Seeing that Ye Chu was already a little moved, but in an instant, he was motionless as if he was in thought, the eyes of the "king" flashed, and he felt a little uneasy in his heart, could it be ...... He shook his head, the corners of his mouth hooked a high arc, she is a smart person, then she will definitely not be able to refuse the bait he throws, and there will be no changes beyond his control. What's more, she is delaying time with such cooperation......

Ye Chu slowly raised his head, rubbed his chin, looked at this so-called "king" with a very strange gaze, moved his hands and feet, stood up slowly, stepped out with a long sword, and looked at him standing three feet away from the high throne, quietly staring at his miserable white but gorgeous face, grinning, and smiling.

This smile was quite meaningful, the little uneasiness in the heart of "Wang" was slowly expanding, and even a little panic, he pulled the corners of his mouth, and the arrogant smile that was high revealed a bit of superiority eager to show off, "What's the matter?" Want to know what a "domain" is? Please! ”

Ye Chu's brows furrowed slightly, and then loosened up, the coldness like ice condensed under her eyes little by little, and the cold killing intent on her body slowly spread, and one crack after another, centered on her feet, spread out like a spider web on the ground.

In the disbelief of the "king" as if he had seen a ghost, a powerful aura burst from her body, and the fierce wind gathered without warning, lingering around her, rolling the ashes of the corpses scattered on the ground, and the sky was full of smoke and dust.

Raise your hand. Gently tapping the sword blade and taking a step, Ye Chu smashed his mouth, with a strange hint of pity in his tone, "Actually, you have done a good job, but luck or bad luck is innate, and it doesn't depend on you if you don't have good luck or anything." ”

"Wang"'s brows tightened instantly, a faint gray mist surged in his scarlet eyes, and his voice became cold. "You got it. How would you know? ”

"It's all said. It's luck! Ye Chu was not surprised by the sudden change in his attitude, and looked at him with a calm face, "There is always a fight, don't talk nonsense." ”

The moment the words fell. Arm wave. The long sword in Ye Chu's hand burst out with Sen Han's sharp sword light. The bright sword light pierced the gray sky like lightning, and with a sharp sound of breaking the air, it bombarded towards the man on the throne.

The pale fingers slowly poked out. A gray, dark red aura erupted from his fingers, "Bang! A loud explosion exploded, and a fierce wind swept out.

A mighty murderous aura permeated the two people opposite, and the wreckage that fell on the ground was crushed into powder in an instant by the aftermath of the battle between the two.

A terrifying smile appeared on his pale face, and a powerful, terrifying momentum suddenly erupted on the body of the "king", and the tyrannical aura that filled the heavens and the earth seemed to be stimulated, and became extremely violent, Ye Chu's brows furrowed slightly, and the power of this heaven and earth for her rejection and oppression became clearer and stronger.

The tall figure stood in front of Ye Chu like a towering mountain, the black mist around him was surging, and the majestic momentum spread out, and the blood-red eyes were cold and indifferent, and the "king" with a stunning face was like a god and demon in the nether realm, looking down at Ye Chu, who was thin and thin like an ant. The corners of his mouth were slightly hooked, and he hooked his miserable white fingers at Ye Chu rather casually.

The expressionless Ye Chu took a small step forward, bowed his body slightly, stepped under his feet, the long sword in his hand was slightly raised, and the fine sword on it was uncertain, shining and dazzling in the gray space. Several sharp sword lights burst out from Ye Chu's long sword, dragging the streamer of the Dao Dao, shouting sharply, Ye Chu who was holding the long sword followed closely behind the sword light, and the straight "king" flew away.

The miserable white fingers burst out, like steel cast iron, and met the burst of sword light, "Bell! Clang! Clang! A series of golden and iron resonances stirred up between heaven and earth.

On the broad and dark throne, two figures, one black and one red, were intertwined, and the snow-bright sword light collided with the dark red spiritual light, and in the surging wind, the two ghost-like figures came and went at a very fast speed, staggering each other.

"Bang!" With a loud bang, the two figures intertwined in one place suddenly separated, and in the surging wind, Ye Chu's figure swung backwards like catkins, standing exactly where she was before her attack. If it weren't for the sticky sticking to her scalp like ink-splashed hair, sweat rolling down her pale little face, her chest rising and falling violently, and her breathing a little rapid, she would never have left the same place.

The smile on the corner of the "king's" mouth retracted, and he stood on the throne with an expressionless face, one hand hanging down by his side, and the other behind him, looking much more comfortable than Ye Chu, who was tired like a dog. At first glance, there is a clear distinction between the two and the weak.

Hanging his head slightly, he looked at the blood, "Tick!" Tick! Dripping down his drooping arm, striking on the throne, splashing the blooming blood, the "king's" expression was a little obscure, and there was a faint surprise in his eyes, how long it had been, he didn't remember, how long had he not been injured. In the short moment of the battle just now, the dozens of swords Ye Chu stabbed out were all incredibly accurate and fell on the same position in his hand, and this alone let him know that he underestimated the female cultivator in front of him, not to mention, she also broke his defenses, causing him to be injured and bleed.

"I really didn't expect that you could hurt me, but I was too arrogant and had no one in my eyes." Raising the hand that had been cut off with a deep sword mark, and licking the blood gushing out of the wound, the indifferent face of the "Wang" flashed a faint appreciation, and smiled at Ye Chu, "You are a good opponent, I want to get serious." ”

Raising the long sword in his hand, Ye Chu nodded lightly, and the raging battle intent rose to the sky, shattering and clearing the tyrannical aura that surged over and gradually enveloped her.

A terrifying aura spread, and a dark red long sword suddenly appeared on the white palm of the "king", "Hum! The blood-red sword trembled slightly, and the blood that had gradually stopped from his wound seemed to be greatly attracted, gushing out and slowly surging towards the blood-red sword. (To be continued.) )