Ye Wushuang stepped on Long Yi's back with his right foot, like a divine king sweeping the world, and his grace as a peerless master was unmistakable.
This is an eternal picture.
White clothes are better than snow, unparalleled in the world!
"Long Yi, I take back what I said to you before."
"You are not useless."
"You're trash!"
Ye Wushuang sarcastically said.
"ah……"
Long Yi roared, put his hands on the ground, exerted force on his knees, and slowly arched his back.
Boom!
Ye Wushuang's right foot shook slightly, and Long Yi was stepped on the ground again, coughing up blood.
"ah……"
Long Yi continued to resist.
This time, a terrifying aura appeared on his back, and black mist surrounded him. He tried desperately to break free from Ye Wushuang's feet.
However, no matter how Long Yi struggled, Ye Wushuang's feet remained motionless like a mountain.
"Ahhhh——"
Long's eyes were scarlet and he roared unwillingly, feeling both angry and aggrieved inside.
He did not expect that more than twenty years ago, he was not Ye Wushuang's opponent, and more than twenty years later, he was still not Ye Wushuang's opponent.
So hateful!
So angry!
Long Yi shouted loudly: "Ye Wushuang, you used insidious means to plot against me. You are despicable and shameless. If you have the guts, let me go and have a fair fight with me."
shameless.
Ye Qiu cursed secretly in his heart.
Everyone saw with their own eyes just now that Ye Wushuang suppressed Long Yi directly with one kick and did not use any insidious means.
Master Changmei couldn't help but scolded: "Long Yi, you can say such things, you are even more shameless than me."
Ye Wudi knew Ye Wushuang's temper and said hurriedly: "Brother, don't waste time with him, kill him quickly."
Ye Wushuang did not kill Long Yi on the spot, but kicked him away.
boom!
Long Yi flew dozens of meters away, quickly got up from the ground, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, then looked at Ye Wushuang and said gloomily: "Ye Wushuang, you are too arrogant."
"If you had killed me just now, maybe I would have died in your hands, but you actually let me go."
"I tell you, your death has come."
Ye Wushuang looked disdainful: "Even if you use all kinds of methods, you can't change the fact that you are a waste. Just use whatever means you can."
Long Yi said gloomily: "Okay, now I will let you see the details of our Forbidden City."
Background?
Ye Qiu narrowed his eyes and secretly guessed, does the Forbidden City have any other trump cards?
Long Yi shouted: "Eighteen Guards, come out!"
boom--
Suddenly, an extremely terrifying momentum erupted in the hall.
Immediately afterwards, a group of figures walked out from inside.
One, two, three...
Eighteen in total!
Each of them was tall, wearing golden helmets on their heads, golden armor, and holding cold iron spears.
Judging from their faces alone, they are all very young, at least a hundred years old.
However, there is no trace of old age in their bodies. Their faces are cold and their auras are like dragons, like demon kings. Their bodies release cold murderous aura, which makes people tremble with fear.
Tap tap tap...
Eighteen people walked in uniform steps, like the sound of a divine drum, making everyone tremble.
Ye Qiu took a breath of air. The aura exuded by these eighteen people was only stronger than Long Yi.
"Why are there so many immortal cultivators in the Forbidden City?"
Ye Qiu glanced at Ye Wushuang, and his heart twitched, extremely worried.
As for those people from wealthy families, after seeing these people, their eyes were so hot that they were almost moved to tears.
"Great, I knew that as the most powerful force in the world, the Forbidden City must have a trump card."
"With these eighteen masters, Ye Wushuang will definitely die."
"Ye Wushuang must die, otherwise, when he destroys the Forbidden City, he will come to settle the score with us, and we will all be finished by then."
Long Yi smiled coldly: "These eighteen people are our guards in the Forbidden City."
"The meaning of their existence is to protect the Forbidden City."
"Ye Wushuang, if you dare to mess with me, you will die."
The Eighteen Guards of the Forbidden City had no expression on their faces. They walked behind Long Yi and stopped, looking like eighteen hills, which was suffocating.
"It's just trash, what a waste!"
Ye Wushuang just glanced at the Eighteen Forbidden Guards lightly, and then looked away, as if these eighteen people were just a group of ants in his eyes.
"You Ye Wushuang, you dare to be so arrogant when you are about to die. It seems that if I don't give you any color, you really don't know how much you have."
Long Yi's face was livid, and he waved his right hand: "Up!"
The guard standing at the front immediately took action, rushing towards Ye Wushuang like a bolt of lightning.
When he was still five meters away from Ye Wushuang, the guard thrust out the cold iron spear in his hand.
In an instant, hundreds of gun shadows appeared in the sky, shrouding Ye Wushuang.
Facing such a powerful attack, Ye Wushuang's expression showed no fluctuation. He just slowly raised his right hand and stretched out his index and middle fingers.
Then, he slashed with his fingers.
The light flows like electricity.
"Qiang!"
A sword whistle sounded.
The next second, the hundreds of gun shadows that enveloped him disappeared without a trace.
Everyone looked up and saw that the guard was holding half a cold iron spear in his hand, and his body was frozen on the spot, motionless.
Three seconds passed.
"Crack!"
There was a sudden noise, and the golden helmet and jet black armor on the guard fell apart.
At the same time, a small crack appeared between the guard's eyebrows, and blood overflowed.
The crack was very small at first, and then quickly enlarged, starting from the center of the eyebrow all the way down, passing through the nose, philtrum, mouth, neck, chest, navel...
Finally, a complete body is split into two.
Blood stained the snow on the ground.
When the onlookers saw this scene, their whole bodies became cold. Even the heads of wealthy families could no longer keep calm at this time.
Some people looked desperate, some were paralyzed on the ground, and some were so frightened that they fainted...
Ye Wushuang is too strong.
Desperately strong.
As for Ye Qiu and others, everyone's blood was boiling.
Long Yi's face was solemn. He knew the strength of this guard very well, but he didn't expect that he couldn't block Ye Wushuang's attack.
"What is your cultivation level?" Long Yi couldn't help but ask. He had wanted to ask this question for a long time.
"You want to know?" Ye Wushuang smiled faintly: "You will know if you try it."
"Hmph, Ye Wushuang, don't think that you can survive just by killing a guard."
"I will kill you at all costs today."
"I will tell the world that anyone who goes against our Forbidden City, no matter who they are, no matter what their identity is, no matter how strong they are, will not end well."
Long Yi turned around and ordered the remaining seventeen guards: "Come together and kill him for me."
boom!
Seventeen guards took action together to kill Ye Wushuang.
