Just when Li Qinghuan was controlling the flying sword and entangled with the girl Joan of Arc, he saw the giant in the distance fall down, and realized that Lei Luo was dead after Li Qinghuan was so angry that he was like thunder, and his originally delicate face began to become distorted. After a move of purple qi came to sweep Zhende away, Li Qinghuan came to the battlefield alone with a flying sword.

"These two bastards, I must break you into pieces!"

As a sword immortal who has cultivated for nearly a thousand years, it is the first time for Li Qinghuan to encounter such a situation, his subordinates were killed by others in front of him, if he let others know, then how can he control his subordinates? So today, these two mysterious killers must die completely and cleanly!

Cui Yu stood on the balcony of his home, looked at the end of the Great War on the horizon, and said to Gu Long beside him:

"It seems that Sister Wu has already finished the Magician Guild! The rest is up to your dad and your grandfather. ”

Gu Long looked at the plum blossom king standing in the sky in disbelief, and said in disbelief:

"What do you mean? Was this battle just now done by Sister Wu? How is this possible? Isn't Sister Wu just like you, or even inferior to your summoner? ”

"What do you call that? It's like I'm weak...... Wait, there's another show to watch. ”

Looking at the white lightning speeding in the sky, Cui Yu knew that this duel was a real master duel. One is the pride of the sky, Wu Ruonan, a genius young woman who began to awaken in the first batch, and on the other side is an old monster who has been cultivating for nearly a thousand years, I don't know who can have the last laugh?

"Brother, Sister Gu, the meal is ready, come in and eat!"

Behind the two of them, Cui Yue's voice suddenly sounded, and Gu Long, who was frightened, jumped.

Cui Yu looked at Gu Long's absent-minded appearance, thoughtful, and a wicked smile flashed on his lips.

"Let's go, let's go to dinner, anyway, these two people are half a catty and eight taels, and they can't get a result for a while, so it's better to go to dinner first."

After speaking, ignoring Gu Long, who was still in a daze on the balcony, Cui Yu walked into the living room leisurely.

Gu Long looked at the remaining traces of explosions in the sky, secretly clenched his fists, and whispered unwillingly:

"I didn't expect Professor Wu to be so strong, it seems that I have to work hard, if I fall behind, maybe I will disappear from his world, right?"

Gu Long thought resentfully, and did not follow Cui Yu into the house, but continued to pay attention to the big battle that took place in the sky.

There was still a slight drizzle in the sky, and the drops on Lei Luo's body made a hissing sound of charcoals, and the plum king rose from his throne, bowed deeply to this respectable opponent, and said to the maiden in the sky:

"Miss Joan of Arc, Mr. Raylo is dead, let's get back to our master."

"I'm afraid it's not that simple, the real enemy has come."

As he spoke, Joan of Arc raised the strange weapon in his hand and said to Li Qinghuan, who was hurrying over:

"One step further, you're welcome to the two of us!"

Li Qinghuan looked at the weapon that looked like a gun but not a gun, like an axe but not an axe, he didn't underestimate the two people in front of him, many years of practice experience told him that the two people in front of him were not much weaker than himself, and if he wanted to kill the two completely, he might have to pay a heavy price, but the matter has come to this point, and there is no reason to turn back.

Li Qinghuan stood the sword in his hand behind him, and at that time, his natal flying sword, all his tricks revolved around this sword.

"It doesn't seem reasonable for the two of them to kill my best friend and leave nothing behind!"

The Plum Blossom King looked up at the arrogant Li Qinghuan and asked with a smile:

"Really? I don't know what you want? ”

However, Li Qinghuan did not speak, but told the two of them with his own actions that what he wanted today was the lives of two people!

The flying sword behind him quickly jumped into the sky, and then, the rain in the sky seemed to turn into a sharp sword, and flew towards the plum king and Joan of Arc. But Li Qinghuan's attack didn't seem to be very effective, and the raindrop-like small sword hit the protective cover of the two of them and left only a few white spots, and they couldn't even touch the clothes of the two, but they "dropped" the ordinary people underground to death.

"It's cruel! If that's all you have, you won't be able to kill me. ”

The King of Plum Blossoms had a sympathetic look on his face, and then said to Joan of Arc:

"Let's get rid of him and return to the master!"

But the strange thing is that Joan of Arc in the sky seems to be evil, indifferent to the words of the Plum Blossom King, staring at Li Qinghuan in front of him in a daze.

At this time, the fairy temperament on Li Qinghuan's body began to dissipate, and the tyrannical and murderous spirit on his body was clearly revealed, and the Plum Blossom King felt a boundless threat from Li Qinghuan's body.

"What a strong oppressive force!"

The Plum Blossom King put away the contempt he had just made and stared at Li Qinghuan, who had white hair standing on end, and began to cast his strongest blow. The big word "emperor" still appeared in the rolling dark clouds, but this time the light seemed to be much darker than just now.

"How is that possible? This space actually curtails my abilities? How is this possible? ”

At this time, Li Qinghuan suddenly spoke, looking at the Plum Blossom King as if he were looking at a corpse.

"This is the power of my realm, how's that? Tastes good, right? ”

"What is the power of the realm?"

At the moment when the Plum Blossom King was puzzled, Li Qinghuan's flying sword pierced the big word "Emperor" from the sky with a murderous aura of the cold, and stabbed towards the Plum Blossom King at high speed.

Looking at the flying sword that was getting closer and closer to him, the Plum Blossom King instinctively wanted to dodge, but he suddenly found that his body had become extremely sluggish, and every time he moved his body, he had to consume a lot of spiritual power, which was directly linked to Wu Ruonan.

Wu Ruonan, who was far away in the Magician Guild, suddenly felt a huge hand around her neck, which made her almost out of breath.

"What's going on, is something wrong with them?"

Just when Wu Ruonan was about to fall into a coma in pain, she suddenly felt that invisible hand left her neck, breathing in the sweet air, Wu Ruonan only felt that the world had never been better.

The girl Joan of Arc laboriously used her strange weapon to cut a hole in this space, so that the Plum Blossom King could barely avoid Li Qinghuan's attack.

The next moment, Li Qinghuan repeated his old trick, once again endowed the slightest drizzle in the sky with sword intent, and attacked the two of them.

Joan of Arc looked up with difficulty and said to the King of Plum Blossoms:

"This is the power of the realm that can only be comprehended when entering the lord level, this person is not something we can compete with now, we must leave quickly, otherwise, the master will be seriously injured!"

The Plum King looked at the sky in despair, and said at a loss:

"How I've never heard of it, it's horrible! How are we going to get out of here?"

"It seems that there is only one fight to the death, wait a minute, I will do my best to tear this space open, and you will take this opportunity to escape!"

Joan of Arc's face became paler and paler, and seeing that the rain of swords was about to break through the protective shield of the two, Joan of Arc forcefully drew a simple formation on the ground with the weapon in his hand.

"It's now! Tell the owner and let the owner be careful! ”

Looking at the plum blossom king who broke through the space, Joan of Arc closed her eyes in despair, and her last bit of strength was about to run out. When the time comes, the rain of swords will take her life.

"Did you run one? What a pity! ”

Li Qinghuan returned to his original appearance at this time, standing in the rain with a fairy spirit, without a trace of emotion in his indifferent eyes, and said to Joan of Arc under his feet.

When the first rain of swords pierced Joan of Arc's hands and was about to reach Joan of Arc's face, Joan of Arc felt surrounded by something fiery, and then she passed out in the fiery embrace.

Li Qinghuan in the sky watched the giant insect break out of the ground, and said to the person in front of him with fear:

"It's incredible that you're immune to the power of my realm! Why don't you join me! How about the past when everything was not to blame? ”

"I'm so sorry! I'll take this girl with me first, and I'll think about your suggestion later. ”

As he spoke, the giant insect covered in fiery red armor under the boy's feet spread its wings and quickly left the place.