"Daoist Ye, this is a purely private act, so don't be too excited!"

Li Guan showed two rows of white teeth to Ye Xiaodie, and his smile was a little playful and a little hateful.

Of course, Li Wan knew that the two thousand private soldiers behind her were just to warm up Sima Xing and others, so she didn't plan to let these private soldiers die in vain, the meaning of their existence was just to deter those wall grass floating on the rivers and lakes.

"The two princes of the Tang Dynasty came to the Demon Punishment Conference in person, but unexpectedly, the Demon Sect Demon Girl and Ye Xiaodie joined forces to resist to the death, and the two princes and two thousand private soldiers were brutalized by them. After everyone worked together, they finally killed the Demon Sect Demon Girl and Ye Xiaodie's comrades!"

No one noticed when the speaker appeared, and it wasn't until he began to speak that everyone was startled to realize that there was a suffocating figure in the Demon Slayer Table.

"Your Royal Highnesses the two princes, I don't know that my set of statements may convince the public?"

No one answered for a while, and many people didn't even have the courage to look up at this person, because he was Luo Xingchen, he was the master of the Death Pavilion, and he was recognized as the king of killers.

"The story is good, but do you really dare to kill me?"

Li Guan held his head high, but his neck was a little stiff, and the shaking was a little obvious because he was holding the reins with both hands or because he was too hard. The war horse under his crotch let out a heavy gasp, and his body retreated little by little.

Luo Xingchen laughed contemptuously, but his attention no longer fell on Li Guan.

"You've killed a lot of my men!"

Luo Xingchen looked at Ye Xiaodie, as if he was greeting his little brother who hadn't seen him for many years.

"If you had made the first move, I don't think your men would have died!"

Ye Xiaodi said very seriously.

"So, are you going to save people?"

Luo Xingchen took a step forward and stood with Sima Xing and Zen Idiot.

The smile on Sima Xing's face was a little proud, who in the world wants to offend Luo Xingchen, the king of killers? Luo Xingchen couldn't help but make a move, which was good news for everyone on the demon slaying platform.

Raising his eyebrows slightly, Ye Xiaodie's expression gradually froze, and then stepped forward.

Holding a steel knife, Ye Xiaodi did not squint, and with each step forward, he would adjust his breathing until his breathing was consistent with his steps.

Zen idiot, Sima Xing and Luo Xingchen formed a human wall and stood on the demon slaying platform, Ye Xiaodie stepped onto the stage, as if he was ignoring, and passed by him.

"Oh! we're being ignored!"

The smile on Luo Xingchen's face was a little evil, and he turned around and ran towards Ye Xiaodi, and after Luo Xingchen, Sima Xing, who was extremely angry and laughing, also moved.

"Wronged!"

Ye Xiaodi whispered in Chi Luo Yingmeng's ear, and was about to break the shackles that bound Chi Luo Yingmeng, Luo Xingchen had already flown to Ye Xiaodie's side.

Bite!

A deafening sound made people have a headache, and everyone didn't see the legendary flying sword of Ye Xiaodi, what appeared in everyone's field of vision was a black ancient sword that looked extremely ordinary.

The ancient sword was ordinary, but it was a murderous sword that could block Luo Xingchen, so no one dared to despise the ancient sword in Xiao Tianchen's hand anymore.

"The sword in your hand has killed countless people, but the sword in my hand is also sharp!"

Xiao Tianxiao stood in front of Luo Xingchen.

"Can you stop me?"

Luo Xingchen shook the long sword in his hand, and said proudly when he looked at Xiao Tianchen.

"Ye Xiaodi is my friend!"

Xiao Tian snorted coldly, and then stopped talking nonsense with Luo Xingchen, and raised his sword to stab.

The sword qi spans 30,000 miles, and a sword frost frosts nineteen continents. Xiao Tianyun and Luo Xingchen come and go, both of them are faster than a sword, ordinary people only look at it, and they will feel torn apart by sword qi from a distance.

"Don't disturb my junior brother!"

Fu Xiao and Li Maogong teamed up to block Sima Xing, and they were only a foot away from Ye Xiaodi, but Sima Xing was unable to move an inch.

Sima Xing's hateful teeth itched, a Fu Xiao himself may be able to make up for the gap in the realm with experience, but now there is one more Li Maogong, and the flickering and moving between the square inches, Li Maogong and Fu Xiao's combination of two actually makes Sima Xing a little confused.

Several people with the highest cultivation were divided up almost instantly, and Ye Li'er also aimed at the Zen idiot master, but Liu Qing'er took the lead.

"I've long seen that your fox is not pleasing to the eye, see that I don't tear your skin!"

Liu Qing'er pulled out her sword, and with a coquettish sound, she went straight to the door of the leaf civet.

The beaver snorted coldly, the jade hand flipped like a lotus, and every time the sword in Liu Qing'er's hand was about to stab the civet, it was bounced away by the civet with skill.

"Donor, send persistence. ”

Ye Xiaodi untied Chi Luo's dream, and the Zen idiot blocked the way of the two of them.

"The master is really persistent!"

Ye Xiaodi smiled helplessly, and slashed with a knife.

The Chi Luo Yingmeng who was pushed out by Ye Xiaodi was steadily caught by Li Guan, but with one breath, Ye Xiaodie had already opened up six knives towards the Zen idiot, and it was this breathing kung fu that the Zen idiot not only blocked all the routes of Ye Xiaodie's swing of the knife, but also hit Ye Xiaodie's giant bone cave with three consecutive punches.

"Although the donor's eight thousand miles are like thunder, but the thunder is not powerful, can it last for eight thousand miles? The poor monk has cracked the donor's eight thousand miles, is the donor willing to return to Tianyin Temple with the poor monk to exorcise the demons?"

The Zen idiot raised his hand to grab Ye Xiaodi, and Ye Xiaodi hurriedly retreated and retreated.

Zen idiot said well, every time Ye Xiaodie swung the knife, before the knife momentum started, he was forced down by Zen idiot, this may be the gap in the realm, but Ye Xiaodie still wants to try again!

Stopping and kicking the ground urgently, Ye Xiaodi ran towards the Zen idiot with his strength, and raised his knife to slash.

"Amitabha!"

The Zen idiot chanted the Buddha in a deep voice, and when the steel knife in Ye Xiaodie's hand had not yet been chopped down, he raised his hand and pointed at Ye Xiaodie's elbow.

Boom ......

The steel knife came out of his hand and slid far on the ground, and after one move, Ye Xiaodi couldn't lift his arm after trying several times.

"The donor also has eight flying swords. ”

Zen idiot reminded with a smile, but there was no need for Zen idiot to remind him, the eight flying swords on Ye Xiaodie's body had already flown out, going in all directions, and pounced on Zen idiot from all directions.

The Zen idiot clasped his palms together and his body was motionless, but the whole person disappeared in the next second.

Ye Xiaodie's flying sword is fast, and Zen idiot's body is faster!

Bang!

When the Zen idiot reappeared, it was behind Ye Xiaodie, and the palm in mid-air paused, but it still landed on Ye Xiaodie's body.

Many spectators gloated, Ye Xiaodie is world-famous for flying swords, and now that the steel knife is out of his hand, what else does Ye Xiaodie have to do?

"The donor's swordsmanship has grown again!"

Zen idiot may praise Ye Xiaodi from the bottom of his heart, but no one wants to believe this situation.

The Zen idiot didn't pursue Ye Xiaodie, but just stood in place, as if he was waiting for Ye Xiaodie to meet Tianyin Temple with him, and it seemed to be waiting for Ye Xiaodie to have any tricks to use.

Ye Xiaodi got up quickly, he didn't know why his injuries were not as serious as he imagined, but since he still had the strength to fight, there was no reason to lie on the ground and not move!

Wow –

The disciple's sword on Ye Xiaodie's waist was unsheathed by half an inch, and it was dark in an instant......