She raised her head suddenly and glared angrily, only to see a figure as white as snow as the moon.
That dazzling white does not have any immortal spirit, only fierce murderous aura, sweeping the world in an instant!
The witch took a deep breath.
Her hands were cut off by the sword light and were still bleeding. Bones could be seen with the naked eye at the wounds.
Ye Mohan held his sword and walked gracefully through the air, slowly approaching her who was anxious and uneasy.
The demon maid was panicked and frightened, so she used her bloody hands that vibrated at a high frequency to pinch out the magic technique again.
"Bang!"
When the sword light struck, one of the demon maid's hands was cut off directly from the wrist bones.
"Ahhh!"
The demon maid screamed in pain and misery, with cold sweat breaking out all over her body, and her face under the bamboo hat was as pale as paper.
Bai's figure was still walking towards her.
She stumbled back and fell onto the battlefield in the sky.
"How dare you!" the demon maid cried with tears, "I am the Lord of the Upper Realm!"
Upper Bound?
The warriors around were stunned when they heard this.
The heartache completely swallowed up their emotions like a scourge, leaving despair and chilling.
No one could have imagined that this war that tortured the people of the Imperial Realm was actually the work of the Lord of the Upper Realm.
The lower class people in the lower world deserve to be reduced to fish and meat and deserve to be slaughtered by others. Do they deserve to be humbled like grass and grass? Isn’t life worthless?
"The Lord of the Upper Realm?" Ye Mohan whispered, his voice as pleasant as the gurgling mountain spring, like willow leaves supporting the wind, or hibiscus weeping dew.
The witch thought that he was afraid, so she immediately struck the iron while the iron was hot without hesitation: "You are different from those vulgar mortals. You have the breath of God, and you can step into the way of God. My princess will give you the supreme beauty."
In the future, you can go to Qishatian, and you can go to higher places. There will be a better goddess from the upper world walking side by side with you, instead of a person who only knows how to kill and is surrounded by demons...ah ah
Ahhhh!”
Before she finished speaking, nine sword lights pierced through her knees and thighs, and nine shocking blood holes appeared in an instant.
The demon maid was sweating profusely, and the bamboo hat on her head fell off when she struggled. She had a pretty face, but it was frighteningly pale at the moment. The contrast with the bloodshot color of her eyes was sharp and strong.
"Say, keep talking."
Ye Mohan held the Nine-Dragon Sword in his long, thin and white hand, and said casually, as lazily as if he were strolling in the afternoon, with a hidden murderous intent that was ready to go out, but it made people's hearts tremble with fear.
The demon maid dared to speak, so she could only use her strength to put her forehead in a begging pose, "Your Majesty the Sword Emperor, please let me go. I will work hard for you. As long as you are willing to show your dignity, I can do whatever I want."
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"good."
She didn't expect that the Sword Emperor agreed without hesitation.
Just when she looked up with the joy of surviving the disaster, she saw the man slowly raising his sword towards her.
The maidservant was horrified: "How can you break your promise?"
The Sword Emperor said coldly and arrogantly: "Who are you, this emperor, that I want to keep my word for you?"
As soon as he finished speaking, a ruthless smile appeared on the monster's face.
The sword light in his hand passed through the demon maid's body, leaving more than 30 holes, but a small breath of life was left behind.
Even if he is alive, he still suffers pain that is worse than death and is paralyzed.
The last sword light directly cut off her tongue, letting her blood spit out from her throat. However, no matter how hard she tried, she couldn't bite her tongue and commit suicide. She could only slowly wait for death to come and count down her own death.
Time is the most terrifying thing in this world.
Ye Mohan slowly withdrew his eyes, but did not gather all his sharpness and murderous intent.
Of course he knew that this demon maid was just a slave, and those who harmed the Imperial Realm were the people above this slave.
He didn't intend to settle this account slowly. He wanted to settle it all at once, and make it clear about the death of the Imperial Warrior and A Chu's grievance.
Blood debts must, of course, be paid with blood.
The murderous aura that filled the man's body seemed to be condensed into substance, surging in the hunting wind.
And when his eyes settled on that bloody figure, all murderous intent was gone from his body, and his eyes were as gentle and indulgent as the deep sea. He really had the temperament of a fairy, rather than a demon who could only kill people.
"Keng!!"
The knives collided with each other and made a fierce sound.
All the warriors in the Imperial Domain are watching this battle.
"The Human Emperor's sword technique, the first sword, can break through ten thousand swords!"
After Chu Yue pulled away and floated in the air, she fully demonstrated the Human Emperor's sword skills.
In this way, all warriors in the world can see it clearly.
After this battle, warriors will understand the importance of strength.
Not only did she spread the martial arts she gained at the top of the martial arts to the entire continent, allowing all warriors to practice it, she also specially practiced the Human Emperor Sword Technique.
The Green Flame Martial God Sword struck the Ghost Snake Sword and directly cut off a part of the Ghost Snake Sword.
"The Human Emperor's sword technique, the second sword, changes the world!"
Chu Yue drew out the blood-drinking sword that had been silent for a long time, and bumped into the Ghost Snake Sword with a little difficulty, using the force to gain strength.
The appearance of the sword brightened the eyes of countless young men and warriors.
Only then did they realize that moves and martial arts are not just rules-based. There are infinite possibilities if you introduce new ones from the old.
As the swords collided, the palm bones of Chu Yue's right hand cracked with a "click" sound.
Blood overflowed from the bone seams.
"Xiao Chu..." The old uncle burst into tears. Although he felt distressed, he was even more proud of the righteousness in his granddaughter's heart.
No! It’s more admiration than pride.
Once upon a time, when he was still a young man, he would look at the strife-torn Imperial Territory and would drink wine with his old friends on the wall and sigh: When will our Imperial Territory have a true enlightened master?
"Okay, okay." The madam said with a tearful smile.
"The Human Emperor's archery technique, the third arrow, split the dragon's spine!"
Chu Yue kicked Wei Meng's body, and the fire-colored wings spread out on his back, flying far and wide.
She held the Cangming Bow and slowly drew the arrow.
The streamer arrow was aimed at Wei Meng.
Father Wei in the cage suddenly said: "The inner elixir of the ghost beast is in her right eye."
In this regard, a wise daughter is better than a father.
During the battle with Wei Meng, Chu Yue also learned that the inner elixir of the ghost beast was in Wei Meng's right eye, so he finally used the Split Dragon Spine to end the battle.
But Wei's father's words made Wei Meng extremely painful. It was more uncomfortable and helpless than being cut into pieces by a thousand cuts.
She looked at her father with tears streaming down her face.
Her father regarded her as a devil.
"Whoops!" The streamer arrow broke through the air and shot out.
The strong wind blows in gusts.
"Seeking death!" Wei Meng shouted low and dodged the arrow. Just as he was about to let out a contemptuous laugh, he saw Chu Yue stepping on Shunyu before that and a figure appeared behind Wei Meng.
The Cangming Bow was drawn open as if it was predicted, and the arrow filled with the last bit of the power of Burning Sound and the original aura was shot out in advance, just entering Wei Meng's right pupil, shattering it.