Even Ting Qingyu, who was fighting with the enemy, felt the changes in Cheyue.
He was fighting hard at this moment, cruel, ruthless, and thunderous. With one sword strike, he even killed the enemies around him.
There is a smell of blood in the air.
Cheyue's crescent-colored robe was soaked in blood, and was as red as the sunset glow at dusk.
Ting Qingyu glanced at the dead bodies lying beside her, and then she believed that most of these people were killed by Che Yue...[
Xiao Ting's face was livid over there. He naturally did not expect that Che Yue killed more than ten of his men in a short period of time.
Fortunately, the men around him did not participate in the battle, otherwise...
"I didn't expect... In just half a year, a male concubine would make such great progress. I, Xiao Ting, have misjudged the wrong person."
Xiao Ting sneered, crossed the line and walked in front of Che Yue. He concealed the surprise in his eyes and slowly drew his sword.
Those breaths are full of murderous intent and the breath of death.
Ting Qingyu frowned. She remembered that Che Yue had been practicing swordsmanship with her before she lost her memory, but when... he suddenly became so powerful?
However, her skills have improved a lot. Six months ago, it would have been impossible for her to fight against these people from the Imperial Buddhism, right?
"Che, be careful! This man is the emperor and the leader of the Imperial Buddhism. At only fifteen years old, he killed the former leader and took over the leader's position." Ting Qingyu coldly whispered to Che Yue.
Cheyue nodded, very calm and calm. This was the first time in his memory that he had killed so many people, but he didn't have any fear at all. His body was boiling with blood.
The blood was clamoring for him to take action as soon as possible.
Those powers kept impacting in his body.
Ting Qingyu put back her messy thoughts. Xiao Ting was very skilled, and she was afraid that Cheyue wouldn't be able to deal with him alone.
So, he stood next to Che Yue, his hands stained with the blood of the men in black. The men in black behind Xiao Ting were so nervous that they were about to draw their swords.