"Offer your humble life to witness the greatness of the Divine Beast! The ...... of the " of the Emperor tore off the mask of disguise, and the man behind the scenes showed a gloomy and treacherous smile that the treacherous plan was about to succeed. However, if it is accompanied by a milky and soft voice, and the black hand behind the scenes is a little white dog......

Hehe...... Looking at this stupid little friend, Ye Chu swallowed his saliva hard, the small white dog took a bite of non-threatening milk teeth, spit out a pink tongue, opened a pair of ignorant black eyes, and made a vicious appearance like a cannibal, the tail behind him was still shaking happily uncontrollably, and the weird painting style was simply impossible to look at!

Ye Chu's lips trembled, his fingers twitched involuntarily, he tightened his fingers, pinched the long sword in his hand, blinked his eyes vigorously, and turned his gaze away slightly, Ye Chu just pressed the urge to slap it in the face at this inopportune time. Taking a deep breath, she drew her sword sharply and took a few steps back, flipped over and took out a few pills and stuffed them into her mouth.

One after another, obscure and complicated mystical patterns condensed from the array disk under the paws of the little white dog, and turned in a line, the speed of rotation became faster and faster, the space began to collapse, and a small whirlpool of light slowly took shape in front of the little white dog.

The fragment of the dark throne that hit Ye Chu like a raindrop was attracted by great gravity, and it rolled back in an orderly manner in an instant, pouring into this small whirlpool like a milk swallow throwing into the forest, "Click! Click! Click! The voice came from the whirlpool. It was as if something was gnawing at the pieces of the throne.

The yin wind blew, and the black smoke rose in bursts, but it was unable to break free from the traction of the whirlpool, twisting and hovering above the whirlpool, Ye Chu narrowed her eyes slightly, and she seemed to see the deformed human faces hidden in the black smoke, the simple and mysterious patterns on the whirlpool were bright and dark, and the black smoke hovering on it began to tumble violently like boiling water, stirring up bursts of "Hiss!" The voice was like a ghost crying.

A little white dog with a slightly trembling body. Difficult head turn. glanced at Ye Chu.

Nodding, Ye Chu wiped a handful of blood marks from the corners of his mouth, exhaled a long breath, and a flash of inspiration flashed under his feet. Trailing afterimages were dragged. It was like a puff of green smoke rising up. The long sword in his hand was swallowed, and the sword light in the sky was piercing, carrying the momentum of breaking bamboo. In an instant, it tore through the tyrannical aura wrapped in the long sword, and the cold blade overflowed from the edge, slashing down on the blood-red long sword.

"Bell!" The sound of gold and iron exploded, Ye Chu's right arm holding the sword was slightly numb, and the whole person was shocked by a tremendous force. Although her figure was rapidly retreating, her eyes were staring at the place where the two swords were striking without blinking, until a long sword mark emerged, and she slowly exhaled the breath that was held in her throat.

When she fought before, Rao was blessed with sword intent, and dozens of swords were slashed in the same position, so that she could barely leave a sword mark on its sword body, but in the blink of an eye, under the repair of the aura of this space, the sword mark was traceless, hard and extremely strong recovery power, this sword was simply invulnerable.

But now...... The corner of Ye Chu's eyes glanced at the whirlpool that was not slowly turning, devouring a huge number of throne fragments, smashing it, smashing it, tsk, this speed is slower than what the little white dog told her. Ye Chu rolled her eyes, fortunately, she was used to putting a big discount on what this unreliable little friend said.

A small wheal suddenly appeared under her feet, and with a slight click, Ye Chu's body swayed up, and lightly to the side, the blood-red long sword that slashed straight down with Wan Jun's strength almost touched the tip of her nose, and the raging sharp sword wind cut off the messy hair scattered on her forehead. With a flick of his wrist, the falling long sword suddenly slammed upward, and the sharp and powerful sword yuan gushed out, tearing apart the fierce qi that was rolling on the blood-red long sword again, and fell fiercely on the sword marks left before.

"Bell!" The sound of gold and iron resonated again, the muscles on his arms tightened, and he involuntarily jumped slightly a few times, Ye Chu gritted his teeth, pinched the warm and sticky hilt soaked in blood, endured the severe pain and stabilized his body, and followed the force of the shock, and his body quickly retreated.

Although the sword marks on the long sword deepened a little as she thought, Ye Chu had a cold and tense face, and there was no expression of joy and joy, damn it! It really hurts and I can't laugh!

"Boom!" It seemed to be irritated by Ye Chu's repeated and repeated active provocations, the sharp sword sound resounded piercingly again, and the angry qi wrapped outside the long sword was drumming endlessly, exuding a tyrannical bloodthirsty intent, and the anger wrapped in the long sword dragged the remnants of the Dao, like a falling star, and smashed down towards Ye Chu, the blood-red long sword hidden in it loomed, the sword body trembled lightly, and the killing intent was awe-inspiring.

The rich tyrannical aura surged over like a tide, under the impact of this violent aura, Ye Chu's spirit suddenly disconnected from her body, her eyes were dilated, her eyes lost focus, her body seemed to have been frozen in the ice cellar for a long time, her joints, hands and feet were cold and stiff, Ye Chu only felt that there was a buzzing sound in her head, the picture in front of her, the sound in her ears, the touch of the wind blowing, and even the long sword in her hand slowly faded away, and only a thick dead silence was left around her.

The long sword glowing with dazzling blood light pierced out from the tumbling aura, and with an unstoppable momentum, wrapped in a fierce wind, it slashed down from the top of Ye Chu's head.

The death threat that was close at hand evoked a trace of Ye Chu's silent mind, the blood-colored long sword became wider and larger in her pupils, Ye Chu's forehead oozed a dense layer of cold sweat in the blink of an eye, and the pores of her whole body exploded, she could clearly feel that her whole body was shouting for danger, but her mind was blank, and she didn't know how to react, her body was even stiffer like a stone sculpture, and she was nailed in place, unable to move.

Facing the blood-red long sword that was chopped down at the moment, Ye Chu tried her best to open her eyes wide, her eyes had anxiety that she didn't know how to deal with, and there was anger at the stiffness of her body, but she didn't face the despair and abandonment of death! (To be continued.) )