Yan Qingjun's afterglow swept to Lu Shiyi and Mo Huaigu in the corner, the two demons were eager to try to shake their hands, and they couldn't wait for the gaze of the demon monarch, their faces stiffened, and their hands were secretly rubbed and put down and raised.

Yan Qingjun snorted, his eyes moved slightly, and he crossed Liu Yanshu, who was blocking in front of him, and stared at Zhou Xuanqing beside him.

These eyes are indescribably profound, and the excited Zhou Xuanqing has a layer of instigation. I said with a blank look in my heart: What do you see, you can be caught!

She still pretended to be calm and calm on her face, but her footsteps moved towards Liu Yanshu's back without a trace, and with the help of Hou Ye's tall and thin body, she blocked the absolutely unkind gaze for herself. His hand quietly pressed on the dark pocket where the talisman was placed, thinking about finding a good time!

Seeing that the situation was not good, Mr. Kong hesitated and pulled Hu Siniang to the side of the fence and retreated.

However, Liu Yanshu asked very uninterestingly, "What are you doing hiding behind me, Xiaodao Chief, Benhou will deal with this demon king in a while, and you need to set up a formation in front." ”

The sound was neither loud nor small, and there was naturally nothing present that could not be heard. The expression on Zhou Xuanqing's face collapsed, he held his breath and stared at the back of Hou Ye's head, and angrily tugged at his Luo Yi robe: If you don't speak, no one will treat you as a dumb person! If it weren't for the fact that you are a Hou Ye, I would have rewarded you with a bunch of fried chestnuts.

Maybe Zhou Xuanqing's resentment was too deep, or maybe Liu Yanshu couldn't hear the response and was puzzled, he looked back suspiciously and said, "What's wrong with you?"

“。。。 It's okay, Master Hou will do it. Zhou Xuanqing no longer cared about reconcentrating, holding the whip in one hand and touching the hidden pocket with the other, pinching a few talismans and preparing to recite the spell to start the battle.

Liu Yanshu's peach eyes narrowed, his expression was uninhibited, and his lips were obliquely hooked. With a light step under his feet, the frost sword light flickered, and he had already slid and flew towards Yan Qingjun.

Zhou Xuanqing only felt that the corner of the white brocade robe flashed in front of him and disappeared, and then he turned his head to find that the elegant and flexible white shadow had leapt in the air.

Hou Ye actually directly confronted the demon monarch with a single person!

It wasn't just Zhou Xuanqing who was surprised. Yan Qingjun saw that he was alone with a sword and attacked head-on, that menacing and desperate appearance, he couldn't help but re-examine this opponent in a slight startle, and even the hands that were originally casually carried behind his back were withdrawn back to his side in time. His palms were slightly folded, gathering a demonic force, and gusts of wind swept the fallen leaves on the ground, hanging around him like a curtain.

Liu Yanshu's wrist flipped and swung the sword, the move was like flowing water, the figure was as fast as a swimming dragon, the sword qi swept, and the sword swayed, revealing a murderous aura.

Against the demon monarch, he did not fall behind at all.

The long ink-colored hair swayed in the wind, the dark red robe floated up, and Yan Qingjun was tired of dodging and finally made a move. From the sleeves of the robe emanated spider silk threads, soft and tough, like a snake rushing forward, it could be close to the frost sword body, faintly rubbing out the shattered light.

Then, he flipped his palm and clasped his claws, and the spider silk instantly twisted into a long sword and stabbed at Liu Yanshu's frost sword. When the blade hits each other, there is a 'clang' sound!

The frost sword gathered the righteousness of the world for more than a hundred years, and the long sword turned into spider silk shook it. The long sword was frustrated and turned into a curved spider silk again, lingering around his side and not retreating.

Liu Yanshu's face sank, and he jumped up and leaned away, and the sword was about to reach the throat of the demon monarch.

Yan Qingjun's raised Adam's apple rolled up and down, only an inch apart. He leaned back and quickly avoided the side, his sleeve robe fluttering in the wind, and the cold sword tip swept over a bit of the skin of his neck.

The demon monarch did not show the slightest embarrassment and impatience at this life-and-death juncture.

But in a moment's carelessness, the situation took a sharp turn. Liu Yanshu just touched the ground on his toes, and he couldn't take back the frost sword in his hand, but when he moved his body, he was clasped by Yan Qingjun's arms and shoulders.

However, before he could feel the pain, the whole person was suddenly pulled back, the strong muscles tightened, and the shoulder blades also shrank violently. The whole body was suppressed by a powerful force, and the power in the dantian seemed to be lost by the shock.

The frost sword couldn't stop falling out of his hand, and Liu Yanshu was captured with one arm and forced to bend his leg and kneel on one knee.

"Ben Jun wanted to say last time, this ancient frost sword is really a waste left in the hands of Hou Ye. ”

The sword was driven by the demonic power and flew into the air, and in the next moment, the blade of the sword was nailed straight to the ground, and the strength of the ground tiles shattered a few pieces.

Rao is Yan Qingjun's expression was leisurely, and he spoke slowly. But when it fell into Liu Yanshu's ears, he felt a feeling of being despised by others, and his calm expression in the past instantly collapsed.

Mo Huaigu and Lu Shiyi on the other end immediately raised their breath, and their jumping posture rushed towards this head like flying arrows.

"Lord Hou!" "Lord Demon Monarch, please be merciful to your subordinates!"

As if he had heard something incomprehensible, Yan Qingjun frowned, and said coldly: "Aren't you the ones who are aggressive? ”

The two demons immediately became dumbfounded. They stood in front of Yan Qingjun, knowing that they had no chance of winning, so they straightened their shoulders and backs, and clenched their fists. just looked directly at each other, but because of the other party's powerful mana and arrogant aura, he invisibly felt as if he was a head shorter.

Thinking that the timing was just right, Zhou Xuanqing didn't hesitate anymore, took out the yellow paper talisman and swiped it, bit his finger again, and wiped a blood mark on the talisman paper!

"Qiankun open the way! Go quickly!" waved his palm, and his sleeve robe was windy.

I saw dozens of talismans firing in unison, and the volley formed a golden arrow talisman in the air, undulating and pounced on Yan Qingjun.

The latter was caught off guard, first let go of the hand that grabbed Liu Yanshu, and then his eyes were cold, and his palm was clawed and the void grabbed the wind violently - the arrow talisman was blocked by an air wave, and it spun on the spot.

Mo Huaigu, who was waiting on the side, immediately stepped forward and pulled Liu Yanshu up and teleported under the flower stand. Lu Shiyi spread his golden wing feathers, and a few feathers turned into short daggers in his hands, flying out and stabbing at Yan Qingjun. Unexpectedly, he was stuck by the spider silk that came out of his sleeve robe, and was thrown to the roof, smashing the tiles with a cracking sound.

Zhou Xuanqing paused his right foot, his bleeding finger pointed at Yin Tang, and his other hand quickly pinched the trick. The arrow talisman was long in an instant, and it became a shield again, erected in front of Yan Qingjun's eyes.

Under the cover of the shield, Zhou Xuanqing ran over and threw out a long black purple whip, and the 'brush' broke the wind and picked the thorns away.

Yan Qingjun could only retreat, and did not stop in time until his heel stepped on the steps. His narrow eyes became deeper and deeper, and when the long whip swung in, he directly pinched the end of the whip with two fingers.

He gave the demon wind again, and in the sound of the whirring wind, the talisman swayed and shook up and down, and the moment the blue light was bright and splashed, the talisman was torn clean.

Zhou Xuanqing secretly said that this is miserable. When he saw the straight end of the whip, a red flame rose up, rushing towards his hand with scorching heat!