Chieko walked up to Fujiwara Michiyama, looked at him with concern, and said worriedly.

"Father, are you alright?"

Fujiwara Michiyama coughed a few times and looked very weak, but he still stopped Chieko behind him, and the whole person stared at Yanagi Danma Mamoru like a fierce lion and said: "Bastard, if you dare to beat my daughter's idea, I will not let you go even if I am a ghost!"

Yanagi Danma Mamoru glanced at the pale Fujiwara Michiyama with disdain, with a trace of disdain in his eyes, and he said coldly: "Hehe, what can you do if I really beat your daughter's idea?"

"You ......"

Fujiwara Michiyama carried the war hammer in his hand and wanted to bully him, but he was stopped by Chieko. She walked up to Fujiwara Michiyama, and she took a deep breath and forced herself to keep her composure.

"Yanagi Danma Mamoru, are you too arrogant!"

Yanagi but Ma Shou looked at it and this Chieko was so indifferent, and his heart was tight, but his face did not show the slightest. With a wave of his right hand, there was a big man behind him who was full of immortals, grabbed a chair directly from a distance, and placed it firmly behind Yanagi Danma Shou.

He sat on the Taishi chair and said with a sneer on his face: "Arrogant? It's just that your Ryukyu Demon Sect is too weak!"

Chieko's face showed a hint of coldness, but it quickly relented. She said with a slight smile, "Do you know that our Ryukyu Demon Sect is a branch of the Central Plains Demon Sect?"

"That'...... So what?"

Yanagi but Ma Shou listened to Chieko's words, and there was a faint doubt in his heart, seeing that this Chieko was so calm, he didn't think it was a bluff.

Could it be that the Central Plains Demon Sect and the Ryukyu Demon Sect are connected again?

Yanagi Danma Mamoru thought secretly in his heart, but soon overturned his thoughts again. As for the reason, it's simple, this knife gate has spent nearly ten years of layout, and only then gradually this Ryukyu Demon Sect has gone downhill with their deliberate help.

"Don't lie to me, I know all the news about your Ryukyu Demon Sect for more than a year. I'm afraid that the behemoth Demon Cult giant has forgotten about you a long time ago!"

Yagyu Danma guarded his fate and trampled on the ancient demon Luo Sect, and he didn't take Chieko in his eyes at all. This Chieko's face was full of anger, she was now the leader of the entire Ryukyu Demon Sect, but as the sect leader, she couldn't protect all the disciples, and a trace of helplessness rose in the bottom of this Chieko's heart.

"Hehe, if you really think so, then I'm afraid you're going to be disappointed!"

Chieko said lightly with a hint of coldness on her face.

"What do you mean?"

Yagyu asked.

"Just today, a team of horses from the Nakahara to Ryukyu has arrived in Ryukyu. The Ancient Demon Cult has learned about the Ryukyu Demon Sect. It was decided that the leader would be sent in a few days. I'll see what you can do then. ”

Chieko's face was full of solemnity, and between the lines was all intimidation of Yanagi Tajima Mamoru.

Yagyu Danma Mamoru was forced speechless by Chieko's extremely tough words, and he thought deeply for a while, and soon laughed.

"What are you laughing at?"

Chieko said.

"I laugh at you for being smart, I laugh at myself for almost being deceived by you!" "If it's really like what you said, I think you will definitely let this Dongsheng Mountain out happily, and quietly wait for your so-called strong man to come back to the field, and you still need to play with me here now?"

"And, even if you really take 10,000 steps back, it's really like what you said. By the time the envoy of your Ancient Demon Sect arrives, I'm afraid that your Ryukyu Demon Sect will have only a meal of white bones left. I really don't know who they're going to get revenge on?"

Yanagi Danma Mamori's eyes showed a trace of awe-inspiring killing intent.

Chieko was slightly shocked, she knew that this Yagyu Danma Mamoru was not joking, but really had some nirvana. She subconsciously retreated, wanting to keep her distance from Yanagi Danma Mamoru, but he didn't care at all.

With a wave of his right hand, several strong men behind him directly surrounded Chieko, and it seemed that as long as Yagyu Tajima Mamoru opened his mouth, they had the opportunity to directly kill Chieko and the few remaining monks of the Ryukyu Demon Sect.

Seeing that these strong men were getting closer and closer to the Ryukyu Demon Sect, Fujiwara Michiyama forced a breath of true qi towards Yanagi Tajima Mamori. The copper hammer in his hand slammed into one of the strong men.

The strong man crossed his hands and raised them high above his head, and actually stopped the blow of Fujiwara Michiyama. I have to say that the copper hammer weighs thousands of pounds, and even if it is wielded, it takes a lot of effort.

The strong man's body retreated more than three feet, and the Ryukyu sect members showed a lot of anticipation on their faces, but the remaining subordinates barely gave Fujiwara Michiyama a chance to react, and directly attacked two pinchbacks, and a heavy punch directly blasted Fujiwara Michiyama out.

The old voice fell to the ground weakly.

"Father, are you alright?"

Chieko spoke anxiously,

Fujiwara Michiyama didn't care about crying, so he jumped up directly and shouted loudly at that Chieko.

"You go quickly, I'll cut off the queen!"

But as soon as the words were spoken, Yagyu Tajima Mamori waved his right hand, and a man dressed in black appeared in front of Fujiwara Michiyama, and the three-foot cold light sword in his hand was directly on Fujiwara Michiyama's neck.

Chieko saw that her father's life was in danger, and she still couldn't watch her father die after all. So, she just spoke!

"Yanagi Danma Mamoru, you let go of my father!"

With a wave of his right hand, Yanagi Danma Shou directly accepted the action, he was as cold as death, and only the cold light sword blade in his hand told him that his heart was barren.

"What, you've figured it out this time?"

Yagyu said with a smile in his eyes, his eyes full of anticipation.

A hint of disgust flashed in Chieko's eyes, but she quickly concealed it, she looked at Yanagi Danma Mori coldly and said, "You let them go, I can be yours...... Your little concubine!"

Yanagi Tajima Mamoru's greedy gaze carefully swept around Chieko's body a few times, and each time he would take a few more fierce glances at her proud figure, as if this was the only way to avoid feeling a loss.

Yanagi asked lightly.

"You can figure it out, I hate people to lie to me the most, you know what I look like when I'm crazy. ”

Chieko took a deep breath, and said very seriously in the face of this Yanagi Danma Mamoru: "As long as you can keep your promise, I, Chieko, will naturally not be treacherous." ”

"Okay, let them go!"

Yanagi said very calmly.

At this moment, a figure suddenly appeared behind Chieko, with a slight tap of her right hand. That Chieko just couldn't move. At this moment, Chieko's face finally showed a hint of annoyance.

"What do you mean by that?"

Yanagi Danma Shou showed a wicked smile on his face: "I have to say, you are still too immature now." I only need to kill all these ants of your Ryukyu Demon Sect, and when the time comes, whether it is this Dongsheng Mountain or you, the beauty, will all be mine, and take 10,000 steps back, even if your Ancient Demon Luo Sect Leader comes in person, what can he do in the face of this white bone?"

"Hahaha......"

A smug laugh rang out above the lobby, and Yanagi Tajima Mamoru gave the dark shadow a look, and he walked towards Chieko. I have to say that he has been thinking about this Chieko for a long time.

"You scumbag, don't come here!"

"I'm looking forward to the beautiful scenery of you, my scumbag ****!"

Yagyu but Mamoru smiled as he walked towards Chieko. At the same time, the big men in black behind him also drew out the steel knives in their hands at this time, and they were about to kill those Ryukyu Demon Sect members at the moment.

At this moment, Shen Ye, who had been hiding in the distance, sighed,

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