"Huh. The two rows of yellow buckteeth that Mo Ye had no lips to cover gritted and squirmed, squeezing out the word "hehe" from them and continuing to bite and squirm, while a pair of collapsed red eyes bulged outward, staring at Shaobai, but never saying a word again.

Shaobai saw that his lips were biting and squirming faster and faster, as if he was reciting some mantra, he suddenly became vigilant, and the demon sword in his left hand flew out, and a blue sword qi shot forward with the sword body.

But this sword was not against Demon Ye, but flew towards a pillar of Moyu Mountain Peak three thousand zhang away from him.

"Boom!" With a loud bang, the mountain peak shattered into a mass of black powder.

With the blue sword light and the bright moonlight reflecting each other, Shaobai flicked out, broke into the flying debris, and slipped out of it like a flash of lightning.

Shaobai put the Demon Sword in his body, pinched the collar of the purple figure in his left hand, turned to Mo Ye and said coldly: "Let her go, I will let you and your master go." ”

As the owner of the Ink Soul Fan, the Demon Emperor, he can sense the movement of the Ink Soul Fan. Shaobai took out the Ink Soul Fan from the dark water, and the Demon Emperor immediately rushed from the palace to find out the situation. When he arrived at Moyu Mountain, after he saw Shaobai's handsome appearance, he deduced in his heart that Shaobai was the great god of the human race, so he didn't dare to show up, and only hid behind the mountain peak to observe secretly. I never thought that I would be discovered by Shaobai so quickly, and I was carried out like a chicken.

"Huh!"

The two rows of big buckteeth of the Demon Ye opened slightly, and he let out a gloomy "heh", which was very contemptuous! As soon as the sound fell, the top of Moyu Mountain suddenly caught fire, it was a blue-blue, secluded fire-ghost fire!

Mo Ye shouted: "Your Majesty, don't be afraid, he has passed on his skills for thousands of miles and consumed a lot of mana, you can use the Ink Soul Fan to fight him now." After speaking, he gritted his big buckteeth and rubbed and squirmed, as if he was reciting some spell to control the ghost fire.

As soon as the ghost fire appeared, the cuttlefish fan flew into the ghost fire on its own, and the inside and outside of the fan could already see each other.

The crisp softness in the fan suddenly became tormented again, but this time she didn't cry out for pain, in order to maintain a beautiful posture, she used her will to control her figure not to be distorted, to control her hands not to pull her hair, so it was even more of a headache, but she endured it, and said softly with a smile: "Shaobai, I see you." ”

Shaobai glanced at her, and saw that her face was pale and sweat soaked all over her body, but she was smiling and staring at herself, with a pair of beautiful eyes affectionate.

Shaobai's heart was like a knife, but his face was very calm, and he didn't even sigh. However, the action was shocking——

The five fingers he held the collar of the Demon Emperor suddenly loosened into a palm, slapped the Demon Emperor on the back, and after the Demon Emperor flew to a pillar of mountain, his left hand quickly lifted the sleeve of his right arm to his shoulder, and stabbed his right arm with a sword, and the piercing part was still an inch below the golden light symbol on the arm, that is, the part of the old sword sore.

The sword still entered three inches, and the pain of penetrating the heart of the —— cone bone began again, but Shaobai's face still did not change, and his will was still tenacious, strong!

A stream of blood gushed down from his right arm and dripped to the ground, instantly extinguishing some of the ghost fires nearby!

In his heart, he silently recited the eighth path of the Xuantian Method, "The Unity of the Holy Body" - bursts of cold qi were fed into Su Rou's body under the guidance of the golden light symbol of Shaobai's upper right arm and the golden light symbol of Su Rou's left upper arm.

At this moment, a white mist emerges from the body and surrounds the body, and the delicate body no longer feels pain, but is extremely cool and comfortable. However, the pain of cherishing Shaobai's heart suddenly struck, and it seemed to be a hundred times deeper than the pain in the body just now.

Looking at Shaobai, infinite love! Tears had already poured out of her beautiful eyes like a waterfall, and she shouted loudly: "No! Shaobai, don't do this! Quickly pull out the sword! Don't waste your mana!" "Shaobai, draw the sword quickly!" Shaobai ,......"

Shaobai shouted: "Shut up! Take out the blood sword! Hide in the blood sword." ”

Shu Rou hurriedly silently recited the sword duel, and then, the blood sword instantly appeared in her right hand, and she shrank her delicate body and floated into the blood sword.

As soon as the blood sword came out, the Demon Emperor's face was suddenly shocked, and a pair of red skull eyes of the Demon Ye also flashed with a trace of fear.

The Demon Emperor was slapped by Shaobai's palm, his face turned pale, his mouth spat blood, and the demon body hit the mountain peak hard, and he couldn't breathe for a while. His hands were broken, and he couldn't hold the fan with his hand, so he could only lean against the mountain peak, secretly regulating his breath, and looking forward to using mana to resist the fan. After a few blinks, his body was slightly smoother, so he silently recited the mantra of the imperial fan in his heart, and the sleeve of his right robe waved forward, rolling the ink soul fan into the sleeve.

The ink soul is fanned on his sleeve, but the Demon Emperor has no courage to fight back.

Saw

Shaobai's left hand had already pulled out the Demon Sword from his right arm.

The sword in his hand flashed, and blue light fell from the sword body to the ground.

Sharp edge!!

As soon as the sword was drawn, the ghost fire was instantly suppressed to extinguish.

Demon Ye's two rows of lipless buckteeth were fully opened, and he exclaimed: "Your Majesty, quickly fight back!" Your Majesty's ,......" The voice suddenly choked in his throat, and a blue light appeared in front of him, and the Demon Sword had pierced through his throat, pierced into the back of his head, and flew back to Shaobai's left hand.

Mo Ye's throat was sweet, and a bloody arrow erupted from his mouth. Immediately after, "Crackle!~~~" There was a crisp sound, and his skeleton shattered and collapsed to the ground.

A white skeleton collapsed in a pool of blood on the ground! His skull was piled on top of the white bones, and his collapsed red eyes bulged even more. Before he died, the red eyeballs tried to turn a few more times, but they still couldn't see why Shaobai's sword was so fast and so ruthless!

Shaobai looked at the Demon Emperor. They have handsome faces, and they are all extremely beautiful men. It's just that one is pure at heart, and the other is dirty at heart. They all have a pair of charming stars, but at this moment, one has a bright eye because of the slaughter, and the other has a dull eye because of fear.

"Let her out!" Shaobai said coldly.

"Can you spare me from dying?" the Demon Emperor's voice trembled.

"Let you go today. Shaobai's tone was like ice.

"Talking counts?!" The Demon Emperor looked at Shaobai suspiciously, and the panic in his heart did not retreat.

"Count, but right away, or I'll change my mind." Shaobai said lightly.

"Right now! right now!" The Demon Emperor nodded again and again, and immediately recited the mantra in his mouth.

When she heard the conversation between one god and one demon, she thought that she would see Shaobai soon, and she couldn't help but be overjoyed.

After the Demon Emperor finished reciting the mantra, a red light slowly floated out from the surface of the Ink Soul Fan and turned into a blood sword.

The Demon Emperor is about to slip away. Unexpectedly, the blood sword flew out of the fan, and it paused in the air, and a beautiful red figure floated down from the sword body.

The red figure is extremely pretty, and the body curve is charming. The Demon Emperor couldn't help but glance at it.

The Demon Emperor just wanted to look at Surou again and leave. Unexpectedly, Shurou's right hand suddenly grabbed the blood sword and stabbed the Demon Emperor in the chest.

The Demon Emperor shook his arms, the demon body retreated sharply, and after dodging the soft sword qi, the sleeve of his right hand robe rolled up and raised, throwing the ink soul fan into the air, and reciting the mantra of the royal fan in his mouth, to receive the soft fan again.

Shaobai's eyes were quick, and as soon as the Demon Emperor moved, he floated to Shurou's side, and pulled her left hand with his right hand. Then, the mana in his body surged, and his whole body suddenly flashed with golden light, converging to form a golden circle of light, covering the two of them.

The Demon Emperor said hatefully: "Why doesn't talking count?" Seeing that he couldn't take away Shu Rou, as he spoke, he had already flung the sleeve of his right hand robe forward and pulled it up, and rolled the ink soul fan into his sleeve again.

Shaobai said lightly: "This is her behavior." Let's go. ”

Shaobai took the initiative to hold hands.

Hee-hee, I like it, I like it, I like it—— it's so sweet.

On the contrary, she hated the Demon Emperor in her heart, and she felt that she must not let him go so cheaply, so at the moment when the Demon Emperor turned around, she secretly sneaked into the sword technique, and the blood sword flew out again.

The Demon Emperor was in a hurry to escape, but he never thought that there would be a sword wind floating behind him, and he knew that this sword was a blood sword. At that moment, his heart froze, and the sleeve of his right robe flicked back hard, throwing the ink soul fan out to resist, but the demon body rushed forward and flew forward.

With a loud bang, the Blood Sword and the Ink Soul Fan collided instantly.

In the next moment, there was a terrible howl of "Ahhhh At the same time, there was a "bang" on the ground, and the sound of weapons landing on the ground.

In the midst of the terrible howl, one of the Demon Emperor's calves and high boots was cut off by the blood sword, fell to the ground, and turned into a wolf's leg.

With a "bang", the ink soul fan fell heavily to the ground and shattered!

The Demon Emperor roared angrily: "Young White God, will you let me go?" Missing a calf, or rather a wolf leg, the Demon Emperor stumbled and flew in the air, trying his best to dodge the blood sword attack.

Looking at the embarrassed appearance of the Demon Emperor, Su Rou's heart was infinitely happy.

"It's her behavior. I'll let you go. With his left hand, he raised and retracted, and he had already grabbed the blood sword in the air in his hand.

"Crispy, I can't spare you!" In the air, the Demon Emperor roared angrily again. Although he was relieved, but both physically and mentally painful, he was destroyed by Shurou in one day, the Flying Butterfly Fan and the Ink Soul Fan, and she broke his hands and a calf, and even his privacy was exposed because of her, it was really a gushing hatred, and it was difficult to calm down.

Shu Rou raised her eyes in the air, looked at the back of the Demon Emperor limping away, and secretly sneered in her heart.

Immediately after, her eyes softened, and she looked at Shaobai eagerly, concerned about his injuries.

Su Rou took a closer look, but saw that Shaobai's lips were pale, the sword sores on his right upper arm were deep into the bones, and there was still a little blood flowing at the sore, so she couldn't help but feel severe pain in her heart, and cried in a trembling voice: "Shaobai, does it hurt?"

Shaobai handed her the blood sword and said, "Put it away." In the future, if you encounter danger that cannot be resolved, hide inside. ”

The blood sword has half of Shaobai's essence blood, and Shaobai let himself put away the blood sword, which means that his deep concern has not changed at all. Thinking of this, Su Rou couldn't help but burst into tears and laughed: "Shaobai, won't you drive me away anymore?"

Shaobai said: "I am overdigested now, and my right arm is injured, so I want to take care of it on the spot." You help me for an hour. An hour later, I'll hand you over to Miaoyi. ”

Su Rou looked at him with both grievances and distress, and said coquettishly: "Do you have to be cool like this?! Obviously, you care about me very much, and you are even willing to hurt yourself for me, and now you want to leave immediately?"

Shaobai was silent, sat cross-legged, and closed his eyes on the spot to recuperate.

What is this man thinking? willing to hold a sword for himself and hurt himself, but he refuses to admit that he loves him?! But in any case, she has fallen deeply in love with him, even if he is still about to leave.

Shu Rou held the blood sword in her right hand, and a pair of beautiful eyes looked at Shaobai with concern, but also vigilantly observed the surroundings.

However, the Demon Emperor knew that he couldn't defeat Shaobai and Shurou, and he had already withdrawn his troops, where was there still an enemy in the Divine Capital?!