Just when everyone thought that the battle was about to end, unexpectedly, the bodies of the Prince of the Ming Dynasty suddenly reversed in the air, like a black lightning, galloping in the direction of Xiaodie.
His eyes were covered with blood, flashing with resentment, and his body was endless.
"Slutter, go to death!"
The prince of the Ming tribe made a heartbreaking roar, pulled out the ghost knife, with a strong killing intention, and slammed down towards Xiaodie.
This sudden change made everyone present caught off guard, and no one expected that the Prince of the Ming Dynasty would attack the butterflies at this time.
"Ah-" Xiaodie was so scared of flowering.
"Xiaodie!" Ye Qiu's pupils contracted sharply, and a strong anger burst in his heart.
He instantly realized that the reason why the Prince of the Ming tribe was compared with him is not to test his strength.
The real purpose of the Prince of the Ming Dynasty is to kill the butterflies.
At this moment of life and death, Ye Qiu had no time to think about it, and immediately showed a step through the sky, blocking Xiaodie's body.
However, when Ye Qiu was about to block the ghost knife, he suddenly noticed that an invisible force imprisoned his body, as if there were countless invisible ropes that tied him tightly.
Ye Qiu's movement was stagnant, and his eyes were full of doubts: "This is the ancestor ..."
Immediately after, Ziyang Tianzun's voice sounded in Ye Qiu's ear: "The butterfly is too kind. If there is no blood, she will never let go of the Prince of the Ming Dynasty."
At this moment, the ghost knife that originally split towards Xiaodie was split towards Ye Qiu.
"when!"
The ghost knife was severely split on Ye Qiu's body, and a crisp metal impact sound was made.
Suddenly, Ye Qiu's body appeared on a horrible knife injury. He was almost split in half. He flew out of his body involuntarily. He sprayed blood in his mouth, his face became pale as paper.
"Brother Ye!" Xiaodie shouted in horror, tears burst out.
Looking at the injured Ye Qiu, she was full of self -blame and pain: "Blame me, if it wasn't for me, Ye Changsheng would not be injured, oh five ..."
Ye Qiu did not fix his injuries immediately. He endured the pain of his body, raised his head, and stared at the Prince of the Ming Dynasty angrily: "Even your sister wants to kill, do you still have conscience?"
"What is the conscience, can you eat it?" Prince Prince Lucky laughed proudly: "Ye Changsheng, didn't expect it? From the beginning, my goal was only one, that is, the blue butterfly."
"If it wasn't for this bitch, how could you come to the Ming people?"
"If it weren't for this bitch, the four elders and the ghost, and how could the Daede Army die in your hands?"
"So in any case, I want to kill this bitch."
When the Prince of the Ming Dynasty said here, his eyes turned to Xiaodie, and said coldly: "Butter, I am tolerant of you again and again, but I didn't expect you to eat it outside and almost affected my plan."
"If you do n’t die, how can I explain to the Four Presbyterian? How can I explain to the ghost and ghost?
"I have to kill you and give them an explanation. I presumably my father resurrected, and he will not blame my decision today."
"Lan Xiaodie, farewell!"
The prince of the Ming Dynasty held a ghost knife, and the whole body was rolling around. The cold eyes tightly locked the butterfly and approached her step by step.
Every step falling, the ground seemed to shock under his anger and killing.
Xiaodie's body trembled, her face was full of tears, and her face was white.
She looked at Ye Qiu, who was lying on the ground helplessly, and was full of guilt in her eyes.
"Brother Ye, I'm sorry ..." Xiaodie's voice was crying, fragile and desperate.
She is not afraid of death, but she is so bad to see Ye Qiu's injury for her. Her heart is more uncomfortable than the needle.
"Boy, there are us here, you can't kill the butterfly." Long Mei real people fell, raised the bricks, and was about to shot. I suddenly found that my body was banned.
Lin Da Bird, Mo Tianji, Niu Dali is also ready to take a shot.
Long Mei real people took the lead in responding, and realized that Ziyang Tianzun was in secret, and I couldn't help asking: "Senior, you ..."
Without speaking, the long eyebrow's mouth seemed to be blocked by a tape, and no sound could be made.
"What happened?"
Several people in Mo Tianji were also shocked. Before they had time to ask Ziyang Tianzun, they saw that the princes of the Ming tribe waved their swords and split into the butterflies again.
At the time of the moment.
"!"
Ye Qiu, who was lying on the ground, flew up suddenly and blocked in front of Xiaodie again.
"With me, no one wants to hurt Xiaodie."
After Ye Qiu finished speaking, his body was golden, and the whole person was like a god, and he could not violate.
"Since you have to maintain this bitch, let's die together!"
The prince of the Ming tribe roared, exhausted his strength, and split down Ye Qiu and Xiaodie.
"boom!"
This knife condenses all the anger and killing of the Prince of the Ming Dynasty, and the horror is terrible.
However, Ye Qiu looked at the ghost knife that had been split, and there was no fear in his eyes. He punched it directly.
"when!"
Ye Qiu's fist was instantly collided with the ghost knife, as if the nuclear bomb exploded, and a dazzling light broke out.
Suddenly, the strong energy fluctuation spread around the surroundings, and the entire land trembled violently under the impact of this force, and countless huge gully appeared.
The next second.
"ah--"
The prince of the Ming tribe made a scream, and the body was hit by a powerful force. The ghost knife in his hand also got off, and he scratched a arc in the air, and finally landed on the ground.
As for him, he fell heavily on the ground, and countless wounds appeared on his body, and blood flowed out.
"How can it ..."
The prince of the Ming tribe struggled to get up from the ground, looking at Ye Qiu in front of him, a hint of shock in his eyes flashed.
Because the hit just now made him discover that Ye Qiu's combat power was countless times stronger than the previous match.
"Wang Ba egg, he has been acting with me, abominable!" The blood of the prince of the Ming Dynasty spit out a bite of blood.
Ye Qiu stared coldly at the Prince of the Ming people, and the anger in his eyes seemed to devour him. The cold voice said: "Beast like you, and the beasts who don't even care about affection, are not worthy of living in the world at all."
When the words were falling, the golden light of Ye Qiuzhou became more dazzling, and a strong sense of oppression was swept towards the Prince of the Hades.
Ye Qiu approached the Prince of the Ming Dynasty step by step. Every time he stepped forward, the world was buzzing and trembling, as if he was serving his majesty.
When there was a distance between the two, Ye Qiu moved.
He jumped up, then overwhelmed down, bringing the supreme power, stepped on.