Wu Buwen and Yin Jiaolong are not weak, and no matter how powerful the two of them are in joining forces, they are not capable of separating themselves, so he can only shout angrily: "You are simply despicable and shameless!"

Is it?

Wu Buwen and Yin Jiaolong glanced at each other, and then Yin Jiaolong smiled: "Why did you break the defense, only you are allowed to do it and we are not allowed to imitate?"

Different from the laughter and laughter on their side, whether it was Lin Yi, the Demon King, or I was very nervous.

Of course, the purple and black short sword in my hand was also clenched.

It's just that what I didn't expect was that before I could make a move, an unfamiliar female voice came: "The ancients said that it is better to demolish ten temples than to destroy a marriage, but I see why the chief of Middle-earth likes to do the opposite?"

Who is she?

I'm sure I've never seen this woman dressed in purple in front of me.

But both the style of her clothes and the aura around her make me feel a little familiar.

Wu Buwen looked at this distractedly, and after a while, he said aloud: "Chief Chief, be careful, she is wearing the clothes of the Qin Dynasty."

What the Qin Dynasty is, it is a dynasty more than 2,000 years ago.

Could it be that she is a demon like Xu Fu?

And one of the twelve demons?

"Hahaha, Mr. Wu is really well-informed. But I'm not the early Qin Dynasty, but the costume of the late Qin Dynasty." The woman in front of her smiled ghostly, and her figure was even more unpredictable.

"Who is she?" I set my sights on Zhuang Yan.

There is no doubt that Zhuang Yan must know this woman.

I also understand now that the reason why I am familiar with her aura is not because I have seen it.

It's because when Zhuang Yan saved me, he forcibly refined his own magic breath into divine breath and injected a large amount of it into my body. So my body has memories of the demon's breath to this day.

"She's also one of the Twelve Demons, but she's lived in the Demon Realm for a long time since then, and she rarely shows up, let alone goes to the Yang World." Zhuang Yan smiled slightly, and then spoke: "Ming Female Pavilion Marquis, the power of the gods and demons in this seat has not been restored. It's up to you to save today, thank you."

"Hahaha, Lord Demon God is polite, just don't lie in front of me. What do you mean by damage, it's almost completely lost." The woman who was called the Marquis of Naruto Tinghou sneered.

Countless interviews followed.

It's just that if I'm not mistaken, the weapon she conjured up turned out to be a common interview sign for physiognomy teachers in the world.

So what the hell is she doing?

Seeing this scene, I was slightly stunned.

However, in the next moment, when I saw countless black face tags, shooting towards Lin Yi and everyone like a rainstorm pear blossom, I couldn't help but be stunned.

Because even if I use the Ghost King's Qi to conjure up the condensed black ice cube, I can't achieve such an effect and situation.

Of course, it wasn't just me who was shocked, but also the Demon King.

He opened his huge black demon wings almost immediately, but he was still pierced in many places by the interview.

Not a puncture, but a puncture!

As for the others, not to mention, the Yin Jiaolong lost its balance and fell directly to the ground because it was pierced in too many places on its body.

Wu Buwen didn't ask that although he used the formation to resist, the person didn't hurt much, but he had already retreated again and again.

It has long been powerless to stop the black burn and a group of demon soldiers from driving straight in.

In short, everyone except Lin Yi was scarred, but even Lin Yi was not uninjured. Because his right hand holding the black sword still oozed a lot of blood.

So much so that the blood was running down his cuffs, ticking down.

Soon a small pool of blood gathered in his footsteps.

And Yu Xinrui was the most seriously injured, and almost her whole body fell in a pool of blood. In the last few strokes, if it weren't for Yin Jiaolong forcibly protecting her with a huge dragon body, Yu Xinrui would have died a long time ago.

"Why did she target Yu Xinrui?" I asked, standing beside Zhuang Yan.

Obviously, Zhuang Yan doesn't need my protection now, in fact, it should be Lin Yi who should really be afraid.

After all, most of their men had been seriously injured, but the demon army led by Black Burn was unscathed and menacing. Such a large army is comparable to a black cloud crushing the city and wanting to destroy it.

It's just that Lin Yi, will the city really be breached?

It's hard to say.

"Because the Marquis of Naruto Tinghou hates betrayal the most in this life, and in the same way, she also hates traitors the most." Zhuang Yan said indifferently: "Yu Xinrui is a member of the demon clan, but now she has to bewitch the people when she takes refuge in Middle Earth, trying to wronged her lord, how can she make the Marquis of Mingnu Pavilion not rush to kill them all?"

I see.

I nodded knowingly, and at the same time asked the doubts in everyone's hearts, "What is the origin of the Ming Female Pavilion Marquis?"

I'm not a well-versed scholar of the past and the present, but I'm barely well-informed.

Whether it was the yin actions that Lin Yi experienced in the Yang World before, or the experience of entering the Pangu Axe and coming to the Demon Domain later.

I'm afraid it's all beyond the reach of ordinary people.

But even so, I was stunned by such a miraculous and miraculous interview.

After all, even if this is not the interview used by ordinary physiognographers.

But that's just an interview, why is it so powerful?

It's so powerful that it can kill the whole audience in an instant.

"Isn't Chief Lin also curious, who is the Marquis of Mingnu Pavilion?" Hearing my words, Zhuang Yan did not respond immediately, but turned his eyes to Lin Yi.

At this moment, Lin Yi used the black sword as a shield and the sword qi as the enchantment to protect the injured people in the enchantment.

But all this is only temporary, if Lin Yi wants to get out of it alone, it may not be difficult.

But there are so many people behind him, Wu Buwen, Yin Jiaolong, Yu Xinrui, Demon King, Wu Zang's disciples, and the demon soldiers of the demon clan.

They may have been Lin Yi's best help before, but now it is a pity that they can only become resistance.

"Yes." Lin Yi admitted very frankly: "The twelve demons all have origins, even if they were killed by your Pangu Axe, the Drought Fish, and the Yongle Emperor who died under your concealment. They're all geniuses."

Obviously, the words that were killed by him were particularly important for Lin Yi.

It is self-evident what he meant by this.

But will the Ming Female Pavilion Marquis in front of him feel sad about the death of a rabbit and a fox?

I don't think she did.

She just laughed and said, "Lord Demon God, the Governor of Middle-earth seems to be hinting to me that fellowship with you will not be beneficial, and it is very likely that I will not be able to die well."

Hearing this, Zhuang Yan didn't respond, but Yu Xinrui, who was lying next to Yin Jiaolong, couldn't help but say, "Isn't it? Minghen Tinghou, my today is your tomorrow. Do you think Zhuang Yan treated me badly at the beginning?"

"Or do you think that Kun, Emperor Yongle, and Drought are all fools? Will they help a leader who looks down on them in the first place and wants to kill them?"

There is no doubt that this is the truth.

But will this Ming Female Pavilion Marquis be said to be moved?

Unfortunately, she didn't, she just smiled brighter and said, "They still have you, I don't know if they're stupid or not. But I am fundamentally different from you."

"Women all over the world think they're different. I thought I was the exception." Yu Xinrui sneered.

"But I'm an exception."