At this moment, Yue Qingling was exuding demonic energy, and although the handle of the devil's sword and ghost hand had not yet entered Yue Qingling's arm, it had already held her wrist tightly.

It can only show that Yue Qingling is not deeply controlled.

"Qingling, wake up!" Wang Muyang hurriedly shouted.

It seemed that he heard Wang Muyang's voice, and Yue Qingling's body with red eyes was obviously shocked.

"Go away!"

Yue Qingling shouted with difficulty, shook off his hand, and tried to shake off the devil's hand, but failed to shake it off.

Wang Muyang saw that Yue Qingling was still sensible, so he wanted to rush forward.

Who wanted to sneak attack from behind, Wang Muyang had to turn around and resist.

Rutian punched the Five Emperors Money Sword and shouted to those Nanmao Sect disciples: "Take advantage of now, why don't you go and grab the Demon Sword!" ”

Those disciples of the Nanmao Sect looked at Yue Qingling, looked at each other, and their eyes couldn't help but fall on the few people who were slashed by Yue Qingling.

Just now, Yue Qingling just swung a knife and cut off the arms of several people, how could they not be afraid?

The few people who had dealt with Bai Qiqi before couldn't help but take a step back.

Seeing this, Rutian snorted coldly: "Look at you don't want to live anymore!" ”

As soon as the words fell, the stomachs of these Nanmao Sect disciples became violently painful again, and one of them spurted out black blood with a "poof" and fell directly to the ground, and in the blink of an eye, his skin turned black and he lost his life.

As soon as the other Nanmao Sect disciples saw that they dared to slack off, they immediately rushed towards Yue Qingling.

Wang Muyang was anxious, but he was restrained by Rutian and couldn't save Yue Qingling.

Seeing those Nanmao Sect disciples rushing in front of Yue Qingling.

Yue Qingling suddenly raised his head, a sneer on the corner of his mouth, and suddenly rushed forward, waving a black sword light that shuttled between the disciples of the Nanmao Sect like a storm.

Suddenly, Yue Qingling stopped, and those Nanmao Sect disciples also stopped, just standing quietly.

"Poof"

Blood suddenly spurted out of the disciples of the Nanmao Sect at the same time, and they fell to the ground one after another.

"Oh my God!" Seeing this scene, Bai Qiqi covered his mouth in surprise.

After knowing each other for so long, it was the first time Bai Qiqi had seen Yue Qingling kill someone, and it was so neat and crisp, without any mud and water.

Is this still the Yue Qingling she knows?

Yue Qingling seemed to hear Bai Qiqi's voice, and suddenly turned his head to look at Bai Qiqi.

Bai Qiqi was taken aback.

At this moment, Yue Qingling's eyes were red, and there was a cruel smile on his face, it was definitely not the Yue Qingling that Bai Qiqi knew before.

"Qingling, you...... Why are you looking at me like that! Bai Qiqi found that something was wrong, and his voice had to tremble.

Yue Qingling turned a deaf ear, and rushed towards Bai Qiqi with his knife.

"Ahh

Bai Qiqi screamed in fright.

Yue Qingling paused suddenly, a look of pain appeared on his face, but it was only a flash, and he continued to rush towards Bai Qiqi.

Seeing this, Wang Muyang hurriedly blocked Rutian, rushed to Bai Qiqi's body, and raised the Five Emperors Money Sword to block Yue Qingling's knife.

"When"

The magic sword and the Five Emperors Money Sword collided together, and the two forces shook Wang Muyang and Yue Qingling back again and again.

But Wang Muyang found that the demonic energy in the hands of the Demon Knife Ghost was obviously a lot more, indicating that it was still the Demon Knife Weapon Spirit that controlled the Demon Knife and Yue Qingling.

We have to find a way to separate the magic knife from Yue Qingling.

Wang Muyang reached out to touch the rune paper, but at this moment, Yue Qingling rushed up again and slashed at Wang Muyang.

"Qingling, wake up!"

Wang Muyang was annoyed in his heart, he didn't dodge or dodge, and shouted directly at Yue Qingling.

The magic knife looked at the top of the head of the machete king Muyang, and suddenly stopped with a sudden brake. Yue Qingling's hand holding the knife began to tremble, his expression became even more painful, and he muttered in his mouth: "Let go of me!" ”

Wang Muyang hurriedly grabbed Yue Qingling's shoulders and shouted, "Qingling, wake up quickly, don't listen to the Demon Sword Spirit, calm your mind and get rid of it!" ”

I don't know if Yue Qingling heard Wang Muyang's words, and the civilians with painful expressions shook their heads.

At this moment, some strange lines suddenly appeared on Yue Qingling's neck, and he couldn't tell what shape it was, and it was faintly shining with silver light.

These lines covered Yue Qingling's neck.

Wang Muyang didn't have time to care about this, and continued to shout Yue Qingling.

Rutian seized the opportunity, jumped forward, and hit behind Yue Qingling.

Wang Muyang's attention was all on Yue Qingling, and when he found that when Rutian came over, Rutian had already come behind Yue Qingling.

"Be careful!"

Wang Muyang pulled Yue Qingling behind him with all his might, and his back was like the sky.

"Bang"

Rutian slapped Wang Muyang on the back, Wang Muyang only felt that the blood in his chest was rolling, and he almost vomited blood.

I don't know what kind of exercises this Rutian is practicing, his hands are as stiff as iron, Wang Muyang feels that his bones are about to be broken, and the whole person flies out.

"Muyang!" Yue Qingling shouted with difficulty.

A voice appeared in his mind: "In order to protect you, Wang Muyang was almost beaten to death, you are really useless, it was you who caused Wang Muyang!" ”

"Shut up!" Yue Qingling roared.

"Am I wrong? Then you prove it to me, kill the person in front of you who injured Wang Muyang, prove it to me! ”

This voice kept echoing in Yue Qingling's mind, like a magic spell.

Rutian was originally a little jealous, but at this moment, when he saw Yue Qingling's crazy appearance, he was immediately relieved.

His eyes fell on the hand of the devil sword, and he smiled cruelly: "The magic knife is mine!" ”

As he spoke, he took up the exercises and went to Yue Qingling.

But at this moment, Yue Qingling suddenly raised his head, his eyes as red as blood. The corners of his mouth hooked up an evil smile, and he picked up the magic knife and slashed towards Rutian.

The huge power of the devil's sword and ghost hand directly flew like a sky earthquake and smashed it to the ground.

Rutian was shocked and hurriedly stood up, but Yue Qingling suddenly appeared in front of him, making him break out in a cold sweat.

said that it was too late, and then it was fast, Yue Qingling raised the magic knife again, and slashed it down according to the sky.

Rutian hurriedly resisted, and took the magic knife with both hands, but the huge impact force smashed a big hole under his feet.

Feeling the domineering of the devil's knife and ghost hand, Rutian was scared.

"Ahh

Rutian roared, used all his strength to block Yue Qingling, turned around and ran away.

He knew that he was definitely not Yue Qingling's opponent now.

The current Yue Qingling has been controlled by the Demon Sword Ghost Hand.

But before he could run two steps, Yue Qingling swung a knife out of thin air, and the black knife light hit Rutian's leg, and Rutian fell to the ground.

Rutian glanced back, but he had no intention of fighting, holding his legs, and limped outside the temple.

Yue Qingling raised his foot to chase after him.

Wang Muyang hurriedly shouted: "Qingling, don't chase it." ”

Rutian's account can be calculated later, and what Wang Muyang is more concerned about is that the deeper Yue Qingling is controlled by the devil's sword, the more difficult it is to get rid of the devil's sword.

He had to find a way to get Yue Qingling out of the control of the Demon Sword as soon as possible.

After being drunk by Wang Muyang, Yue Qingling really stopped and glanced back at Wang Muyang.

Wang Muyang found that Yue Qingling at this time was still controlled by the devil's sword, and his eyes were full of murderous energy.

However, Wang Muyang had already prepared, and shouted at Yue Qingling, who was being controlled: "Ghost hand, let Qingling go, otherwise I will seal you again in a place where no one will ever find out." ”

"Really? It depends on whether you have the ability to do it! ”

A strange smile appeared on Yue Qingling's face, and when he spoke, it was a man's voice.

Wang Muyang knew that it was the spirit of the Devil's Sword and Ghost Hand, and he had completely controlled Yue Qingling.