After today, Dongfang Nan's name will definitely be famous all over the world, and he shines in the duel with the younger generation of the Demon Clan, successfully killing the genius of the Fox Clan, one of the most powerful races of the Demon Clan.

After three life-and-death duels between the geniuses of the two demon clans, the demon clan has lost three geniuses, and there are only five demon clan monks left, namely the white ape clan, the black tiger clan, the blood wolf clan, the jackal cat clan, and the Jiao clan.

Seeing the powerful Foxy Spirit being slashed by the Terran Sword Cultivator, these demon clans were all shocked, and the Foxy had a powerful dragon bloodline in his body, but he was still tortured to death.

However, they are also unconvinced by anyone, and they still feel that if they go on their own, they will definitely not lose.

When the Terran monks were all killing the Terran Men for the Oriental Man, and when they were carnivaling, the genius of the Jiao Clan walked out, pointed at Ye Tingcheng and said: "That beautiful Terran girl, I want to fight with you, rest assured that I will not kill you, I will take you back to the demon clan and let you be a bride every night, hahahaha... ”

The Jiao clan belongs to the descendants of the dragon clan with very impure blood, belongs to the race that is about to turn into a dragon, and is naturally lewd and lustful, every time there is a big war between the two clans, there will be many Terran female monks who are ravaged by the Jiao clan.

Hearing the light words of the Jiao clan monk, Su Yunfei was furious, and he was about to step forward to kill this fang,

Ye Chengcheng calmly stopped Su Yunfei and smiled at him: "Don't worry, junior brother, how debauched he is now, how painful he will be later." ”

Su Yunfei nodded, he was still very confident in Ye Qingcheng.

I saw Ye Chengcheng Lian step and walked out, with fluttering green clothes, hair flying, beautiful face, slender figure, and graceful curves. Qingli has a dusty temperament, like a Nine Heavens Xuannu descending to earth, which makes people can't bear to take their eyes off her.

The Jiao monk was already dumbfounded, his saliva was dripping, and he had an obscene expression.

She held a white phoenix-patterned long sword, the tip of the sword pointed straight at the ground, and the sword qi ploughed a furrow into the ground along the tip of the sword.

She walked forward slowly, and with her steps, an invisible and powerful sword momentum continued to converge, and the sword momentum became stronger and stronger, until it reached its peak.

The Jiao monk turned out to have weak legs at the moment, and there was an urge to kneel and worship, it kept running its qi, trying to stop the tendency to kneel, and beads of sweat the size of beans kept rolling down from his forehead.

Feeling that the sword momentum had reached its peak, Ye Qingcheng suddenly danced a swordsmanship, and his beautiful posture was like a Guanghan fairy dancing in the dust, and then a sword slashed out ninety-nine eighty-one gorgeous sword flowers, and the sword flowers were constantly intertwined, forming a colorful and gorgeous lotus.

The lotus flower rotated slowly, and then suddenly hit the lower body of the Jiao monk, and with a snort, its crotch exploded, and all the men present all chrysanthemums tightened, and subconsciously covered their crotch. The female cultivator of Lingyue Palace blushed and covered her eyes.

Only Ye Chengcheng is very calm.

A heart-rending wail made everyone's eardrums hurt, and the painful and angry Jiao monks first jumped in place in pain, and then rolled all over the ground, constantly wailing and cursing.

Ye Chengcheng looked at the Jiao clan monk who fell to the ground and wailed, constantly scolding foul language, she directly cut off its arms with a sword, then cut off its legs, and finally used the long sword to pick up the remaining body, and directly twisted it into a blood mist with sword qi.

The poor Jiao monk didn't even fight back decently from beginning to end, not because it was weak, but on the contrary, it was strong, but lust confused its mind. Especially after the tool of the inheritance was cut off, it completely lost the desire to resist, so it was easily killed.

Everyone in the Shushan Sword Shrine looked at Su Yunfei with sympathetic eyes, and he was a little confused by the second monk.

The Terran monks erupted in strong cheers, and many men shouted, "Fairy Ye is mighty! Fairy Ye really didn't let her eyebrows! ”

Enjoying the popularity of everyone, Ye Chengcheng Lianbu returned to the disciples of the Shushan Sword Shrine with a smile on his face.

The people of Shushan Sword Shrine took a step back quietly.

The remaining few demon clan geniuses looked at the stump of the Jiao clan monk with disgust, and they were actually killed in such a humiliating way.

At this time, the monk of the White Ape Clan jumped out with a stick, pointed at Ye Qingcheng and said, "Terran female sword cultivator, that Jiao Clan monk just now was too wasteful, I came to challenge you, dare to fight with me." ”

All the Terran monks cast sympathetic glances at the white ape, and even the demon monks looked at it with some sympathy.

Seeing that the Terran actually looked at it with sympathetic eyes, the white ape suddenly became angry, feeling contempt, and it roared angrily: "Terran female sword cultivator! Do you dare to fight me! ”

Su Yunfei snorted coldly: "I'll meet you!" ”

Then Ye Tingcheng patted him on the shoulder and said with a smile: "Little junior brother, it is me who people want to challenge." Just try the iron rod of that king ba, whether it is good or not. ”

With that, she put the sword into the ring, and then took out an iron rod from it.

She looked at the white ape and smiled: "This iron rod was given to me by my brother, and it was the trophy captured by him who killed a queen and eight queens, so I will use it to try it on you today." ”

A stunningly beautiful woman who looks soft and weak, holding an iron rod in her hand, has a unique... Aesthetic feeling...

The White Ape Clan is one of the descendants of the ancient fierce beast Zhu Yan, and has inherited Zhu Yan's warlike bloodline.

The White Ape are natural warriors, fierce and aggressive, with infinite strength, and a penchant for using clubs as weapons.

A person and a demon are all short-tempered, and they will fight without saying a word.

Looking at Su Yunfei's worried expression, Dongfang Nan patted him on the shoulder and said with a smile: "Senior Brother Yunfei, don't worry, your Senior Sister Ye is an all-round person, not only is her kendo attainment strong, but she is also good at leg and foot skills." She often went to other sects to learn boxing, and even became an elder disciple in a certain sect, if she hadn't been pulled back by Uncle Hua, that sect would have almost wanted to train her to be the next head. ”

Su Yunfei couldn't help but shake his head and smile after hearing this, this is indeed Senior Sister Ye's style.

I saw Ye Tingcheng carrying a stick, his posture was elegant, like an immortal strolling, but the power he wielded was powerful and heavy, and it was on par with the white ape battle.

But after all, the white ape is a natural warrior, and his innate divine power is not comparable to Ye Tingcheng, a martial artist who has become a monk halfway, and soon Ye Tingcheng is a little overwhelmed, and he retreats again and again, and finally is accidentally sent flying.

The Terran monks were in their hearts, and they all looked at her nervously, Su Yunfei also clenched the Chixiao Sword, as long as Ye Qingcheng's life was in danger, he would immediately go to the rescue, he didn't care about the so-called dignity of the strong and the like, no matter how great the dignity was, could it be as big as his Senior Sister Ye's life.

Ye Tingcheng, who flew out upside down, turned over gorgeously and landed firmly on the ground, she looked at the white ape coldly, and thought to herself: Sure enough, it can't be defeated by pure martial arts cultivation.

So Ye Qingcheng injected the sword intent into the iron rod, and then met the white ape, only to see her sword dancing and flying, her posture was graceful, and the iron rod was now like a divine sword, and then a colorful sword light hit the white ape, leaving seven wounds.

The white ape roared angrily and slammed his fists into his chest a few times. Carrying a stick, he rushed towards Ye Chengcheng.

Ye Chengcheng has now changed his playing style, no longer fighting with the white ape in close combat, but constantly changing his position, from time to time a sword light comes, and then leaves a wound on the white ape's body.

The white ape became more and more irritable, and the fight became more and more unruly. Ye Chengcheng became more and more calm, constantly killing and injuring the white ape.

Under the uncontrollable anger and irritability, the body suddenly turned into a body, and the hundred-foot-tall white ape kept beating its chest with its fists and roaring angrily.

Ye Tingcheng was happy, and the monkey was successful, making it so angry that it could irrepressibly recover its body, so that it really became a huge live target, wouldn't she be able to play at will.

The rest of the demon clan monks roared angrily to calm down the white ape, but how could the white ape, who was already crazy, listen to it.

It kept swinging its stick and smashed it at Ye Chengcheng, but it was easily dodged by Ye Chengcheng.

The Terran monks retreated to a safer place.

Like a vandal, the white ape frantically smashed with sticks, causing boulders to crumble, trees to fall in pieces, and some of the ground to be smashed into deep pits.

Ye Chengcheng continued to use his sword intent to condense into his own appearance to attract the attention of the white ape, and then he swung his stick from other directions to kill the white ape.

However, the white ape's body was too strong, and Ye Tingcheng still didn't hit a fatal injury after fighting for so long.

So she decided to attack only a little at a time, to bring face with a point, and she didn't believe that she couldn't penetrate his body.

So Ye Qingcheng began to constantly attack the belly of the white ape.

Under Ye Qingcheng's continuous attacks, the white ape's abdominal wound continued to grow, and under another fierce sword qi bombardment, the white ape's intestines were faintly visible.

As the intense pain swelled, the angry white ape gradually calmed down, after all, it was a demon cultivator who had already channeled spirits, and it was impossible to be dominated by primitive instincts all the time.

The white ape quickly transformed into a human form, and the half-hour battle made the white ape injured a lot, especially the abdominal injury was corroded by Ye Tingcheng's sword intent, and the healing speed was quite slow, and now as long as it moved, the pain of the wound being torn was unbearable.

It was impossible for Ye Tingcheng to be so kind to give him time to recover from his injuries. She likes to fight to the flesh, so she carried an iron rod and threw it at the white ape, who resisted.

One person and one demon began to fight again, you punched me and I beat me with a stick, and the sound of the iron rod hitting echoed throughout the audience. Slowly, the two of them were fighting like gangsters in the market, and everyone who watched was speechless for a while, and even a few demon clan monks couldn't bear to look at them directly.

The white ape gradually lost its defeat and began to defend, and finally its stick was broken by Ye Tingcheng's iron rod, and the white ape could only passively use its body to resist Ye Tingcheng's iron rod, but no matter how powerful its body was, how could it resist the sharp sword qi of the sword cultivation.

The white ape defended and defended, and gradually overwhelmed, in a Ye Chengcheng suit attack on the upper body, but actually attacked the leg, it did not recognize it in time, and was broken by a stick on the left leg, the white ape lay on the ground and held the left leg and wailed in pain.

Taking advantage of your illness to kill you, Ye Tingcheng picked up the iron rod like raindrops and smashed it on the white ape, smashing it and smashing it and couldn't resist.

Ye Chengcheng smashed the iron rod for two quarters of an hour before stopping. Looking at the white ape who was cut off, she kicked twice more uneasily, smashed two sticks and saw that there was really no reaction, so she put away the iron rod and used the gas machine to shake the blood stains on her body.

With his hands behind his back, he walked gracefully back to the area where the disciples of the Shushan Sword Shrine were located.

The audience was silent! The Terran monks forgot to applaud and cheer in their astonishment.

It was still Su Yunfei who shouted: "Senior Sister Ye is mighty!" ”

The Terran monks in the audience reacted and yelled, venting their emotions.

In the past, it was the demon clan monks who fought the human race in this way, and he had never seen a human race monk like this.

The remaining three demon clan cultivators, their faces were pale, they felt extremely insulted, the female sword cultivator who looked soft and weak, actually used such a violent way to kill the white ape clan monk who was famous for his violence.

Is there a more insulting way for the enemy to defeat himself in the way he is good at?