At this moment, in that valley, waves of air burst out.
The princes and daughters of the Daqian Dynasty dealt with the people of the Yanyun Dynasty like they were playing prey in a cage.
At this moment, Yan Wushuang's skirt and armor were broken in many places, she was coughing up blood at the corner of her mouth, and she was seriously injured.
But her flawless white cheeks still showed perseverance.
Over the past year or so, although Yan Wushuang has suffered from mental injuries at times, it has also made her character more tenacious.
Ji Ling and others on the side were also severely injured, with blood streaming from the corners of their mouths, while their eyes were coldly staring at the Daqian Dynasty.
Princess Feng Xi also took action, but it was only symbolic. On the other hand, the other geniuses of the Feng Ni Dynasty around her took action without any scruples.
"The news has been out for so long. It seems that the sword leader of the Sword Dynasty is either scared or doesn't take you in his eyes at all." The eldest prince shook his head and seemed a little disappointed.
"We never thought about asking others to help us!" Yan Wushuang's beautiful eyes were cold.
Indeed, their Yanyun Dynasty is not very powerful.
Yan Wushuang and the others are definitely not the top geniuses in the Holy Emperor Realm.
But so what?
Yan Wushuang never thought about relying on Jian Dynasty, let alone relying on Jian Kui, or Mu Xingzhu and others.
If he had asked for help, Yan Wushuang could have sent a message to Mu Xingzhu long ago.
But she didn't!
Because Yan Wushuang has her own stubbornness and strength and will not ask for help casually.
Except for Ye Guchen, who has disappeared for a long time, Yan Wushuang has never really relied on another person!
"Ha... I really admire you. If you hadn't been defiled by that sword master, I would really like to take you into my harem." The eldest prince's eyes became more and more appreciative.
He has seen many charming and charming women.
But a girl as strong and independent as Yan Wushuang is very rare.
"Daydream about the blue sky!" Ji Ling's eyebrows were raised, anger pouring out of his eyes.
The eldest prince was so shameless. Not only did he accuse Yan Wushuang of being inappropriate, he even tried to take Yan Wushuang into his harem.
If Ji Ling had the ability, he would definitely tear the eldest prince to pieces.
At this moment, the sounds of fighting in the valley also attracted the attention of many geniuses.
In addition to the news that spread, some geniuses passed by and came here to watch the fun.
"It seems that the sword leader of the Sword Dynasty is really scared and doesn't dare to come..."
"That's not necessarily the case. Although the sword leader's divine palace was destroyed, his physical body is unparalleled."
"By the way, I seem to have heard the news before. The sword leader made a strong move over Wanbaoyan and killed Jin Taiji, who was third on the sword list, and the two princes and daughters of the Tianxing Dynasty."
"Is this really true?"
Many geniuses were whispering outside the valley.
But at this moment, all the geniuses felt that there was an extremely murderous intention coming from a distance.
Those geniuses turned their heads and looked suddenly.
Suddenly, he saw a ray of thunder light up in the sky in the distance, flying towards the valley at the speed of thunder and lightning.
"Who is that?"
"It's so fast. Who has such ability?"
Looking at the thunder shadow, many talented people exclaimed.
And that thunder shadow was obviously coming towards the valley.
"Could it be that it was rumored before that Chen Qingxiao would come to kill the sword leader?" Some geniuses asked doubtfully.
Finally, the figure approached and arrived directly outside the valley.
And when everyone saw that figure, an emotion called horror and fear appeared on everyone's faces.
Their scalps were numb and they took a deep breath, never expecting that this person was coming.
The person who came was a slender and muscular young man in black clothes, with a charming and handsome face, exuding a cold aura.
Three thousand white hairs are flying in the sky, the left eye is dark and deep, and the right eye is dark gold and mysterious.
He is like a demon king coming here!
It’s Dugu Qiu Mo!
"He is the number one on the blood list of the Moro Dynasty, Dugu Qiu Mo!"
Many people took a breath and retreated involuntarily out of fear.
Because Dugu Qiumo’s reputation is too great.
When he was still in the Moro Dynasty, he was famous all over the world and was a real white-haired murderer.
Of course, what made Dugu Qiumo even more famous was the test in the Holy City of Creation.
The battle strength test of the Wu Monument is as high as ninety-two.
The Holy Lotus test even reached the heaven-defying forty-nine leaves, which is on par with the Haotian Dragon.
Who is not afraid of this kind of qualification, who is not afraid of it, and who is disrespectful to it?
Dugu Qiumo glanced coldly at the people outside the valley, and those geniuses hurriedly retreated, indicating that they had nothing to do with him.
Dugu Qiumo didn't bother to pay attention and directly ducked into the valley.
The prodigies on the periphery paid close attention and cast their eyes on him.
"Dear me, why is this demon king here?"
"He has nothing to do with this."
Many people are confused and don't know why.
At this time, in the valley.
Yan Wushuang and others were covered in blood, and the oil was almost exhausted.
"Aren't you here yet?" The eldest prince frowned.
"Brother Imperial, why not just kill these people? The sword master will naturally come to us if he is angry." The second princess said in a sinister tone.
For some reason, she just couldn't stand Yan Wushuang.
Why was Yan Wushuang able to win the favor of the sword chief of the Sword Dynasty?
And she can't?
Maybe this is jealousy between women.
Therefore, the second princess wanted to kill Yan Wushuang with her own hands.
"Alas, it seems that this is all we can do." The eldest prince sighed, looking at Yan Wushuang, feeling a little pity.
On the other side, Princess Feng Xi's beautiful eyes showed a hint of struggle and unbearable.
But at this moment, a breath suddenly spread from behind, causing the eldest prince and others to change their colors slightly.
The eldest prince didn't even look back, and said in a cold voice: "The Daqian Dynasty is here to do business, and all the rest, get out of here!"
Strong and domineering attitude.
However, a whisper like the Jiuyou Demon God came out: "What is the Daqian Dynasty?"
"Be bold!"
The eldest prince and others turned back suddenly.
But when they saw the cold figure standing in the void with white hair flying.
The eldest prince's expression changed.
The second princess's face suddenly turned pale.
The third prince Yang Haoyu was also stunned.
"Moro Dynasty... Dugu Qiu Mo..." The eldest prince's tone trembled slightly and he spoke in disbelief.
He never thought that the person who appeared was Dugu Qiumo.
And, what is he doing here?
Everyone in the Daqian Dynasty was puzzled.
But there are other people here, such as Princess Feng Xi, Yan Wushuang, Ji Ling and others.
When their eyes fell on Dugu Qiumo's face, their expressions were all stunned.
So similar...
Although there are some differences in the corners of the eyes and eyebrows, they are at least 70% similar to that figure.
Yan Wushuang's delicate body was trembling slightly.
Although she had heard of Dugu Qiumo before, she had never seen it before. This was the first time she had seen it.
If Dugu Qiumo's temperament wasn't so evil and cold, she would even misunderstand him and mistake him for Ye Guchen.
"This...why does he look so much like...Junior Brother Ye?" Ji Ling whispered, his beautiful eyes widened, and he took a deep breath.
"No...impossible..." Yan Wushuang shook his head.
In her heart, Ye Guchen has a deep and calm temperament and an open mind.
It is definitely not so evil and cold, with a murderous and murderous intention.
and……
Ye Guchen took the Nine Deaths without Regrets Pill.
Even though Yan Wushuang never wanted to believe that he was dead.
But I still knew in my heart that the probability of Ye Guchen still being alive was almost non-existent.