Zizhen was also shocked by the cultivation of the woman opposite and the sword in her hand, and he obviously felt more and more struggling.

He dared to promise that if he couldn't stop one move, the thunder would split him into ashes.

The more he fought, the more he retreated, and the Mo Feather Sword in his hand seemed to feel his struggle, and actually took the initiative to drive his movements, not allowing him to retreat.

This really frightened Zizhen, no matter how much he didn't understand, he knew that no matter anything, once he recognized the master, it was all at the master's disposal.

"You can throw it down, and I'll spare you from dying." Ye Li looked at Zizhen, whose expression was a little sluggish and his body froze.

She promised her baby that she would no longer kill people at will.

Zizhen's forehead was full of sweat, he looked down at the Mo Yu Sword in his hand with some difficulty, and then looked up at Ye Li, the woman's eyebrows and eyes were cold, without a trace of emotion, but there was an aura on her body that threatened the world.

Zizhen didn't know why, so he let go, and the whole person stepped back in vain.

The black sword let out a humming sound, as if he was despising him for being useless, and he actually dodged Ye Li's attack and went straight to the outside of the battle circle.

Ju Fengmao looked at the Mo Yu Sword that was inexplicably heading straight for him, frowned, and as soon as he reached out and grabbed it, the Mo Yu Sword was held in his hand.

"Fengmao Immortal Venerable!" Several high-level cultivators outside the battle circle were all taken aback by this sudden change.

Ju Fengmao made a gesture to signal that everyone should not panic.

But can everyone not panic, they watched this ink feather sword fall into the hands of that person named Zizhen Immortal Zun, and at this time, this ink feather sword actually ran into the hands of Feng Mao Immortal Zun as if he recognized his master.

You must know that this Fengmao Immortal Venerable is the most promising Immortal Venerable in their Immortal Cultivation Realm, and it is also the highest cultivation now for an Immortal Venerable who has just stepped into the Tribulation Period.

Ye Li's belated spiritual power fell in front of these people who could be regarded as elders.

She looked at the broken sword, then at the person holding it, and chuckled, "You're going to pick someone." "I know that I want to choose the highest cultivation.

Then she glanced at the few people in front of her, her beautiful eyes blinked a few times, and the topic changed, as if the murderous person just now was not her, "Why don't you go to fight, what are you doing here." ”

The elders said..."Someone! We are going to do the right thing for heaven today!

We're opposites, okay!

Why do you care so much about us!

A middle-aged man with an elegant temperament came out and bowed to Ye Li, where the immortal cultivation world and the demon clan were in full swing, Ye Li's side seemed to be as polite as a tea party.

"Dare to ask the Demon Emperor, where is the bad man."

"It's not dead, over there." Ye Li's chin lifted slightly and pointed in one direction.

"In this way, then thank you to the Demon Emperor's men for their mercy." The elegant middle-aged man bowed again and retreated.

Ju Fengmao held the sword and looked at it, the black mist on the sword qi reminded him of the demon race, this feeling was not comfortable, he had never seen any artifact that could be evil like this.

"Does the Demon Emperor know the Mo Yu Sword?" Ju Fengmao suppressed the discomfort in his heart and spoke lightly.

"A perverted sword that wants to kill me, just like its owner, is as good as anyone else." A ruffian smile appeared on the corner of Ye Li's mouth, and his eyes were staring at the black sword.

Cuihua "..."Is this how people can use it!"

The Chinese teacher's coffin board is going to be unpressable!

"Oh? It turns out that there is a master, no wonder, since the Demon Emperor knows, then I will hand it over to you to deal with. Saying that, Ju Fengmao held the sword in both hands and handed it to Ye Li.

Ye Li didn't expect that these elders were really a bit virtuous and respectful, and they didn't fight or grab.

The black sword was already angry when he heard Ye Li scolding its master, plus this stinky man wanted to hand it over to himself, so it was okay.

Everyone didn't expect that a sword could have such a great coercion, and in an instant, the black mist burst out like an obstacle, Ju Fengmao's body stiffened, Ye Li raised his eyes to look at him, and saw that his eyes instantly turned as dark as the black mist.

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