"What are the identities of these two teenagers?" the question came to the minds of everyone in the audience at the same time, and no matter how much they tried to break their heads, they could not come up with an answer.

Huang Junyu slowly picked up Ah Ke, Ah Ke didn't expect the white-haired young man to pick himself up like this, but the taste on his body was really unique, and he was a little stupid for a while.

"Can I take her away?" Huang Junyu ignored Dongfang Hong's anger and turned his head to look at Feng Yiyi.

Although Feng Yiyi is full of charm and has experienced a lot of wind and snow, she is also deeply fascinated by the sight of Huangjunyu. However, she quickly relieved herself and looked at Dongfang Hong: "If Dongfang Gongzi doesn't plan to continue to increase the price, then this maid belongs to this white-haired son." ”

Dongfang Hong snorted coldly and didn't speak, Huang Junyu completely offended him today, he swore that if he caught the opportunity, he would let Huang Jun Yu survive and not die.

Just when Huang Junyu wanted to take Ah Ke back to his room, there was a commotion at the gate of Han Ya Ge. After a while, I saw the princess with an angry face rushing in with a large group of guards, pointing at the desolate monarch and saying sharply: "Take it!"

"Wait!" Feng Yiyi stood at the front in time, "Princess, you must know the rules of Han Yage very well. What do you want to bring so many people today?"

"Feng Yiyi, get out of the way if you know each other. I, Beitang Ruoshui, lost my nephew and crazy girl ten days ago, and the murderer is on the stage today, if you obstruct me from arresting the murderer, I promise that Han Yage will not be able to eat and go!"

"In the Han Ya Pavilion, the one who uses the force is dead!" Go first, the majestic voice slowly sounded again, and then an old man in Mai slowly walked to Feng Yiyi's side and shook her withered hand to signal her to retreat: "The person who comes is a guest, if the princess is coming to the Han Accord today, the Han Accord will definitely be the princess as a guest, but if the princess is here to break the rules today, then don't blame the old man for not knowing the times and not giving face to Prince Yinchen!"

The old man in Mai did not back down at all, he was the enshrined and protected by Han Yage, no matter who the other party was, what kind of prominent status he had.

"Hmph! I'm not afraid that others will be afraid of you! I don't care what rules you have, these two must pay for my nephew's life today!Night King, kill them!" Dongfang Ruoshui was gloomy with murderous intent, ignoring the old man's previous warning.

A black shadow floated in from the gate, and without saying a word, he turned his palm towards the desolate monarch fisher. Huangjun Yu watched quietly, and Ah Ke lay in Huangjunyu's arms when his eyes were slightly closed. The old man in Mai walked in front of the desolate king, stretched out his withered hand and slapped it at the Night King.

With a "bang", the real yuan collided and burst into a harsh sound.

In an instant, the two of them took three steps back, no equal!

"Mai big hand, An Xingran?" the Night King, who was surging with blood in his chest, called out the old man's name in some shock.

"I can't imagine that after so many years, I didn't expect that there are still people in Dali who can recognize the old decay!" "The old man in Mai shook his head self-deprecatingly, "Sure enough, the back waves of the Yangtze River push the front waves, I didn't expect that your Great Shura palm technique has reached such a magical point." I didn't expect to be on your way for a while, and it seems that it is not guaranteed. With that, he sat down, closed his lowered eyes and began to breathe.

He was entrusting for a while, and was invaded by the evil qi of the Night King's Great Shura palm, and at this time, the evil qi was recklessly colliding in the body, if he didn't immediately adjust his breath and not die, he was afraid that his cultivation would not be guaranteed. Feng Yiyi quickly ran to the old man's side and handed over the pill, and the old man whispered a few words in her ear before she hurriedly left the scene.

"Hmph, I'll see who can still support you!" said the princess with a mocking face: "Tie your hands and hand over the antidote, and I will keep your whole corpse!"

Suddenly, two figures appeared in the middle of the field, building an unbreakable barrier between the Desolate Monarch and the Night King. Ye Zui and Ximen Xiaolou appeared almost at the same time, and Ye Zui always needed to do something out of the love of giving the sword. Otherwise, standing by and watching today will become his inner demon towards the peak of martial arts, and Heavenly Sin will also look down on him!

"This matter has nothing to do with you, if you are out of the love of the sword and return the favor to me, then you can leave now, he is sitting on the ground, you are not his enemy. Huang Junyu put Ah Ke back on the chair, untied her from her restraints, and motioned for her to sit there without talking. Ah Ke's eyes were full of worry, after all, the princess came prepared.

"I've had no friends since I was a child, and although I still don't know the names of the two people, if I don't mind, I'll treat Ye Zui as a friend. Cultivation is low, and he can't help, but the blood is still there, and he will still be desperate!" The voice was weak, and he rushed towards the Night King with the Heavenly Sin, and made a killing intent, so that the Night King, who had been injured internally, was also a little hurried for a while.

"Stop!Ye drunk! What you did today has violated the rules of the Sword Sect! I see how you will explain to the sect leader when you go back!Your father will also be punished for you!" The disciples of the Sword Sect hurriedly spoke out to stop it, for fear that Ye Zui's move would cause the Sword Sect to attract the revenge of the Beitang family and the royal family.

Ye Zui didn't seem to hear their words at all, and his moves were even more aggressive, leaving no way back for himself. As he himself said, his strength is not good, but he will fight hard! The Night King is a strong man in the world, and when he stabilizes his position, he will be at ease, and suddenly he sees Ye Zui's empty door and slams his palm on Ye Zui's chest.

"Wow!"

Ye Drunk spit out a mouthful of blood the moment he fell to the ground, and the bright red blood was sprinkled on the Heavenly Sin. His face was full of pain, and he tried to support himself to stand up, but he failed repeatedly, and Huang Junyu walked up to him and gave him a pill to let him breathe.

"Vulnerable!" the Night King snorted coldly, his eyes were full of contempt!

It's a pity that before he finished speaking, Dong Mo'er had already jumped down and stabbed the Night King with the long sword in his hand! The Night King was slightly sideways, it turned out to be the Demon Sect's sword drawing technique, why did the Demon Sect also intervene in worldly disputes? He didn't have time to think about it, and he didn't wait for the move to take shape. It seemed that the Night King was killing him, but he didn't know what status the veiled woman in front of him was in the Demon Sect. Afraid of the Demon Sect, he has never killed him, otherwise Dong Mo'er would have been defeated. Just when the two were fighting, Ximen Xiaolou, who had not made a move, suddenly disappeared in place, flashed in a flash, and instantly appeared behind the Night King and threw a punch! The Night King, who was caught off guard, turned around and hurriedly closed his handprint, barely meeting Ximen Xiaolou's sudden heavy punch! He clutched his chest in pain, looked at Ximen Xiaolou with an angry face, and couldn't even speak. However, the Night King was defenseless, he didn't expect this handsome young man to suddenly shoot a cold arrow. When he found that Ximen Xiaolou's body moved slightly, he began to be vigilant, but he never expected that this young man would be so fast that he only left an afterimage!

"Vulnerable!" Ximen Xiaolou indifferently replied to his previous contempt for Ye Zui.

The Night King's red head and swollen face spurted out a mouthful of old blood! Dong Mo'er was slightly surprised that this cold-looking young man in front of her was so skilled! She didn't bother with the sneak attack behind Ximen Xiaolou, and the battle only had the means to win or lose, which was what her father had taught her since she was a child. She put away her long sword and walked to Ye Zui, who was breathing in place, and threw down a jade bottle, pretending to be angry: "Next time, see who saves you!" After speaking, she walked back to the room without looking back.

Taking advantage of his illness to kill him, when Ximen Xiaolou was about to step forward to give the Night King an end, ten black-clothed ghosts appeared in front of the Night King with swords, and the murderous aura was all over the sky!