A long wind blew up, and Yong Yesheng was seen blasting out with both hands, his left hand thundering palm, thirty-two light blades, his right hand blood shadow fist, fist wind bursts, tearing open the sky, leaving a trail of afterimages in the sky.
Eventually, these afterimages connected into an impactful beam of light, heading straight for Ye Qingge.
Thirty-two light blades, like an intertwined heaven and earth net, blocked the way of escape, and then hit Qingge's thirty-two acupuncture points together.
As for the Blood Shadow Fist, it transformed into a fire dragon in the air, roared, and rushed towards Qingge. It was fierce and powerful, without any fancy, and directly hit Qingge's face.
Qingge's body is so slender, thin, and powerless.
Two attacks came one after another. Qing Ge narrowed his eyes and used the remaining mental power to consume some of the power of the thirty-two light blades. He then drew the dark elements into his blood vessels and injected the evil spirit of the Blood Demon Flower into the surface of his skin.
Under the cover of the Blood Demon Flower, the affairs of the dark elements will not be discovered by anyone, even Yong Yesheng, who has vast magical powers from heaven to earth.
The Thunder Palm and the Blood Shadow Fist hit Qing Ge one after another. Qing Ge's body was like a kite with its string cut off, and flew out directly.
Although the Blood Demon Flower and Dark Element could withstand some damage, Ye Qingge couldn't bear the double attack from the Five Swords Spiritual Master.
All the people saw was that Qingge's body was thrown up high and then hit hard.
When she fell to the ground, she couldn't hold it back, and a mouthful of blood spurted out, and then sprinkled on her face.
Qing Ge's face was covered with blood, especially the blood demon flower on half of his face, which slowly bloomed, charming but not glamorous.
Qingge's body convulsed a few times, and then there was no movement.
She opened her eyes wide and looked at the night sky, a crescent moon and a few stars, which were indescribably beautiful.
She was so tired in her life, she kept running and never rested.
In fact, it is very pleasant to stop occasionally and enjoy the beautiful scenery.
It was deathly silent all around, and you could hear a needle drop.
All eyes were on her.
No one dared to come forward, but everyone was worried.
At this point, outsiders can only watch.
Qing Ge frowned.
It hurts.
It was like a truck ran over her and her bones were all broken.
Qingge was covered in blood and sweat, and her three thousand white hair were wet and stuck to her neck.
There are two more attacks.
As long as she survives it one more time, it will be fine.
Qing Ge's consciousness was a little scattered. No matter how strong her will was, she was not ironclad.
Five thousand high-level magical beasts looked at this scene with red and wet eyes.
Warcraft, wandering in every corner of the four-star continent, lingering.
They are afraid of being tamed by beast tamers, forming unequal contracts with humans, and becoming slaves of humans. They are even in the Colosseum between nobles, and they like to watch high-level monsters killing each other.
Precisely because high-level monsters are intelligent and can transform into human forms, they hate human beings and wish to eat every one they see.
But in all these years, they have never seen a human being willing to stand up for Warcraft, even at the expense of confronting the emperor of the Four-Star Continent.
They saw with their own eyes that Qing Ge was attacked eight times, and saw her transform from a graceful beauty to a down-and-out king.
Perhaps, from now on, they are willing to follow her and be loyal, even if they sacrifice their lives for her, it doesn't matter.
As long as she's good, that's fine.
Qingge couldn't stand up anymore and fell to the ground.
There were many cracks in the earth, and she was in the center of these cracks, like a spider spirit weaving a large web.
"Night--"
Ji Hua wanted to help Qingge up, but Jin Chanzi stopped her, "She can stand up."
Ji Hua turned to look at Jin Chanzi, somewhat surprised. Jin Chanzi looked solemn and extremely serious at this moment. His eyes were like fire as he stared at Qing Ge.
He firmly believes that those who can stand up in Ye Qingge do not need anyone to help them.
This is the dignity of a warrior!
People like Xing Tumi and others also knew this truth very well, and they were so anxious that they never moved a step.
Lord Glory looked at him from afar, his eyes were as dark green as snakes and scorpions.
He looked at Qing Ge with a complicated expression.
"Stand up, Ye Qingge." You can do it.
Lord Glory whispered.
He has never admired a person so much, admired her courage and tenacity, and was shocked by her resourcefulness and courage.
However, after half the stick of incense passed, Qingge, who was lying in a pool of blood, still maintained that position, motionless.
No one was impatient, looking at her and encouraging her.
"God bless the four kings, long live my king."
Suddenly, Wei Mu, who was standing with Liang Fu and Bei Ying, bent his knees and knelt on the ground.
Wei Mu looked at Qing Ge with bright eyes and shouted loudly.
In the silent battlefield, his voice was particularly loud, spreading to every corner outside the pass.
After that, it was dead silence again.
After that, people knelt down one after another, until the people outside the city and the hundreds of thousands of soldiers inside and outside the city all knelt down.
Except for a few outsiders here and there, basically everyone was kneeling.
They faced the beauty who fell on the ground, prostrated themselves on the ground, and shouted in unison: "Long live my king, long live, long live my king."
Their faces turned red and their veins bulged as they shouted. Each voice was louder than the other, deafening and soaring into the sky.
Everyone kept shouting.
She is the king of the four kingdoms, and she is the one who lives forever.
Qingge was surrounded by the shouts of hundreds of thousands of people. She frowned, not sober enough, and her consciousness was a little blurry.
It can't be said to be fuzzy. Deep down in her heart, everything was very clear. However, her brain was hot, blank, chaotic, buzzing, and she didn't know what she was thinking.
Qingge tried her best to open her eyes wide, hazy, in the clouds and fog, she seemed to see the man coming on the moon, wearing a red robe, with three thousand black hair, and a pair of eerie eyes, which made people look at her with eerie eyes.
When she was young, she was extremely gentle.
He stood in front of her and stretched out his hand to her.
His hands are so beautiful, as slender as jade, with well-defined bones.
His eyes were full of love and distress, and he said: "Stand up."
The voice is as beautiful as ever, making Qingge fascinated.
The picture turned, and it seemed that she was back half a day ago. She was kneeling on Gui Haiyan's back. She watched Lianhua's body become more and more transparent.
Finally, like fireworks, they bloom and then wither.
"Qingge, you can stand up." Lianhua said.
After saying that, he was shattered again.
Qingge struggled to raise her hand, and her bloody hand touched Ji Yue's palm, Qingge was greedy for a moment of tenderness.
In an instant, a wisp of fire ignited on Ji Yue's body, burning him.
In the end, he became a hot spot.
Disappear.
Qing Ge's eyes were red and bloodshot, and his pupils suddenly turned green.
She stood up.
Every action is so difficult.
Every time he moved, the fragile bones in his body collided together, making a snapping sound.
It was even suspected that all her bones were broken.
Looking at her, the shouts of long live suddenly stopped.
After the deathly silence, the shouts of all the people rang out again.
"Long live!"
"Long live!"
"Long live my king!"
"..."
Everyone shouted randomly, indicating their excitement.