment, although Ye Wanyun is still cold and dusty, her snow-white coat has long been torn, revealing the jade-like skin and hideous wounds inside, and her cold face is a little hideous under the interweaving of grief and anger.

She can't stop, and she can't stop, otherwise all the previous efforts will be in vain, and the tragic deaths of her sisters will have no effect.

The strength of the two personal guards has reached the peak of silver, and the impact of the outlaw is strong enough, like a sharp blade whirlwind, disrupting and scattering the chasing formation, and the Miao knife rolls vertically and horizontally, both the wildness of opening and closing, and the tricky trick of locking the soul, and the strength of his life has reached the most gorgeous bloom at this moment.

With the strength of the two of them, they temporarily blocked the impact of more than a dozen black-robed people, giving the sisters valuable time to escape.

However, the chaos quickly subsided, and after decisively separating six people to entangle them, the rest of the people bypassed the battle circle and once again slaughtered like wolves.

"Come back!! Give me all back!! The two women's eyes were red, they screamed anxiously, and their knives were even more crazy and ruthless, trying to break free from the trap and intercept the large army.

But although they are strong, the six people who are separated are also not weak, they are ruthless, and the black-robed people are also fearless, desperate to stop them, and the fierce battle once fell into a stalemate.

The seemingly resolute blocking did not significantly affect the speed of the tracking troops, and the more than ten black-robed people who bypassed were still tightly biting behind Ye Wanyun and the others, and because of the extreme consumption of physical strength and spirit, they ...... It's the end of the crossbow.

"Ye Wanyun, just be captured, no one has ever been able to escape the pursuit of our Grim Reaper's left hand." In the center of the tracking force, a seemingly thin man spoke indifferently, this person's exposed complexion was extremely strange, not yellow nor red-white, but steel-like blue-black, reflecting an alternative masculinity under the sunlight.

One of the four ghost masters of the "Left Hand of Death", the corpse refiner - the enemy baby!

Ye Wanwei snorted coldly, her expression became more and more cold as she ran wildly, a touch of determination flashed, her arms began to draw a complex trajectory and arc, and her own breath was constantly adjusting in the running.

With the stroke of his arms and the adjustment of his breathing, Ruyu's slender hands began to slowly turn black, like ink and gray, reflecting a strange light in the sun, and the fingertips gradually faded into blood, with a terrible white.

In a few moments, the black hair was thicker, the lips were as bright as blood, and the skin was pale and colorless, and the good man turned out to look like a paper figure with heavy paint! Just like Ye Wantong that day.

Cold and demonic, ruthless and cold!

"Dutou!" Feeling the changes in Ye Wanwei, the sisters who were familiar with her trembled in their hearts, and immediately clenched the steel knife with a cold expression. The heads are going to be desperate, as subordinates, they will follow without hesitation until they die in battle!

"Ye Wanwei!!" Qiu Ying suddenly let out a low roar as thick as a bell, and the blue and black figure accelerated suddenly, and a few wild steps in place, taking off and striding into the air, fell directly into the fleeing crowd in front.

The body fell to the ground, twisted strongly, shook his right hand, and a soaking cloth struck suddenly, and the seemingly soft texture danced like steel as toughness and strength, with a grim smile like death, and went straight to the side of Ye Wanyun.

Ye Wanwei has been gathering momentum for a long time, and at the moment when Qiu Ying attacked, the body that rushed forward actually swirled like a butterfly, and in the air, she broke free from the lock of the "cloth bag" dangerously.

Syllable!! The cloth bag did not hit the target, but it was sturdy and struck on the * ancient tree next to it, and suddenly the sawdust followed, the tree body trembled, and a large piece of green leaves fell off and flew away.

All the women inhaled and changed color, dodging to the side with all their might, dodging out of the range of Qiu Ying's attack before he could strike again.

"Fence it off!!" Seeing the ghost lord make a move, all the people in the left hand of the god of death scattered, and they shrouded like fishnets in the accelerated sprint.

"Ye Wanyun, the ghost king invites you to the headquarters for a while." The hatred of the infant castration is unabated, the blue and black face has a kind of chilling coldness and ruthlessness, and the body is extremely fast in the rotation, every move, and one fall together, all sharp and hard, with a strong impact.

The seemingly soft cloth bag whizzes and moves in the wheels, dots, and pumps. Seeing its power just now, no one would doubt its terrifying effectiveness in breaking through the earth and collapsing walls!

"If you can survive today, let's talk about it!" Ye Wanwei snorted coldly, her bewitching figure was extremely light, dancing like a butterfly, but at this moment, her appearance was really a little terrifying, her dance steps lacked beauty, with demon-like viciousness and coldness.

The delicate body twisted with all its strength as if it were boneless, and with its strange body style, it dodged and interspersed in the fierce shadows, and the dark hands brought out the remnants of the Dao, like a large number of meandering and crawling black snakes, swallowing snake letters, and going straight to the neck of the enemy.

Qiu Ying didn't dodge or dodge, as if he didn't know the domineering toxicity of those black hands, the cloth shook vigorously, and he whipped towards Ye Wanyun like an iron whip.

Ye Wanyun's hands were precisely clasped around Qiu Ying's neck, and her sharp nails were buckled inward. However...... The imaginary feeling of fingertips entering the flesh did not appear, and the strong grasp not only did not hit the enemy baby hard, but even the skin was not punctured, and the blue and black body surface was really as hard as steel!!

Her face changed drastically, Ye Wanru didn't expect that there really would be such an invulnerable monster, but she was frightened and frightened, and it was too late to dodge.

Syllable!! The oily cloth slammed firmly on Ye Wantong's lower abdomen, and a metal-like symphony suddenly exploded. After the body poison technique is activated, the muscles on the surface of the body will contract and condense, becoming extremely dense and hard, and can even resist the slashing of ordinary steel knives, which is also another great strange ability of body poison technique.

But in the face of this extremely aggressive cloth bag, her defense is too bad.

The clothes were tattered in an instant, and the lower abdomen, which was as white as paper, suddenly opened the flesh, and Ye Wanyun was violently whipped out on the spot, and slammed into the big tree in front of her in embarrassment, and the impact between her body and the trunk made a seeping click.

"Dutou, how are you!!" The two female prison sisters exclaimed in shock, but at the moment of life and death, they didn't have time to check the injury, their teeth clenched, and they rushed towards Qiu Ying with their knives, trying to give Ye Wanyun a chance to breathe.

"Get out of here!!" Qiu Ying roared, his stiff body rushed forward, ignoring the two fierce and tricky Miao knives, and the oily cloth bag was thrown out like a poisonous snake, and the sharp and fierce edge completely locked the two girls.

Qiang!! The steel knives were all hit, and they slashed heavily on the surface of Qiu Ying's body, which was the same as Ye Wanyun's attack just now, not to mention the damage, even the skin could not be broken.

Almost at the same moment, the cloth bag shook and came, like a steel bar that suddenly broke in a tense state, whistling and whipping with extremely terrifying energy, and bursting the heads of the two women on the spot.

There are only two horrors about Qiu Ying, one is invulnerability, and the other is the "cloth stick" soaked in secret medicine, the combination of the two allows him to burst out with unparalleled strength in defense and offense, which is enough to make up for his shortcomings in other aspects.

"Except for Ye Wanwei, the rest ...... Not a single one to stay! The hatred of the infant locked on Ye Wanyun and strode forward.

"Order!!" More than a dozen Grim Reaper's left-hand silver-level powerhouses roared in unison, and a terrifying sinister aura burst out of their bodies, like the bloody cloak of the Grim Reaper.

"Sisters, live and die together, kill!!" Ye Wanyan struggled to get up, her hands stiffened again, her beautiful face was as hideous as a ghost, and a roar pierced through the dense forest, and she pounced on the baby like a nighthawk.

"Live and die together, kill!!" The rest of the sisters screamed resolutely, fearless of life and death, and rushed angrily.

However, at the moment when the life-and-death battle was about to break out, a bone-like killing intent like a silver needle piercing the heart appeared in everyone's hearts without warning, the hideousness on the face solidified at this moment, the figure of the forward rush stopped at this moment, and even the blood in the body seemed to have a slight pause at this moment.

Everyone's gaze turned in unison, without exception, fixed on the enemy baby, or fixed on his side.

Over there...... A handsome young man suddenly appeared without warning or signs, standing with his hands in his hands, smiling and playing with flowers, like a brother next door, like an amorous son, like a wise bachelor, and like a ...... The most ordinary drop in the vast sea of people in the world.

But it was such a seemingly ordinary and unusual teenager who made the whole scene completely freeze, and the needle drop could be heard, and everyone couldn't help but hold their breath and look at each other in shock.

No one has ever seen him, no one knows him, but the incredible but real killing intent is not to be underestimated by anyone.

"Heizhugou, Burial Flower Valley, Tianyan, Earth and Waterbank, who gave you such a right, dare to go here and kill wantonly, aren't you afraid of blasphemy?" The young man spoke slowly, his voice sounding clear, but it seemed to carry vicissitudes.

The eyes of the people were still full of vigilance and shock, and they had not recovered from this terrible killing intent, nor did they understand the meaning of his words.

But......

Grunt~~ Swallowing and spitting hard, Qiu Ying's expression was filled with horror at this moment, his blue and black face was faintly a little pale, and after a long time, his dry lips slowly opened, and he said with difficulty: "The king of killers...... Flower Shadow ......"