Yao Meng's body hit the ground so hard that it almost split somewhere in pain. Fortunately, the fat was thick enough.
"Humph~" Yao Meng groaned.
At this time, Ye Qiu stood in the air and said condescendingly: "I have warned you long ago that you are no match for me."
Yao Meng endured the severe pain, glared at Ye Qiu angrily, and cursed: "As a human, you actually dealt with me for a demon clan. I think you not only betrayed the human clan, but you are clearly on the same side as the demon clan."
"Members of the Qingyun Sword Sect, haven't you always regarded yourself as an upright sect? Now that the demon clan is right in front of you, do you want to stand by and watch?"
"If you stand by and watch, what's the difference between you and the demon clan?"
Yao Meng knew that he was no match for Ye Qiu, so he began to question the disciples of Qingyun Sword Sect.
The disciples of Qingyun Sword Sect looked at each other, and finally, their eyes fell on Yun Xi.
They only listen to Yun Xi's orders.
"Yao Meng, Chang Sheng is right. If the demon race and the human race can live in harmony, the world will become a better place." Yun Xi said.
"So, your Qingyun Sword Sect doesn't want to kill the demon clan?" Yao Meng scolded: "How dare this guy protect the demon clan? It turns out that your Qingyun Sword Sect also has the same attitude. Okay, very good."
"It seems that your Qingyun Sword Sect is also preparing to betray the human race. It is so treasonous and unethical. You just wait to be destroyed."
"Ye Changsheng, if you associate with the demon clan, you will not die in peace."
"Go to hell, you bitch!" Ye Qiu's eyes showed murderous intent and he punched down.
Yao Meng quickly resisted, but the force on Ye Qiu's fist was too great. Before her palm even touched Ye Qiu's fist, she was blown away a hundred meters away by the strong wind from Ye Qiu's fist.
"Wow--"
A mouthful of blood spat out.
Ye Qiu was about to step forward and kill Yao Meng completely, when he suddenly saw Yao Meng stretch out the palm of his left hand, a ball of light flickered, and there was a burst of heart-stopping power.
"Holy weapon!"
Ye Qiu paused, and the next second, he saw the light in Yao Meng's palm turned into a black umbrella.
The black umbrella is engraved with runes, which are constantly circulating and appear mysterious.
Yao Meng held an umbrella, looked at Ye Qiu and said: "Ye Changsheng, you are a traitor to the human race, sooner or later everyone will find you and punish you."
Ye Qiu smiled disdainfully: "When I become a saint, the grass on your grave will be ten feet high."
"A traitor to the human race like you will never be able to become a saint. You will die soon." After Yao Meng finished speaking, he held an umbrella and headed into the distance.
This time, her speed was incredibly fast, like an aurora.
"That umbrella is the holy weapon of flight!"
Ye Qiu said nothing, stood on the spot, and suddenly punched Yao Meng in the direction of Yao Meng.
The golden fist was like a blazing sun, sweeping across the wasteland as fast as thunder. Everyone clearly saw that Yao Meng was hit on the back by a golden fist and fell from the air.
Just when he was about to land, Yao Meng ran away again holding an umbrella and disappeared in a flash.
"Little bastard, chase her quickly and kill her." Changmei Zhenren shouted.
Ye Qiu not only did not pursue, but returned to the ground.
"Brother, why don't you chase me anymore?" Lin Daniao asked doubtfully.
Ye Qiu said: "The Art of War says, don't chase the poor enemy."
"Brother, are you worried that Yao Meng is looking for help?" Lin Daniao said, "Actually, you don't have to worry. Several geniuses who entered the Mountain of the Immortal this time have already died in your hands, and she can't even find them.
What kind of help can I get?"
"I'm not worried about her finding help." Ye Qiu said: "Yao Meng is of no importance to me. Unless she comes out now, she will be in my hands sooner or later."
"I don't pursue her because we haven't found the perfect opportunity yet."
"Opportunities matter."
Master Longmei nodded: "The little bastard is right, compared with the supreme opportunity, Yao Meng is nothing."
…
After Yao Meng fled far away, he found that Ye Qiu had not caught up with him, so he landed.
"Wow--"
As soon as she landed, another mouthful of blood spurted out from her mouth, and her face turned pale.
Although she successfully escaped using the sacred weapon, she was punched in the back by Ye Qiu when she was escaping.
Ye Qiu's punch was so powerful that it blasted a hole in her back, and Yao Meng's heart was broken into two halves.
"Ye Changsheng, just wait for me, I will kill you sooner or later."
Yao Meng said angrily, sat down cross-legged, and was about to heal his wounds when suddenly his whole body tensed up and shouted: "Who?"
Immediately afterwards, a figure stepped forward. He was wearing monk robes and had a spring-like smile on his face.
No flowers!
Yao Meng recognized Wuhua at a glance. At the same time, she also found that Wei Wuji was following behind Wuhua, but Wei Wuji had no expression on his face, his eyes were dull, and he seemed to be in something wrong.
"Amitabha, the young monk Wuhua has met Fairy Yao."
Wuhua walked up to Yao Meng, bowed and said politely.
"What's wrong with Wei Wuji?" Yao Meng asked.
Wu Hua replied: "Xian Yao didn't know something. Prince Wei had a big fight with Ye Changsheng and was seriously injured and almost died. Fortunately, at the critical moment, the young monk took action in time and rescued Prince Wei. However, after Prince Wei recovered from his injuries, he
It became like this.”
"The young monk treated Prince Wei a lot, but failed to cure him. Prince Wei must have fallen into Ye Changsheng's trick."
"It's Ye Changsheng again, bastard!" Yao Meng scolded angrily.
When Wuhua heard what she said, she wondered: "Listening to the fairy's words, it seems that she has seen Ye Changsheng? By the way, why is the fairy injured?"
Yao Meng said angrily: "It's not that Ye Changsheng. He actually attacked me for a demon clan. If I hadn't run fast enough, I would have been killed by him."
"What?" Wuhua looked shocked: "Ye Changsheng protects the demon clan, how dare he be so bold?"
Yao Meng came up with a plan and said: "Buddha doesn't know something. Ye Changsheng has betrayed the human race. If he is not killed, he will become a disaster."
"Buddha, for the sake of the future of the human race, Ye Changsheng must not be allowed to associate with the demon race."
"In my opinion, it's better for us to join forces and kill Ye Changsheng together with Prince Wei. What do you think?"
Wu Hua nodded: "What the fairy said makes sense. The human race cannot associate with the demon clan under any circumstances. Ye Changsheng's move has betrayed the human race and he cannot be left behind."
Yao Meng was overjoyed and said: "Buddha, please wait for me for a moment. When my injury recovers, I will take you to find Ye Changsheng."
Wu Hua said: "Fairy Yao, time waits for no one. By the time you recover from your injuries, Ye Changsheng may have run away. The young monk has a technique that can help you recover instantly."
Yao Meng said gratefully: "Thank you so much, Buddha."
"It's easy, fairy. You're welcome." After Wu Hua finished speaking, he came behind Yao Meng and a strange smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.
Immediately afterwards, he used his secret technique to directly turn Yao Meng into a walking zombie like Wei Wuji.
"You have no defense at all. What a stupid woman." Wuhua sighed with emotion and shouted: "Kneel down."
thump--
Yao Meng knelt in front of him, extremely respectful.
"So obedient." Wuhua grinned: "Call me godfather~"
