Facing Heita Xiaoqing, she didn't have the slightest fear, but more of a disdain.
Others may be afraid of his tall stature and strength, but in her eyes, he is nothing. Compared to the huge fairy monster, he can only be regarded as a little guy.
Facing the giant ax that fell down, she hit it directly with the mace in her hand.
With a piercing sound of gold and iron, the huge mountain-building ax in Black Tower's hand was shaken out of his hand and flew directly out.
"Well……"
The eyes of everyone watching were shattered. The contrast between the two's body shapes was too obvious. One was like a hill, while the other was just a thin little loli.
Normally, no matter how strong Xiao Qing is, it is impossible to defeat Black Tower in terms of strength, but now something abnormal happened.
The mace seemed to be just a casual swing, and it smashed away the giant axe.
The most shocking thing was the Black Tower. In the past, this kind of scene often happened, but he always had the absolute advantage. Today, there was a 360-degree reversal.
At this time, his big hand, which was like a cattail leaf fan, had been shaken and was full of gaps and dripping with blood.
"You're such a loser, get out of here!"
The mace in Xiao Qing's hand swung out again, hitting his chest like lightning.
With a bang, the tall black tower was knocked out like a baseball, and then exploded into a cloud of blood mist in mid-air.
A second-level prehistoric war general, a powerful man equivalent to the human race's greatest immortal, was killed instantly like this.
"hiss……"
There were gasps throughout the city lord's palace, and Xiao Qing's strength refreshed their perceptions time and time again.
At this time, Ye Bufan's faint voice sounded: "Hurry up and hand over the person, otherwise the city lord's mansion will be massacred with blood today!"
Normally, people would consider these words a lunatic, but now everyone's hearts tightened when they heard them.
Because Xiao Qing's performance was so strong that it made them feel scared.
Haimuer was also completely shocked. Only now did he understand why Dong Sen brought these people to him. He was completely helpless.
I also understand why I persuaded myself to make friends with someone just now. It was because the other party was too powerful.
In the fairy world, strength has always determined everything, and having a strong fist is the last word. At this moment, how dare he dare to take advantage of Xiao Qing and Leng Qingqiu?
He took a deep breath and suppressed the anger in his heart: "Jin Meier is not in my city lord's palace. You should leave now. I will no longer hold you responsible for what happened just now. Just pretend that nothing happened."
From Heimure's point of view, even if he had the strength to defeat the opponent, the price he would pay would be too heavy, so he chose to swallow his anger.
It's a pity that he wanted to endure it, but Ye Bufan had no such idea.
The scene in front of him was completely different from what he had seen before with Donghua Immortal King. At that time, he was not strong enough and could only try every means to escape with Leng Qingqiu.
But it's completely different now. With absolute strength, he doesn't need to hold back at all and can completely vent his anger at will.
"I say it again, hand over the person as soon as possible, or I will bloodbath your city lord's mansion!"
"Arrogant! I really think this city lord is afraid of you!"
Heimuel was completely angered and shouted: "Where are the armored soldiers?"
As soon as he finished speaking, heavy footsteps sounded from behind.
Ye Bufan and others looked up and saw a huge formation approaching, with as many as five hundred people.
The most terrifying thing is that the strength of these people has reached the first level of ancient warriors. They are wearing dark iron armor and exude a strong murderous aura.
Heavy armored soldiers are one of the trump cards of the city lord's palace. First-order ancient warriors equipped with armor with super strong defense are unstoppable.
This is the power of the army, which is simply not something ordinary masters can contend with.
It's a pity that Xiao Qing is by no means ordinary. This is a ninth-level fairy monster, and it has dragon blood. In terms of strength, it is comparable to the late human fairy king.
"Is that all there are?"
Xiaoqing glanced at her mouth again, with a look of disdain on her face.
The strength of the first-level ancient warriors is equivalent to that of the fourth-level fairy monsters, which is worse than the army of monsters created by the Nine Nether Yintian Python before.
Besides, the quantity is not enough, so how could she take it seriously?
As soon as her figure flashed, she rushed in with a mace in hand, like a tiger rushing into a flock of sheep.
Originally, the armored soldiers of the city lord's palace were invincible, and they were all extremely arrogant and did not take the little girl in front of them seriously.
But at this moment, I realized that I had no power to fight back in front of others.
What devastated them the most was that the iron armor they used to protect their lives was like paper in front of the mace, and had no defensive effect at all.
For a moment, flesh and blood flew everywhere, and screams continued.
The armored soldier held an iron gun in his hand, but there was no trace of Xiao Qing at all. He was like a lamb waiting to be slaughtered, waiting to be harvested. "This..."
Heimuel's expression became more and more ugly. He had spent a lot of money to build these armored soldiers, but now they were destroyed.
"Damn it!"
He waved his hand behind him and said, "Dragon Iron Guard, take that kid down for me!"
He has been operating as the city lord for so many years, and of course he has more than one trump card in his hand. In addition to the armored soldiers, he also has a divine dragon iron guard.
There are not many of them, only fifty of them, but the one with the lowest cultivation level is the fourth-level prehistoric warrior general, whose strength is even higher than that of the armored soldier.
And he also saw the secret. The opponent had always been fighting in Xiaoqing. Ye Bufan didn't take action. Maybe this young man didn't have much strength.
If he were captured at this time, the little girl would definitely take advantage of him, and she would have the upper hand.
It was out of this consideration that he sent out the Dragon Iron Guard without hesitation.
The speed of these fifty people was much faster than that of the armored soldiers. Their movements were uniform, like unsheathed tigers, and they rushed directly towards Ye Bufan.
Seeing Xiao Qing still slaughtering the armored soldiers there, seemingly unaware of the movement here and showing no intention of coming back for rescue, Haimul secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
Without this little girl, he felt that he was completely sure to take down the opponent.
In fact, it was the same. The Shenlong Iron Guard was as powerful as a rainbow, but at this moment, a sharp sword light suddenly pierced the sky.
A hundred-foot-long sword light fell from the sky, and the fierce sword energy made the surrounding space scream.
The power of this sword is so powerful that compared to it, the Dragon Iron Guard is nothing, as humble as ants.
"No!"
Heimuel let out an unwilling howl. In fact, there was really nothing he could do to stop him.
The sword light swept across, and the fifty dragon iron guards composed of prehistoric generals were all killed on the spot. No one survived.
The whole place was deathly silent, what a terrifying sword strike.
Although it was the Shenlong Iron Guard who faced this sword, everyone around him felt extreme fear.
It was terrible. It was so terrible. Even Heimuel could clearly feel that he could not block this sword at all.
Dong Sen, who had been watching, his eyes widened in an instant. He originally thought that Xiao Qing was the strongest, but he didn't expect that this cold and charming woman was no less powerful.
Who is this young man? How come there are two such powerful women around him?
