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Chapter 644: Demon Woman, Yan Xiaoxiao

Red devil poisonous wolf is dead!

When the people around saw this scene, they broke out in a cold sweat.

Didn't it say that the Red Devil Poisonous Wolf was very powerful? Isn't it said that the Red Devil Poisonous Wolf spewed out a breath with a strong toxin, and even those young and strong people with excellent talent did not dare to underestimate it?

However, now, a single white bone claw directly kills the Red Demon Poisonous Wolf!

Duan Xinyu was also stunned, looking ahead with a look of fear, especially the white mist.

He knew that there must be someone in the mist, and that person must be strong.

"Your Excellency...... Who is Your Excellency?" his voice began to tremble.

However, the white mist did not speak.

Ye Qingyun's eyes kept staring ahead, his eyes shrank slightly, and he noticed Situ Qiuyu's strange appearance.

In Situ Qiuyu's hands, there was a white iron chain on both feet.

Obviously, Situ Qiuyu was controlled.

The mist suddenly emitted a woman's indifferent voice.

"What a delicate face. ”

Although no eyes were visible in the mist, Ye Qingyun clearly felt a gaze falling on them.

To be more precise, this gaze is placed on asking the snow.

If you compare Wenxue Qing with Situ Qiuyu, the two are almost the same in appearance, but their temperament is completely incompatible.

Situ Qiuyu is cold, like an iceberg that will not melt for ten thousand years, although her face is numb at the moment, and her body is controlled, but what she sees from the depths of her eyes is still cold.

It's a different story when you ask about the snow.

She is also cold, but this cold is only caused by the environment because of being in the Qinglong Hell for a long time.

In the past few days, she and Ye Qingyun have been walking in the mountains, and their personalities have also changed greatly, without their previous indifference, they are more approachable.

"It's a delicate face, be my pet. ”

The woman's voice came again, with no doubt in it.

Wen Xueqing's brows furrowed slightly, and spiritual power surged from her delicate body, echoing around her, and the entire space was tight.

Only then did people discover that this woman with a face that captivated the country and the city was not as weak as imagined.

"It's quite characterful, I like it, my mother. The white mist came again with that nice but creepy voice.

This guy turned out to like women.

When the people around heard this, their scalps went numb.

"Fuck off. Ye Qingyun said in a low voice.

"And a little lover?" The faint voice came again, but it was as cold as a poisonous snake: "Since you are a lover, then die." ”

The moment he spoke, a white bone palm appeared in the white mist as just now, and then with a strong wind sound, it tore through the space and quickly headed towards Ye Qingyun.

Ye Qingyun's face changed slightly, and he quickly stood up and slapped it with a palm.

"Do you want to live?"

However, as soon as this voice fell, the two palms in front of him collided violently, and then a low sound sounded, and a strong wind swept through, and the surrounding tables and chairs turned into sawdust under this violent breath.

The two of them burst out with great power in just one move.

People were horrified, and they all looked at the tall figure in disbelief.

Before, this Bai Sensen's bone palm had cost the lives of many martial artists, and the highest cultivation among these martial artists had reached the Heavenly Netherworld Sevenfold Realm.

And right now, no matter how you look at it, this white-clothed young man is just a fivefold martial artist of the Heavenly Netherworld.

He can actually catch the other party's palm?

"Huh?" said a surprised voice in the white mist.

It seems that this guy is completely unaware of this scene.

"Let her go!" Ye Qingyun pointed to Situ Qiuyu in front of him and said in a deep voice. He promised Xingyi to protect Situ Qiuyu.

Now that he sees Situ Qiuyu being arrested, he can't see death without help.

"Let her go?" A cold voice came from the mist: "Do you want a hero to save the beauty?"

I saw that a figure slowly appeared in the mist.

On closer inspection, it was a woman.

It's just that compared with Situ Qiuyu and Wen Xueqing, her appearance is unbearable.

There are deep scars on her face, and there is a thick evil aura exuding from these scars, which permeates the surroundings, like the fangs of the devil, and what is even more terrifying is her figure.

Skinny, like the roots of a tree, it seemed as if a gust of wind could blow her away.

When the warriors in the rear saw this scene, the word fear was written all over their faces, and their hearts trembled.

Some warriors made a sharp voice: "Demon woman, smile and smile!"

There are also warriors who run away, as if they have seen a ghost, and fear fills their faces.

Ye Qingyun had never heard of this name.

It has been a hundred years since his previous life, and how many sons of Tianjiao have emerged among them, who knows?

Ye Qingyun looked at the person in front of him, and suddenly remembered the one-step exercise, the ruthless exercise.

This exercise was practiced by the Emperor of Ruthlessness.

He had also heard that this exercise was of holy quality, and there were nine styles in it, and each of them was extremely powerful and earth-shattering.

He couldn't be sure if the Desperation Technique cultivated by the woman in front of him was complete, but what he could be sure of was that the latter must have cultivated this.

Because the scar on that face is called the Scar of Despair.

In his previous life, Ye Qingyun had met someone who also cultivated the Ruthless Technique, and the latter left a deep impression on him.

Unexpectedly, he met again here.

Yan Xiaoxiao looked at Ye Qingyun coldly, and then pointed to the blue-haired girl in front of her, and her faint voice echoed throughout the void: "She can't go." ”

A chill appeared on Lan Xue's pretty face, and she was very disgusted with Yan Xiaoxiao.

"Let her go. The corners of Ye Qingyun's mouth set off a touch of salient arc, and he didn't care about the latter's words, as long as he was there, then no one could ask how the snow was doing.

"Don't let go. Yan Xiaoxiao said coldly, and then stepped forward, his bark-like hand grabbing slightly towards the void.

A violent aura erupted in an instant.

When Ye Qingyun saw this scene, he frowned, and quickly took out the ruthless sword, and swung away, and the ruthless sword bloomed with a brilliant sword intent in the next moment, soaring straight into the sky, echoing all around.

This strong sword aura was so shocked that Yan Xiaoxiao's face changed, and he looked ahead with some incredulity: "This ...... Is this a ruthless sword duel?"

"You know?" Ye Qingyun was a little surprised.

Suddenly, in front of it, smoke and dust rolled in like a smoke dragon.

Yan Xiaoxiao's complexion changed again, and then he looked at Ye Qingyun coldly: "Stinky boy, the old lady will definitely look for you one day!"