Chapter 100: Life and Death Depend on Each Other

"Keep an eye on them, don't let them run around and make trouble. ”

At the same time that Xiaoyao Yuqing arranged for several elders who were loyal to her, the woman in red had already appeared in front of her, her eyes were misty and her voice trembled, "Take me! ”

Xiaoyao Yuqing naturally understands his wife, if she doesn't take her with her, she is afraid that she will kill herself immediately.

"Look after them!" Xiao Yao Yuqing once again ordered to wrap her arms around the waist of the woman in red and pass through the barrier to form a formation.

At the moment when Xiaoyao Yuqing appeared, there was a sudden silence outside the villa!

"Wan Yu little dwarf, is it very happy?"

Xiaoyao Yuqing looked lazy, and said playfully to Wan Yu who was stepping on the flying sword.

"Xiaoyao Yuqing, can you finally not sit still? Give you a chance to dismiss Xiaoyao Villa!"

Wan Yu's seemingly immature face was full of greed.

"No, Xiaoyao Villa is now controlled by Yu Jiang, and the deity only came to die, I wonder if the little dwarf has the courage to come to fight?"

As soon as Xiaoyao Yuqing's words fell, Wan Yu directly attacked and killed with a flying sword.

"Huh!"

Xiaoyao Yuqing just smiled disdainfully, and the next moment it appeared in front of Wan Yu, a leather folding fan appeared in his hand, and at the moment he opened it, the Dao True Yuan had already attacked Wan Yu, and when he looked closely, these True Yuan were like living creatures.

That Wan Yu was not weak at all, when Xiaoyao Yuqing's attack attacked, he had already burst out with ten thousand sword rays from multiple directions and continued to attack Xiaoyao Yuqing, and at the same time, he also turned into an illusory giant sword and quickly pressed towards Xiaoyao Yuqing.

didn't have such a strong attack, but Xiaoyao Yuqing smiled faintly, and when the folding fan in his hand shook slightly, his body turned into a world of his own! When the ten thousand sword rays just touched, they turned into nothingness!

"Dao Fa Xiaocheng! Xiaoyao Yuqing has realized her own Dao!"

"Wan Yu is afraid that it is dangerous!"

“......”

Xiaoyao Yuqing's hand suddenly caused an uproar all around!

And Wan Yu also seemed to be aware of his own crisis, and instantly dispersed the illusory giant sword, and was about to explode back!

This is still Wan Yu's life saved under the all-out dodge, compared to his life, a left arm is obviously abandoned!

At the same time, the side of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect instantly swept out hundreds of masters, each stepping on the flying sword to quickly protect Wan Yu behind him, and at the same time, he also killed towards Xiaoyao Yuqing!

"Kill him!

Wan Yu, who had retreated to his side, roared with a hideous face.

Just when Xiaoyao Yuqing was fighting with the hundreds of elders of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect after inflicting heavy damage on Wan Yu, a white light flashed in the hand of a woman in red not far away, and a jade flute appeared in her hand.

Then I saw the woman in red put the jade flute on her lips and blew it gently, and suddenly bursts of graceful and bright flute sounds dispersed! This flute sound seemed to have a very strong penetrating power, and it actually covered all the monks present!

At this moment, a sudden change occurred! Wherever the sound of the flute passed, many monks went so far as to burst out and attack the people around them! But none of these monks' cultivation surpassed that of questioning.

"Phantom flute! Oh no! she's the sound of the sound!"

A newcomer to the Void Realm powerhouse shouted loudly before he was lost, and the true yuan with the power of the law had already emitted the Dao Dao and hit all around, but in an instant, tens of thousands of monks had died tragically.

Those disciples in the Heavenly Sword Sect who were not highly cultivated were not spared!

Yin Ji's eyes were only fixed on the hundreds of monks who were fighting with her husband! as if she saw that her attack had little effect on those elders!

In the next moment, a suction force came out of Yin Ji's body, and then he saw the spiritual power of the surrounding heaven and earth frantically pouring into his body, and then the flute sound instantly became stronger!

As the sound of the flute became stronger, the powerhouses who had just entered the Void Realm also began to get lost and fight each other! The elders of the Hundreds of Heavens Sword Sect who were besieging Xiaoyao Yuqing were also in a trance at this moment.

At this moment, the folding fan in Xiaoyao Yuqing's hand instantly spread out and turned into thousands of hair-like fine needles, and under careful induction, the space around the real fine needles was not too much independent!

As soon as the thin needle came out, it swept towards the hundreds of Heavenly Sword Sect elders, and with the cooperation of Yin Ji's phantom flute, dozens of those hundreds of elders were suddenly cut to the ground!

But the sound of Ji here is getting paler and paler, and two streams of blood flow out of her eyes!

"Hah, ha...... It's not lonely!"

As if sensing something, Xiaoyao Yuqing laughed loudly, and there was endless desolation in that laughter.

The laughter fell! I only heard a muffled sound of "poof!"! I saw that the body of the carefree Yuqing exploded in an instant! Then I saw that the surrounding space was quickly shattered, and the hundreds of elders who bore the brunt of it were also torn to pieces by the space in an instant!

At this time, the sound of the flute did not affect the monks present, and the sound of the flute instantly became melodious, and the sadness in the tune actually made the hearts of many monks sour!

Slowly the flute stopped, and the moment the phantom flute fell, there was a muffled sound of "poof!", and the delicate body of the sound of Ji also turned into a cloud of blood mist, she ...... Go with you!

Outside the Escape Villa, there was silence at this time!

Under the influence of the phantom flute, more than half of the millions of monks lost themselves, and under that unconscious attack, the corpses were already piled up and bleeding!

It's just that there are so many casualties in the time of tea, which makes the scattered cultivators who came to besiege and kill Xiaoyao Mountain Villa suddenly retreat!

But right here! An old man dressed in sackcloth suddenly stepped forward during the meditation!

"Humph!"

I just heard a cold snort coming from someone's mouth! Then I saw those scattered cultivators in front of him rush up, and the old man in sackcloth was shattered almost instantly!

This is another fierce battle! This is the cruelty of the cultivation realm, and human life is like a mustard!

"Please also ask the elders of the Ten Thousand Sects to take down the phantom flute and quell the infighting!"

Looking at the chaotic scene, Wan Yu, who had a broken arm, turned around and saluted an old man in Tsing Yi with white hair and white beard, and said with a respectful expression.

Just before Wan Yu's words fell, the eyes of the elder named Wan Zong flashed! The next moment, the person had already appeared in the middle of the infighting, and as soon as he grabbed it, the phantom flute appeared in his hand.

"Don't wait, don't worry! Wait to attack the Xiaoyao Mountain Villa, there are countless treasures!"

Wan Zong's bland words spread to all the monks present, and at the same time, it seemed to arouse everyone's greedy side, and everyone was excited!

In the Xiaoyao Villa separated by a barrier, the more than 100 ladies of Xiaoyao Yuqing who were peerless in elegance witnessed the death of their husbands!

"Kill out! Even if you die without a place to be buried, you must accompany your husband!"

A woman in a pink skirt with a graceful posture waved the long sword in her hand, and glared hatefully at the elders who were blocking her and the others.