A sudden sound of breaking wind sounded, and the arrow left the string from Qingge's fingertips, heading straight for Zhongnan Yun's eyebrows at an extremely fast speed.
Zhongnan Yun suddenly took a breath of air, swallowed his saliva, and looked at the arrows that were shooting towards him with fear.
Demon Palace turned slightly, grabbed Zhongnan Yun with quick eyes and hands, and pulled him to the side, trying to avoid the fatal blow.
But it was difficult for him to capture the speed of the arrow. Even if he used the fastest reaction to pull Zhongnanyun away, the sharp and shocking arrow still penetrated Zhongnanyun's shoulder blade.
"Pfft!!"
Zhongnan Yun vomited blood and subconsciously covered his injured shoulder. Thick and dazzling blood overflowed from his fingers.
"Ye Wuhen!" Demon Palace was furious: "Do you know what you are doing? You can die if you want. Don't you want to think about the demons behind you? Aren't you afraid that the You clan army will slaughter your Moyuan clan and make you a demon?
The blood of the clan has flowed into a river, and no one has survived?"
Qingge's body was hanging in the air, and the strong wind lifted up her open robe, making a hunting sound.
The pair of eyes embedded in the monster's face were flashing with bloodthirsty arcs of light, like a world-destroying boy who had stepped out of the vampire clan.
"Then you might as well give it a try. Should I kill you, the Tongtian You clan, first, or should you kill me, Demon Abyss first?"
The young man raised his head, smiled cruelly, and made a creepy sound.
Demon Temple looked at those blood-red eyes and was extremely shocked.
He must have seen this person somewhere!
But he couldn’t remember it anyway!!
Demon Palace frowned tightly, and Zhongnanyun, who was hit by an arrow next to him, bared his teeth and let out a heart-rending scream.
"Kill her! Kill her for this prince! This prince will spread his ashes! This prince..."
Zhong Nanyun's voice stopped suddenly, and his eyes were filled with fear. He saw the young man at the end of his field of vision, arranging his bow and stringing it again in the hunting wind, and the terrifying arrows were aimed at him again.
At this moment, Zhongnan Yun's heart seemed to stop.
"Ye Wuhen! Presumptuous!"
A roaring sound like muffled thunder came from the end of the horizon.
While singing softly and stringing the strings, I followed the sound and saw a sea of people coming from a distance, all of them practitioners wearing You clan costumes.
You clan, dead warrior!
This team is a dead warrior trained by the You clan. Each dead warrior has at least three hundred years of life, which is one of the heritage of the You clan.
Bang!
The sound was shocking, irritating everyone's eardrums.
Qingge looked towards the wind and saw that the people coming were members of the Yucha Vampire Clan, and there were also familiar figures among them, that was... Baili Shanhai.
Everyone in the Yucha Vampire Clan has a powerful aura that makes people feel unfathomable.
The eyes of the dead warrior leader suddenly widened: "Ye Wuhen, if you don't take the road to heaven, if you don't take it, if there is no door to hell, you come and break through it. You... are looking for death!"
Baili Shanhai pursed his lips tightly and looked at the embattled young man with complicated eyes, and then looked at the body on the young man's back.
When he came here, he had heard all about the Prince's Mansion, but what he didn't understand was why such a smart, introverted, and thoughtful person would risk his career for an insignificant woman.
Baili Shanhai couldn't bear it, lowered his head and murmured to himself: "You have gone through thousands of hardships, endured mountains of swords and seas of fire, and walked down-to-earth towards the three thousand lives, just for this funny ending? Do you want the practitioners of the three thousand lives to see your joke?"
"The officers and soldiers of the You clan obey my order and kill Ye Wuhen!" The voice of the leader of the You clan made countless soldiers excited.