The night was cold and windy, and on the ancient sword platform, Li Jian Wuchang's three subordinates slowly stepped out.
"Huh?" Luoyan Yujinfeng's eyes narrowed.
Mingwei Qingluo, the four guardians, Xiao Nuo and others also looked at the three figures.
The three people were two men and one woman, one of whom was tall and over two meters tall.
One man is wearing armor and has delicate features.
The woman had long red hair and strange red eyes.
None of the three people had much expression on their faces, but they gave off a rather dangerous feeling.
Without Luo Yan Yujin taking action, if someone can defeat them, they can continue chatting with Li Jian Wuchang.
Otherwise, even if Luo Yan Yujin tells the truth, he still can't change Li Jian Wuchang's mind.
Li Jian Wuchang tilted his head and raised his hand to make a "please" gesture.
"Come on! Let me see how many talented people are left in the Guizun lineage, and let me see if there is still a need for me to be loyal to the Guizun lineage..."
"Come!"
Mingwei Qingluo stepped forward without saying a word. She stared at the three people in front of her, "Are you going together? Or one by one?"
The four guardians felt their hearts tighten.
"Lord Qingluo?"
Before the four guardians could say anything, Mingwei Qingluo gritted her teeth and said, "The Ghost Master lineage has been too miserable in the past few years. I must get back the dignity of the Ghost Master lineage today. I want you to know
, Even if the Ghost Lord is not here, Brother Wang and I can bring the Underworld Sect back to its peak..."
Mingwei Qingluo raised her hand, clenched her fingers into a fist, and a violent wave of air exploded behind her.
"boom!"
Anger and frustration were transformed into high fighting spirit at this moment!
Due to Mingwei Qingluo's practice of the "Seven Transformations Sacred Art", her body looks like she is only five or six years old, but the majesty and courage she displays at this moment make her worthy of her status as "the daughter of the Ghost Lord".
Feeling the momentum released by the other party, the three of them
The red-haired woman in the middle said calmly, "Xing Ye, in the first battle, it's up to you to face Lord Qingluo!"
The burly figure over two meters tall stood up and said, "That's what I mean!"
Xing Ye had a domineering figure. He bowed his body slightly forward, and then smiled at Ming Wei Qing and Luo Sen. "Come on! Second Miss..."
As soon as she finished speaking, Mingwei Qingluo disappeared from the spot with a "Whoosh!", and the next second, she appeared above Xing Ye's head.
There is a strong contrast between the two figures.
Although Mingwei Qingluo was extremely small, her attack speed was astonishing. She slapped Xing Ye on the head with her palm.
"Ghost Flame Palm!"
"Bang!"
At the moment when his palm force hit his face, Xing Ye punched the opponent's palm force.
The air flow exploded and the aftermath was splashed. Mingwei Qingluo was directly knocked back, but the next second, she disappeared from the place again, and then appeared on the left side of Xing Ye...
"Whoops!" A purple dagger like a rhinoceros horn suddenly appeared in Mingwei Qingluo's hand, and the dagger stabbed Xing Ye's head.
Xing Ye tilted his head, and the purple dagger slashed across his side.
Mingwei Qingluo immediately changed her moves, holding the dagger in her hand and swinging it quickly.
"Whoosh whoosh..." The dagger was filled with cold light, and every attack was very sharp and fast. Xing Ye kept dodging, and no matter how fast Mingwei Qingluo's attack was, it was difficult to injure him in the slightest.
Suddenly, Mingwei Qingluo's eyes burst out with a blue light.
"Phantom Eyes!"
Blue light burst out, Xing Ye's pupils trembled slightly, and his figure suddenly froze, as if a immobilizing spell had been cast on him.
"Good opportunity..." Mei Li, one of the four guardians, said in surprise.
The next moment, the purple dagger in Mingwei Qingluo's hand struck out lengthwise, and a straight line was drawn on Xing Ye's chest.
"Tsk!"
Xing Ye's shirt was directly cut through, and Mingwei Qingluo swung several more knives in succession, slashing the opponent's body one after another.
The light flickered and the sharp blade was cold. In the blink of an eye, Xing Ye's body was left with seven or eight cuts.
"Whoosh!"
Mingwei Qingluo landed firmly on the ground, she turned sideways and looked at the other two people.
"It's your turn!"
However, those two people were extremely calm, and Li Jian Wuchang, who was sitting on the stone chair in the back, was even more calm.
The woman in red raised a smile on her lips, "Master Qingluo, are you sure you have won?"
"Huh?" Mingwei Qingluo's heart tightened.
As soon as the other party finished speaking, he heard a "chila" sound behind him, and the clothes on Xing Ye's upper body exploded to pieces.
Then, a body of explosive muscles appeared, and the most surprising thing was that every scratch in Mingwei Qingluo's previous attacks was very deep, and the body tissue inside could even be seen. But strangely,
Not a drop of blood came out of Xing Ye's body...
"How could this happen?"
The four guardians were all shocked.
Banzhi, who was standing next to Xiao Nuo, couldn't help but said in a deep voice, "His body structure is different from ordinary people!"
"It's my turn, Master Qingluo..." Xing Ye said expressionlessly.
As soon as he finished speaking, Xing Ye rushed out like a beast and punched him.
"boom!"
The ground suddenly sunk into a pit, the rocks exploded, and the powerful air wave opened like a big umbrella. Mingwei Qingluo retreated five or six meters away without any danger...
One second she paused, and the next second Mingwei Qingluo rushed out.
"Whoosh!"
She flashed past Xing Ye like a phantom, and the dagger in her hand brought out a circular purple stream of light.
"hiss!"
With this knife, Mingwei Qingluo landed directly on Xing Ye's throat. In an instant, the opponent
His neck quickly split open with a knife mark, but there was still no blood flowing out...
Like a monster without any sense of pain, Xing Ye turned around and grabbed Mingwei Qingluo.
Mingwei Qingluo was even more shocked, couldn't this guy be beaten to death?
"I don't believe it anymore..."
Mingwei Qingluo immediately used her flexible body skills to avoid Xuan Ye's offensive, and then wandered around the opponent. The dagger in her hand left wounds on the opponent's body one after another, but Xuan Ye was completely unaware of the pain, even though he
His body was covered in scars, but he was not affected at all.
After being unable to attack for a long time, Mingwei Qingluo's morale gradually declined, and she even became a little anxious.
At this time, Banzhi, who was standing next to Xiao Nuo, said, "Since other parts of his body are immune to swords, we might as well attack his head!"
The half-paper reminder made Mingwei Qingluo's eyes light up.
She fixed her gaze on Orang Ye's head, and then a powerful spiritual energy burst out from Mingwei Qingluo's body, and the purple dagger in her hand was wrapped with a gorgeous flowing shadow...
"Hui Yingyan flashes!"
Mingwei Qingluo's killing move came out again. She was like a spiritual swallow that turned back from its nest, quickly approaching the front of Orang Ye. The purple dagger in her hand was like a sharp bolt of lightning...
This blow was extremely fast.
Mingwei Qingluo raised her dagger and stabbed at Orang Ye's head, "Chi", and the next moment, the sound of the sharp blade penetrating flesh and blood could be clearly heard...
The corners of everyone's eyes shrank, and the air on the field seemed to be stagnant. They saw that the dagger penetrated not Zangye's head, but the opponent's arm.
Zangye crossed his arms in front of him and allowed the purple dagger to pierce the front and back of his arms. Then, a red halo of light suddenly erupted from Zangye's body.
With a loud "Boom!", Mingwei Qingluo was knocked away, and the dagger in her hand was left in Orang Ye's arm.
Sitting on the stone chair, Li Jian Wuchang showed a touch of contempt and looked at Mingwei Qingluo.