"Farewell to You Pavilion and see you again in the back mountain. Senior Sister Yan is still as charming as ever."
Chu Yue laughed slowly, neither humble nor overbearing.
Yan Hongyuan smiled and said nothing, gently playing with the gauze-like gloves, with two severed fingers looming.
Chu Yue looked at the road leading to the Demon Suppressing Platform. It was not just the current one, there were also passages next to it.
But if you take a detour at this moment and your morale is low, you will become sluggish and your performance at the Demon Suppression Platform will also be poor.
Moreover, when the Thirty-Six Evil Demons appear on the Demon Suppression Platform, they will eventually encounter each other with swords, guns and swords. It is not possible to take a step back and gain a brighter future.
"The Demon Suppression Platform will be opened soon, so I won't trouble you all here."
A faint smile appeared on the corners of Chu Yue's lips, and with a wave of her arms, she led the people to ignore the thirty-six evil spirits of the Netherworld Palace, and walked along this road towards the Demon Suppression Platform.
Everyone followed suit.
Chu Yue only took a few steps when several male disciples from the Thirty-Six Evils stretched out their hands to stop her.
A handsome man wearing a black cloak walked out from behind, his features looked familiar.
At first glance, Chu Yue knew it was Qiao Zhu who had had a quarrel at the feast in You Pavilion that night.
Qiao Zhu pulled out the Square Heavenly Halberd and twisted his neck, making a frightening sound.
Walking to Chu Yue, the Fangtian Halberd in Qiao Zhu's hand made a sharp arc from the sky and landed between Chu Yue's eyebrows. She said with a smile: "Junior sister has been in the academy for so long, how come she still doesn't understand the rules? This
According to the rules and etiquette of the academy, Thirty-Six Sha will go first. Junior sister, you should choose another path."
Several female disciples pulled out their sword blades and intertwined them. The sword edges seemed to form a dragnet, blocking the way forward!
The anger and fighting spirit are on the verge of breaking out, and even the sound of the wind is chilling.
Chu Yue remained as still as a mountain, facing the Fang Tianji that Qiao Zhu stabbed in front of her eyebrows, not even blinking.
"Senior Brother Qiao is still ignorant... I guess he doesn't know something..."
Chu Yue carried the ax in one hand and tapped the square halberd with the long finger of the other hand. With sharp eyes, she said methodically: "We want this road."
Qiao Zhu narrowed her eyes slightly: "Presumptuous!"
"Junior Brother Qiao, why are you talking so much nonsense to her?"
The young female disciple named Dugu Lan, whose whole body was filled with a terrifying martial arts storm, glared at Chu Yue: "Ye Chuyue, are you going to give way to this road? Or... senior brothers and sisters
, come to invite you in person?"
Under her leadership, the Thirty-Six Evil Netherworld disciples surrounded and suppressed this place, emitting martial arts profound power and condensing a new hurricane!
Chu Yue's eyes were still as before, motionless, and she slowly raised her eyes, looking at the menacing Thirty-Six Sha with her cold eyes indifferently.
Behind, Leng Qingshuang took a few steps forward with her slender legs, pulled out the two short knives from her waist, responded without timidity, tilted her head and said, "Ye Chuyue, are you the one who can shout?"
Dugulan frowned, and the fury of thunder burst out from all over her body.
"A mere disciple of Xuanji dares to be so rude and rude!"
Dugulan opened her mouth and saw behind Chu Yue. Even though everyone was not as strong as the Nether Palace disciples, they all drew their weapons without hesitation!
The strong wind lifted the broken hair on Xiao Li's forehead, revealing his amber eyes. She walked to the left side of Chu Yue and slashed the demon-breaking knife on the ground.
Ye Ying carried the battle ax on her shoulder and walked away at the same time as Xiao Li, stopping at the right side of Chu Yue. The blood-colored ax slashed forward, drawing a fiery light blade in the air.
The flower-marked sword is like a rainbow, and the energy is like jade.
Even Zhou Xuan, Shen Qingfeng and others had taken out their weapons.
Yan Nanji swung a huge golden hammer, looked over with a smile on her face, and said loudly: "Let us see how we can invite you, brothers and sisters!"
The atmosphere was tense.
Among Tu Weiwei's group, Star-Zhan disciples Jiang Tang and Han Liuyun were both afraid of the power of Netherworld.
Jiang Tang tugged on Tu Weiwei's sleeve and whispered: "Senior Sister Tu, let's go through the left path..."
Only halfway through her words, she saw Tu Weiwei's blood-killing sword coming out of its sheath, gathering around Chu Yue, her civet-like brown eyes as bloodthirsty as ever.
Chu Yue looked at him and smiled, feeling as warm as the spring sun in her heart.