Facing the disciples from Baguio Palace who rushed over, Mr. Fu smiled coldly: "You don't overestimate your capabilities!"
Then, he raised his sword and shouted angrily: "Kill!"
An army of tens of thousands of people immediately marched toward Baguio Palace.
The two parties met and a bloody battle broke out.
Although Baguio Palace is full of female disciples, they are determined and strong, so even though they are at a huge disadvantage in terms of numbers, they are still very brave.
On the other hand, looking at Zenith Mountain, although it is difficult to resist the fierceness of Baguio Palace, their numerical advantage allows them to rely on this to crush the battle even without using experts.
In just a few minutes, the advantage of the human sea tactic was infinitely magnified, and the female disciples of Baguio Palace began to retreat steadily, fighting and retreating.
The simple thing is that as the palace master of Baguio Palace, Ning Yue not only has outstanding appearance, but also has extremely high cultivation level. She has reached the first level of slaying evil and can be regarded as a master.
Otherwise, it would be difficult for Baguio Palace to develop stably in Qinglong City for hundreds of years and reach its current scale!
From a certain point of view, Fu Ye's attack on Baguio Palace was supported by Yaoshen Pavilion because Yaoshen Pavilion was deceived by Fu Ye and thought it was impossible to win over Baguio Palace, so it was unwilling to leave Ning Yue as a threat.
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After all, Ning Yue has already achieved such a level of cultivation at a very young age, and if she refuses to submit to Yaoshen Pavilion, if time passes, she will definitely be a big trouble for Yaoshen Pavilion.
At this time, Ning Yue saw that her disciple could no longer hold on any longer. She moved her long sword in her hand and flew directly to the front line, striking the sky with her sword.
A green sword shadow suddenly blasted towards the front row.
When the green light hit, the dozens of Zending Mountain disciples who were rushing ahead suddenly felt their chests explode.
Bang!
With a loud noise, a row of people flew away, knocking down a large wall of more than a dozen people behind them.
There was originally a huge crowd of people, but suddenly a big crater was blown out by Ning Yue's blow.
Han Sanqian smiled slightly. People in the evil-killing realm are indeed not bad.
Seeing this, Mr. Fu smiled coldly: "This stinky bitch is not only good-looking, she is also fierce and fucking exciting. She is interesting, interesting, and I want to live."
With a wave of his hand, an old man in green clothes beside Mr. Fu flew directly out, followed closely by four middle-aged men in medical suits.
The goal of this group of people is very clear, aiming directly at Ning Yue.
Although the old man in green is very old, he is extremely fast, and he is holding a very strange magic weapon with a skull on it in his hand, which emits a strange green light.
The four medicine-coaters also aimed their palms at Ning Yue.
Faced with the flanking attack by five people, Ning Yue couldn't resist it for a while. As soon as the long sword in her hand was restrained by the old man in green, the four palms attacked directly.
If he were an ordinary person, he would probably be hit by the four palms on the spot and die on the spot. However, Ning Yue was indeed very talented and her mind was extremely calm. She used an extremely narrow space to avoid the attack of the four palms.
But just as she was dodging it, Four Palms suddenly sprayed out a stream of red powder from their sleeves.
Ning Yue was unable to dodge, and although she quickly covered herself up, her body and face were still sprayed with powder.
While she was confused, the old man in green slapped Ning Yue directly on the shoulder.
Ning Yue immediately flew backwards for several meters. Even with the support of many disciples, blood still spurted out from her mouth.
"Palace Master!"
Several disciples supported her nervously, their eyes full of fear.
Not because of fear of death, but because of worry about Ning Yue, because the red powder sprinkled on Ning Yue's body was like sparks on her clothes, burning the clothes into several holes, but those sprinkled on her face and neck
The red powder on her face suddenly disappeared, as if it had soaked into her skin.
"I'm fine." Ning Yue only felt that the place where she was sprayed by the red powder was like a fire. The place on her shoulder where she was hit by the palm of the old man in green was becoming more and more painful.
Ningyue knew that she was seriously injured, but at this time, she had no choice but to grit her teeth and persist.
Looking at the old man in green, Ning Yue frowned coldly.
"Luo Fu, a high-level expert in killing evil, you really think highly of my Baguio Palace." Ning Yue said coldly.
The old man in green had a proud and natural smile on his lips, and Mr. Fu behind him was even more arrogant. The old man in green smiled and said: "Since you know, are you going to surrender and be captured? Or should I tie you to Mr. Fu's bed myself?
forward?"
"Bah! Even if I die, I, Ning Yue, will not let you succeed." Ning Yue was furious and was about to rush over with the sword in hand. However, with this luck, she suddenly felt a tightness in her chest, and then a stream of blood spurted out again.
came out.
"You've been hit by the Duanjin Powder from my Yaoshen Pavilion, and you still want to move?" The four leaders of the Yaoshen Pavilion sneered.
"Want to die? Sometimes, the weak have no right to choose life or death." The old man in green sneered.
"Only Mr. Fu can make the difference between your life and death." Mr. Fu smiled lewdly.
Those who understood the humiliating meaning of these words would naturally know what he meant by life and death. When several female disciples from the Baguio Palace saw the palace master being so humiliated, they rushed forward with swords in hand.
Ningyue wanted to stop it, but quickly gave up the idea.
The opponent has such a master, and their numbers are completely overwhelming, so what can they do if they are held back?
Not dead yet?!
Whether you die early or die late, isn’t it still death?!
"kill!"
Gritting her teeth and shouting angrily, Ning Yue would fight to the end even if she had no luck, and she would die with her disciples.
"It's just looking for death."
The old man in green twitched his lips coldly, turned over, jumped over a group of people, and grabbed Ningyue directly. With just two moves, Ningyue was beaten back and forth.
But just when the old man in green was struck with another palm, a black shadow suddenly appeared, and then a palm corresponding to the old man in green was struck.
Snap!
The two palms face each other.
The expression of the old man in green with a ferocious smile suddenly changed, and he stared blankly at the black figure in front of him. Before he could see the person clearly, he suddenly felt a sharp pain in his palm.
Bang!
There was a loud noise, and the old man in green suddenly felt a strange force radiating directly from the opponent's palm. As soon as he came into contact with the strange force, he was blasted away several steps without even having time to resist.
After a few steps, the old man in green finally managed to steady his figure, and the feet that had been controlling his center of gravity now directly stepped on the green bricks on the ground to crack them.
This made the old man in green couldn't help but feel horrified.
What a strong internal force.
"Didn't your mother teach you not to hit women?"
In front of Ningyue was the figure on the eaves. At this moment, she suddenly discovered that this figure was unusually cold and tall.
The old man in green didn't say anything. Although he felt very uncomfortable with these words, he could only look at the masked man opposite him with eager eyes.
Seeing Han Sanqian appear, Fu Ye also frowned.
"You are so old and you are disrespectful, so I will take care of you for your mother."
As soon as he finished speaking, Han Sanqian's figure suddenly flashed and disappeared from the spot.
