Ye Qingmei and Xiaolong did not fight in the end. Miao Miao put her hands on her hips and put on a super fierce expression, blocking them in front of them and stopping them.
"It's not convenient today. I will discuss it with you when I have free time later." Ye Qingmei said with a smile as she saw Xiaolong slowly calm down.
Although she shouted that she did not want to fight Xiaolong, in fact, as a natural swordsman, she was quite happy to feel the power of the Zhuxian Sword Formation. Now that the battle could not proceed, she felt somewhat regretful.
I think that when I have the opportunity in the future, I must find an opportunity to experience this first killing formation in the world.
Then Ye Qingmei walked over and patted Xiaolong on the shoulder, and comforted: "Who doesn't have any hidden dangers? It's really difficult for men to have problems. Don't worry, I will never tell anyone in the future!"
Xiaolong's anger, which he had finally suppressed, was about to burst out again.
Just listening to her words, it was as if he had some unspeakable manly problem...
He's just bald!
With a snort in his mouth, Xiaolong decided to ignore Ye Qingmei. This girl was indeed of the same blood as Ye Chui. She was worthy of being his half-sister born from Ye Chui's divine blood... She was just like her.
Confusing.
The trio of Shen Yun came here to get the Immortal Killing Sword. Now that they had obtained the Immortal Killing Sword, they were ready to leave the fog of chaos and return to Winter City. Ye Qingmei was still a little concerned about the battle in the fog, but was persuaded away by Meow Meow.
After leaving the fog of Chaos, the trio slowly headed towards Winterfell.
The matter was over, and they were not in a hurry, so they hurried on slowly.
A few hours later, the three of them passed a small camp.
There was a fire burning there, and thirteen people were sitting around the fire, chatting and grilling food. Judging from their appearance, they were all survivors who had entered the battle royale game.
Encountering them was nothing to the trio of Shenyun. Ye Qingmei took out a white mask and hid her body. Xiaolong and Miaomiao also used their hidden powers to hide their bodies. They were indifferent to the killings in the world of survivors.
Interested, I was originally going to walk by quietly like this.
But unfortunately, just as she was walking through the camp, Ye Qingmei heard what they were talking about——
"...Hehe, that boy Ye Chui is really a genius. I don't know what he did to that patriarch. He actually asked him to establish a church to target him. Such a guy is unique among the survivors."
The speaker was a necromancer with a dead-like grayish-white skin. As he spoke, he played with a small spiritual creature in his outstretched hand, which was the soul of a bird.
I saw the Necromancer grabbing it hard, and the little bird's spirit screamed silently, and was crushed into pieces by the Necromancer. He stretched out his dark green tongue, licked his lips, and continued: "Wait a minute.
After capturing Ye Chui, I must study his soul carefully, hehehe..."
The flames burning in the fire suddenly flickered.
Miao Miao and Xiao Long were about to stop Ye Qingmei, but it was too late. Ye Qingmei released the secret ability of the white mask and appeared in front of the group.
My kind-hearted brother is really pitiful. So many people are deliberately trying to harm him. How can she, as a sister, ignore it?
They deceive people too much!
Miaomiao and Xiaolong exchanged glances, shook their heads helplessly, and appeared one after another. Their figures appeared not far away like ghosts.
The thirteen people came from various major organizations, and they stayed here to support their accomplices. One of their accomplices was rushing to Winterfell to perform a mission. When they saw Ye Qingmei and three people appearing inexplicably, the thirteen people immediately became nervous, but they found out
They felt a little more relaxed now that there were no more people.
In the world of survivors, the thirteen of them are considered top players.
"There are thirteen of us, and you only have three." The Necromancer said coldly.
"SO?" Ye Qingmei's native English came out. She hooked her fingers, and swords appeared densely behind her, aiming at the thirteen people.
"Wan, Wan Sword Returns to the Sect!" Someone among the thirteen people exclaimed, recognizing what it was.
In the world of survivors, there is only one person who can use the ability of Ten Thousand Swords to Return to the Clan. At this moment, they thought of the legend that one person is enough to challenge a large organization.
This girl is from the Godfall Organization, and the other two...
"Don't be nervous, we won't take action." Miao Miao saw their frightened eyes, so she smiled and explained, "Our mission has nothing to do with you. This time, Sister Qingmei insists on taking action, and we will not interfere casually.
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"You guys can't even block my sword, so it's not worth my while." Xiaolong said coldly.
He had newly acquired the Immortal Killing Sword Formation and was eager to test the power of the most powerful killing formation in the world. However, he should choose a strong opponent for his first battle. These ordinary passers-by were not worthy of him at all. Even Ye Qingmei was not enough.
Ge, this is also the main reason why he just calmed down his anger.
He was going to give this great honor to Shen Yun Ye Chui, only he could make Xiaolong happy.
"I will explain this matter to my boss later. Don't worry, I won't leave anyone alive!" Ye Qingmei was about to take action and explained to Xiaolong and Miaomiao.
Xiaolong snorted, shook his head and sighed. He actually understood Ye Qingmei's reaction. He knew that she was thinking about her brother, and he couldn't see someone secretly trying to kill her brother. But after all, Ye Qingmei was still too young and wanted to grow up.
She has to go through hardships. Isn’t her behavior like this just counterproductive? It won’t be of much benefit to Ye Chui’s future growth...
Then, just at this moment, a white shadow suddenly flashed in front of Xiaolong and Miaomiao.
That was exactly the companion that these thirteen people were responding to. This companion of theirs had the mutant ability of Quicksilver in the X-Men and could move at super-light speed. They used this ability to go to Winterfell for detection, and at this time he
When he returned, he was still holding someone in his arms. It was Ao Xing who was brought from Winterfell and was already unconscious.
"..." For a moment, Xiaolong felt that his heart skipped a beat.
Damn, these people are actually here for my son!?
——When Ao Xing was plundered, Xiaolong had already become a Yechui Ringwraith and knew about it. However, he had just become a Ringwraith at that time and his memory was unclear. When he encountered the camp of the thirteen people, there was no one there.
I can think of this old thing, but I didn't react until now.
The Kuaiyin ability user rushed here with Ao Xing, not knowing what happened, but he soon realized that although he was moving at high speed, Xiaolong and Miaomiao seemed to be able to detect his movements... So he
He made a quick decision, threw Ao Xing away, raised his iron fist and hit Xiaolong in the face.
Bang bang, the iron fist device worn by Kuaiyin on his arm shattered instantly, and Kuaiyin's hand was also injured, and he let out a cry of pain.
Xiaolong was not harmed in any way.
But the wig he wore on his head fell off with a squeak.
Meow Meow: "Wow!"
Ye Qingmei also looked over subtly.
Blue veins popped up on Xiaolong's face, and his eyes were extremely cold: "You have seen things you shouldn't have seen..."
He just wanted to find an excuse for himself to get angry.
The power of the Four Zhuxian Swords burst out of the body in an instant, entangled together, and turned into the most terrifying and fierce murderous intention in the world. The invisible murderous intention instantly locked onto the person who was waiting in full formation, preparing to fight Ye Qingmei.
Thirteen people.
But the quicksilver esper took the opportunity to activate his ability and ran away.
Xiaolong glanced at Kuaiyin who was escaping, and snorted in his heart, even if I kill you at the speed of light, you can't even think of escaping... But then he thought that Ye Chui in this timeline should be rushing here at this time, he
He just happened to encounter Kuaiyin who was escaping and killed Kuaiyin, so Xiaolong ignored Kuaiyin and walked towards the thirteen people.
At this moment, the thirteen people felt that death was shrouding them, their bodies were unable to move, and their eyes were full of horror.
Ye Qingmei couldn't help but swallowed her saliva and said to Xiaolong: "It's a bit too much..."
It’s the first time that your strongest killing array in the world has shown its power. It’s such a waste to use it on these rubbish!
Xiaolong glanced at Ye Qingmei coldly. My son was so kind and was knocked unconscious by them. No one can stop me today... He activated the power of the Killing Immortal Sword Formation and instantly descended on the thirteen people.
Like a small boat being easily overturned by strong winds and waves, like a mortal caterpillar being crushed to death by someone, like a drop of water falling into the sun-scorched desert... Those thirteen people did not make any resistance at this moment, and even had no power in their hearts.
Any intention of confrontation was met with nothing but absolute despair.
The sword energy that seemed like doomsday was coming was instantly restrained.
Thirteen people are still standing in the same place, but they are already dead. They appear to be harmless on the outside, but every inch of their body has been cut countless times by the sword energy. Even their souls have been torn apart, with not even a trace left.
Down……
The flames beside the fire were flickering.
Since the beginning of Game of Gods, this is the first time that the Zhuxian Sword Formation has been assembled to form the power of this artifact.
The first time the sword array was released after its combination was at this moment, against the thirteen people.
This...can be regarded as the richest burial in the world, right?
Puff, puff, puff, thirteen people fell to the ground one after another.