"Little cub, the Holy Maiden crowned Kane, after saying so much, you still don't want to retreat? I don't know what to do, I don't know how to lift, do you want to find death?" Seeing that the Holy Maiden Xuanji said so much, Ye Qingyu didn't say the slightest thing, Yang Wanqu, who had been standing behind without making a sound, couldn't hold back any longer, and finally spoke, scolding in a condescending tone, his eyes were full of murderous intent.

Ye Qingyu smiled.

"The emperor is not in a hurry, the eunuch is in a hurry, you are a lowly person, you dare to bark here. He looked at Yang Wanqu with an undisguised contempt in his eyes, like looking at a dog, and said: "The Black Moon Immortal Palace has a thing like you, and it can be regarded as a loss of adults, and it is not a good thing to be in cahoots with Lu Li...... Oh, I almost forgot, this female madwoman opened her mouth and closed her mouth to take people as slaves, and you have a dog face, following her, I'm afraid that you have already become a slave of this madman, a slave, you should recognize your status, and you have a part in speaking here?"

After Yang Wanqu listened, the seven orifices of Qi smoked.

Ye Qingyu's words, every word was like a knife, poking into his heart.

Yang Wanqu is one of the descendants of the Black Moon Immortal Palace, although the Black Moon Immortal Palace is not as famous as Tianqian Sect, and it is also a big force in the world, so Yang Wanqu can be regarded as one of the people of the year among the younger generation of the human race, from a descendant to a slave of others, although he is forced to be helpless, but this is indeed a reverse scale that he does not want to mention, however, the other party is a peerless demon like the Xuanji Holy Maiden, and after recognizing the master, Yang Wanqu has also received huge benefits, once the plan is successful in the future, his identity and status can also leap thousands of miles to the sky, more prominent than the sect master of the Black Moon Immortal Palace, so it can be regarded as earned。

But now that he was slapped in the face like this by Ye Qingyu, Yang Wanqu was still about to explode.

"Master, I'm going to slaughter this kid. Yang Wanqu took the initiative to ask for battle and respectfully saluted the Holy Maiden of Xuanji.

Although he saw Lu Li's fate, Yang Wanqu had just received the inheritance of his strong strength, and his confidence was at its peak, and he was not afraid at all, if it weren't for the Xuanji Holy Maiden here, as a slave, he couldn't shoot without permission, he would have killed him a long time ago.

The Holy Maiden of Xuanji groaned slightly, and finally nodded slightly.

"Kill!"

Yang Wanqu shot instantly.

His figure flashed, turned into a black cloud, and with a flicker, he came to Ye Qingyu's body, with a scimitar in his hand, bent like a crescent moon, and the blade trembled, as if it was a new menstrual void, containing the moon, seizing people's hearts, one turned into two, two turned into three, and three turned into nine, as if the moon in the sky was coming, and instantly enveloped all the vital points of Ye Qingyu's body.

As soon as he made a move, it was the Black Moon Immortal Palace's Zhenzong Battle Skill [Black Moon Phantom Slash].

Ye Qingyu chuckled.

He didn't dodge at all, and as soon as he raised his hands, he turned into a claw of the sky, and the purple lightning blessed by the thunder and lightning rune was wrapped around it, and his hands turned into thousands of hands, and he actually grabbed it directly against the crescent moon scimitar.

Boom!

A series of sparks sputtered out of the void.

The sound of a metallic symphony reverberated continuously.

"You ......" Yang Wanqu was shocked, he used his new power to urge the Zhenzong battle technique of the Black Immortal Palace, and he didn't have the slightest reservation as soon as he made a move, in order to show his value in front of the master, but he didn't expect that he was easily taken by the other party with a palm of meat, and the force of the shock almost made him unable to hold the knife, which made him shocked and angry.

Ye Qingyu also shook his head slightly.

"It's a pity. ”

At this time, he received the blessing of the small array of gods and demons within a radius of hundreds of miles, and the power of thunder and lightning skyrocketed, I don't know how many times it skyrocketed, and the blessing of [Heavenly Dragon True Intent] was actually only on par with the Black Moon Scimitar, which was not the result that Ye Qingyu hoped to get.

The battle continues.

Ye Qingyu almost stood still, one move at a time, and he was hard to connect with Yang Wanqu's combat skills.

Yang Wanqu's figure was sent away, turning into a black streamer, surrounding Ye Qingyu, its momentum was like a storm, like the raging waves of the Yangtze River, trying to drown Ye Qingyu and smash it.

In the blink of an eye, time passed with a stick of incense.

The two sides are still undefeated and invincible.

Distance.

In the void, on the face of the three princes of the Kaiyang clan, who had been fighting for a long time, his sword eyebrows lifted, revealing a trace of essence, and he said: "Xiao Yu, that person is delaying time, and he can't wait any longer...... In fact, from the beginning, you should have already seen that Yang Wanqu was not that person's opponent, why did he let him make a move?"

A gentle chuckle came from under the veil of the Xuanji Holy Maiden, and said: "Brother Yin, your mind is always too simple, Yang Wanqu is a shallow and ambitious person, although he is forced to use it by the situation, but after getting the power of the evil ancestor, he can't help but swell, take this person's hand, sharpen him, just keep him from dying...... However, then again, Brother Yin, by now, have you seen the origin of this person's teacher?"

In this world, only the three princes of the Kaiyang clan can call the Holy Maiden of Xuanji Xiaoyu, and only he can speak to the Holy Maiden of Xuanji in this tone.

And in the same way, in the whole world, the Holy Maiden of Xuanji only speaks to the three princes of the Kaiyang clan, her voice is so gentle and easy-going with a smile, except for him, even in the face of the master and elders, she has always been as cold as frost when she speaks.

The third prince of the Kaiyang clan shook his head and said: "I can't see it, it's very strange, this person's strength can't see the depth clearly, it seems to be a slight cultivation, but in his body, there is a very terrible power dormant, and his control of the power of thunder and lightning, to this extent, is simply a bit appalling, this kind of rune handprint manipulation of thunder and lightning is unprecedented, only in the legend, when the rune emperor Russell crowned, there was such a means, is it ......?"

"Are you saying that he may be the heir of the Rune Emperor Russell?"

The third prince of the Kaiyang clan nodded, then shook his head again, and said, "It's possible...... But no matter who he is, as long as he stands in the way of Xiao Yu, I will sweep all for you, not to mention that his identity as Russell's successor is not necessarily true, even if it is true, what can it be? Even if Russell is there in person, I will fight for you. ”

When he said this, this burly young man in gold chain mail had a palpitating battle intent in his tone, burning wildly, like a god of war and a demon who never died in a hundred battles, and his arrogance soared to the sky.

"Hehe, Brother Yin, don't say stupid things. The voice of the Holy Maiden of Xuanji was as gentle as water, and she said: "This person must not be the heir of Luo Sumian, if it is, then his strength is too bad, and he is still too far from the inheritance of the Martial Arts Emperor, I guess he got some legacy by chance...... Well, this appearance should not be his true face, but he can be regarded as a talent, if he can be taken as a slave, it is much more useful than Lu Liyang Wanqu and his ilk. ”

"But if he kills Lu Li, he must not be tolerated by the Tianqian Sect. The third prince of the Kaiyang clan reminded.

"Hehe, take him as a slave, it's not to protect him, if he can't solve the Tianqian Sect by himself, I don't want this kind of slave who causes trouble and has to clean up the mess for him. The tone of the Holy Maiden of Xuanji, swallowing mountains and rivers, contained a confidence and spirit unimaginable to ordinary people, as if Ye Qingyu had already become his slave.

"It's almost time, if it drags on any longer, the phoenix will wake up. The third prince of the Kaiyang clan took off a golden dragon spear behind him with his backhand, ready to shoot, and said: "This young man is very arrogant, I defeated him first, save a breath, frustrate his sharpness, if you still think it is available, then leave him alive......"

The voice did not fall.

Rumble!

In the middle of the battlefield in the distance, suddenly the thunder and lightning field reappeared.

On the ground within a radius of hundreds of miles from the ancient tree hill of Wutong, hundreds of thunderbolts with buckets of water broke through the ground, arranged in extremely wonderful and peculiar positions, like purple thunder dragons, rising to the sky, circling the void, thunder roared between heaven and earth, dragons roared, and the sky and earth turned into a sea of thunder pulp, which was stronger than the last time Lu Li was killed, I don't know how many times stronger.

Ye Qingyu made another move.

Thunder and lightning field erupted.

For this opponent, like Lu Li, Ye Qingyu has long seen through it, it is not a good thing, not to mention that the people of the Black Moon Immortal Palace have also injured the eldest princess Yujun, so he will not have the slightest hand, this kind of goods, living is also an obstacle in the Heavenly Desolate Realm, and even the scum of the human race, it is better to kill it as soon as possible.

Yang Wanqu instantly felt the arrival of death.

He couldn't understand why the opponent's momentum and aura had surged countless times at this moment, and the figure that could be as motionless as a rock under his own attack suddenly became like a divine mountain descending at this time, as if there was only one more moment, it would completely crush him into powder.

At this time, he realized Lu Li's previous despair.

"Ah, no......" he roared frantically.

This situation reversed without warning in an instant, which made him frightened, and he suddenly understood that the other party was just playing with himself before, not really equal, even if he urged his strongest force at this time, there was still no possibility of resistance.

Countless purple lightning rays pierced through his talisman flames, and they were about to pierce his body......

At this moment, a ray of golden light, just like the time of the primordial Hongmeng, flashed in a flash, only a wisp, but it easily separated the endless thunder and lightning realm, and with a slight pick, Yang Wanqu's figure was directly picked out from the thunder and lightning realm......

Lift weights like light.

The golden light froze.

The figure of the three princes of the Kaiyang clan appeared.

He was physically and mentally burly, dragging the golden dragon double-pointed spear in his hand, and every scale on the golden chain mail was blooming, with strange golden runes circulating, and the golden mangs were as dazzling as the sun, standing in the realm of thunder and lightning, and the thunder and lightning could not be close to him at three meters around, and he was not troubled by the power of thunder and lightning at all.

At the same time, Yang Wanqu's figure was picked up and flew more than 300 miles and fell outside the thunder and lightning domain.

For the rest of his life, he looked like he was not possessed, obviously frightened.

At that moment just now, if it weren't for Yin Kaishan, the third prince of the Kaiyang clan, to make a move, I was afraid that Yang Wanqu would have turned into a pile of black residue, he was originally ambitious, and he thought that he had obtained new power and could be comparable to the sage, at this time, his heart was cold, trembling, looking at the golden figure of the third prince of the Kaiyang clan and the figure of Ye Qingyu's thunder wings opening and standing in the sea of thunder light, he was afraid and shocked, he knew very well that the combat power and realm of these two people were far from being comparable.

Meanwhile.

The Holy Maiden of Xuanji was surrounded by silver light, like the moon descending into the world, a layer of faint brilliance, shining on her white clothes as pure as snow, like a fairy under the moon, full of cold and mysterious colors, standing in the air, and not disturbed by the thunder sea at all.

"Get ready, take out your strongest strength and combat skills, I hope you can take me two more tricks and don't let me down. "Yin Kaishan, the third prince of the Kaiyang clan, is full of golden mangs, like the resurrection of the god of war.

The dragon spear in his hand pointed at Ye Qingyu from afar.