Zizi...

When Su Hengqing's hand gradually strengthened and was able to slowly cut and cut the snow-white neck of Shen Xiangying, that Xiangying reacted at all, he didn't plan to let her go at all.

He just teased her, teasing her, the ant, her defeated men, and then gave her as a trophy of this battle, or a sacrifice, to the Sword Emperor of the Abyss!

"No... Don't..."

Feeling that his neck was cut, the blood and mysterious power in his body were sucked, Xiangying shouted and wanted to struggle his body to escape from Su Hengqing's control and flee for his life.

However, when she had to move, she found that her delicate body, which was close to Su Hengqing, had been imprisoned by Su Hengqing's hand around her, and she couldn't move.

It was only at this time that Xiangying completely understood that Su Hengqing's hugging of her body was not ambiguous and had other thoughts, but a prerequisite to prevent her from struggling in pain and wanting to escape.

"Don't move, don't move"

Su Hengqing listened to the sound of the abyss gradually separating her flesh and skin, sucking the trickle of blood, hugging her as if enjoying, squinting his eyes, and said, "Enjoy the peace of this moment..."

His face was full of evil waves: "You will think, it is wonderful. ”

"Maniac... You're a madman..."

Xiangying's eyes widened, and the color of fear spread wildly in her heart.

She knew that for Su Hengqing, what she enjoyed was the pleasure of killing and abusing people at this moment, but for her, she was enjoying despair.

There is no end, and it seems that life is worse than death!

"You're right, I'm crazy. ”

Su Hengqing hugged her closely, his closed black eyes slowly opened, revealing the bloodthirsty light, and the corners of his mouth pulled out a strange arc: "Specializing in abusing and killing you, heartless and lungless, doing all kinds of evil things, bullying men and women, forcing / good / prostitute poisonous women..."

"Maniac!"

When the words fell, he used his hand to cut the flesh again, and the Sword Emperor of the Abyss seemed to feel it, frantically sucking the trickle of blood in the body of the fragrant shadow, full of Xuan power, and even the spirit and spirit.

It seems to want to completely empty the incense.

"Don't... Let me go, I'm willing to be a slave to you, I'm willing to be your cheap/slave, for your whole life to trample on and enjoy, please, let me go..."

Obviously, in the face of death, Xiangying's selfish and unscrupulous temperament for survival is all exposed, so she is willing to agree to any conditions.

"Be my maid, you..."

Su Hengqing was like a grim reaper, and slowly pronounced her death sentence: "It's not worthy." ”

As he spit out these words, Xiangying's hope was completely shattered, and then, she also struggled and begged for mercy frantically, but unfortunately, all this was useless.

She could only feel the blood, mysteries and other things in her body slowly sucked clean by the abyss, and felt the despair approaching step by step, but she couldn't do anything.

After a while, when the abyss sucked in the blood and mystical power in Xiangying's body, the Xiangying also turned from a delicate woman into a line of withered old men who were about to die.

That look, seeing the bystanders who witnessed the whole process, was terrified and trembling.

Airplanes...

It seemed to be sucking, and on the sword body of the Sword Emperor of the Abyss, like water waves, a wisp of blood red passed, and finally completely stopped sucking, emitting a black blood light that seemed to be slightly deeper and more demonic than before.

Feeling this, Su Hengqing spit out with a cold expression: "The one you are waiting for, yes, you can go on the road well." ”

After the words fell, he let go of the delicate body of the fragrant shadow and let it fall away without power.

The people around saw the waterless eyes wide open, the face withered, and the fragrant shadow with the mouth slightly open, so they didn't know whether it was life or death, and they trembled in their hearts: "He... Did he turn Xiangying-sama into a dead corpse?"

With the shadow of incense like a dead corpse, motionless with that unwilling color, falling into the abyss and disappearing, the fear of everyone for Su Hengqing finally reached a peak.

In their opinion, Su Hengqing is not the right path at all, but the real demon, an evil demon who is even more evil and cruel than them.

Just when they were afraid, after Su Hengqing turned the abyss into a normal state, his deep eyes, which were slightly embellished with black blood patterns, slowly looked at the remaining remnants.

After seeing their bodies stir, the corners of his blood-stained mouth pulled out a playful arc: "This blood is not enough to make up for the unsheath of the slashing abyss this time, so..."

"Make amends to it with your blood, and let it drink well. ”

When the words fell, Su Hengqing ignored everyone's color change and fear, and directly attacked and plundered out, fighting against the rest of the people.

It seems that the creatures here are all gone. To...

No grass grows, no life is left!

And when Su Hengqing started his slaughter, Ye Liang and Qiu Yang, who were fighting fiercely in the distance, were also under a terrifying roar, and they both retreated and opened away, pausing in mid-air, vigilant and confrontational.

At this time, the two of them were in tattered clothes, blood was flowing sideways, the chest was undulating and curling due to exhaustion, and countless blood and sweat ran down the cheeks, slid on the jaws, and dripped down.

Dripping into the abyss of the cavern, splashing silently.

"So far, you should have seen that the strength of you and me is almost the same. ”

Qiu Yang let the blood and sweat flow down, stared at Ye Liang who was not far away with heavy breathing, and said in a deep voice: "If you continue to fight, there will be no result, why don't you and I take a step back, how about it." ”

So far in the fierce battle, he had thoroughly felt that Ye Liang's strength in the early stage of the True Saint was completely comparable to his in the middle stage of the True Saint, especially Ye Liang's Holy Body, which was far more subtle and condensed than the ordinary Holy Body.

The power of resistance and recovery can be called terrifying.

For a while, he couldn't break it at all.

Therefore, if it continues to wear down like this, he may not have captured Ye Liang, and then Qiansheng has already defeated all the enemies to help Ye Liang kill him.

In this case, how could he not find another way out and negotiate peace?

In the face of Qiu Yang's 'concession', Ye Liang's mottled and blood-stained white cheeks, after pulling out a playful arc, he stared at Qiu Yang and said, "What, don't you plan to wear out my mysteries to the extreme and show a decline?"

Indeed, the original Qiu Yang thought that there would be a limit to Ye Liang's forcible ascension to the realm, and once that limit was reached, Ye Liang would definitely show a state of collapse, and his Xuan power would drop rapidly, and he would be able to easily capture Ye Liang at that time.

However, after fighting for so long, Ye Liang did not show any fatigue at all, how could he still have hope.

Feeling at this, Qiu Yang's surface remained unchanged, and said: "Your Excellency said that you are laughing, the reason why I have fought with Your Excellency so far is just to admire Your Excellency's strength and feel that Your Excellency is qualified to fight with me in a dignified and upright battle." ”

"In this way, you and I can also take advantage of this opportunity to learn from each other. It is not a deliberate effort to take advantage of others, as you think. ”

"Really?" Ye Liang sneered, obviously not believing it.

"Yes. ”

Qiu Yang was brazen and said: "So I think that now that my discussion with Your Excellency has ended, in order to avoid hurting the peace, there is really no need for you and me to continue fighting." ”

"It only increases the casualties, so that both sides lose. ”

Scold...

The corners of Ye Liang's white mouth pulled out a cold arc, looked at Qiu Yang, and said, "Qiu Yang, you are really the most shameless person I have ever seen in my life." ”

As if he was unmoved by Ye Liang's humiliating words, Qiu Yang did not have the slightest ripple on his surface, and said: "I think Your Excellency should have some misunderstanding about you, why don't you and I stop fighting for the time being, sit down and drink and talk lightly, how about it?"

"Haha, you can drink wine, but..."

After Ye Lianglang smiled, the murderous aura around him rose and condensed, and the Ming Cang spear in his hand was shocked, and he said word by word: "I gave you the guillotine wine!"

"Ye Liang, do you really want to be aggressive and not give you a way to live?" Qiu Yang said in a deep voice that couldn't pretend.

"Do you think, why should I let Sheng'er help Ah Li instead of staying here to help me fight you?"

Ye Liang asked rhetorically and said, "That's because I never intended to let you go, I want to do it myself..."

He squeezed a word out from between his teeth: "Shoot you!"

"Toast and don't eat and drink, do you really think that I can't defeat you!" Qiu Yang said angrily.

Syllable...

He took a step forward abruptly, clasped his palms together, looked at Ye Liang with a hideous face, gritted his teeth and said cruelly: "I'll let you know now that you just lost a chance to live!"

Burst...

When the words fell, he suddenly forced out a mouthful of essence blood and suspended it in front of him, and then, Qiu Yang's palms were clasped together, the printing method was transient, and his face turned red and said in a deep voice: "Shuangtian Taizu Seal!"

Airplanes...

With the spit out of his words, the mysterious power in his body, as if he had been summoned, frantically gathered in the essence blood, causing the essence blood to swell and the demon to beat.

Immediately afterwards, the essence blood that had absorbed the Xuan Power instantly split apart, turning into two strange Xuan Seals, condensing on the left and right sides in front of Qiu Yang's body.

However, these two Xuan seals only lasted for a while, and then they suddenly condensed and changed, drawing out two figures that seemed to be like shadows, and those two figures were full of mysterious and distant aura, like the ancient people.

Reappear in the world.

Seeing the two figures condensed in this way, Qiu Yang's eyes revealed a few wisps of fierceness, looked at Ye Liang who was not far away, and said in a cruel voice: "You can die under the ancestral mystical technique of my Qiu family, under the seal of Taizu, you are also proud." ”

When the words fell, the seal method in his hand changed, and he said in a deep voice with the power of the Xuan Li around him: "Descendants of the Qiu family, respectfully invite the ancestor to kill the enemy and suppress the corpse!"

Airplanes...

When he spit out these words, the two shadow-like shadows suddenly emitted a mysterious light, and the moment they fused together, they condensed into one place, turning into a more condensed one.

Faintly like the shadow of a real person.

Then, the shadow of the Xuanxuan, under the control of Qiu Yang's seal, without the slightest hesitation, directly swept out, with the ancient and profound Xuanyun, and blasted away against Ye Liang not far away.

"Heh, have you even invited the old ancestor out?"

Ye Liang looked like a mysterious person, but there was a mysterious and flipped gray ancestral seal in the phantom, and he sneered at the shadow of the mysterious void that he attacked and suppressed.

He put away the Mingcang spear in his hand, and directly turned into the golden bow of the Great Sun, and the cold light in his eyes gradually emerged, and said: "Since this is the case, the emperor will be a villain today..."

"Kill you and you, the eighteenth generation of ancestors, together!"

As soon as these words fell, he suddenly turned around in mid-air, and he stood up with his bow drawn, pulled to the extremely perfect realm, and pulled out a brilliant and condensed immortal golden arrow with dark golden power rippling like water waves.

Immediately afterwards, Ye Liang's deep red gold eyes flowed, facing the shadow of the Xuan Xuan that formed a straight line with Qiu Yang behind him and attacked him, Ling Yan said: "Don't blame me for being ruthless, if you want to blame, blame you for having an unfilial son in the Qiu family..."

"It's so bad that you're dead, and you're going to die again!"

As he spoke, his golden bow, which had been drawn to perfection, suddenly let go.

Swish...

This release also made the immortal golden arrow, which reflected Ye Liang's state of mind, buzzed and trembled, and gathered momentum for a long time, with the desire to show its edge, completely like breaking free from the cage of ten thousand years, and swept out fiercely.

Wrapped in the eternal dragon chant, the ancient arrow groan, with the golden lacquer real dragon that circled around the body, towards the shadow of the void, and Qiu Yang behind the shadow, shot away.

Where it passed, the space directly drew a deep arrow track that collapsed, which made people's hearts palpitate.

A little Carvin, and there's, but it'll be late, in the yard. I'm sorry

(End of chapter)