Chapter 710: Chase and bait
On the southern border of the Northern Zhou Dynasty, over Ji'an Mansion, which is the closest to Daqian, a flame rainbow crossed by.
Along with the flame Changhong, there was a thunderous roar.
"Ye Lingshuang, you are a thief woman, my Purgatory Peak and the Yin Demon Sect are an alliance, not your servants. If we don't want to form an alliance, we won't form an alliance, so why do you say it's a betrayal!"
"Since you are not an ally, then it is also a subordinate to kill you. ”
A giant palm suddenly appeared in the air, which was obviously formed by true qi, but it was a green jade finger, showing the smoothness and tenderness of her daughter's jade hand.
The jade hand slapped down in the air, like a fly, and slapped the molten giant in front of it to the ground.
"Whew-"
A tooth-souring sound sounded, and although the jade hand was thin, it had no power, and the molten fire giant slid all the way underground, leaving deep scorch marks.
In the end, he rushed into the Luo water on the border, and instantly evaporated countless waters.
In the thick water vapor, the molten fire giant faded away from the lava-like true qi wrapped in it, and its body shrank to the size of a normal person, revealing its true form.
"Remember, betrayal comes at a price. ”
Ye Lingshuang appeared from the air, and the jade hand pressed down gently, and Luo Shui immediately cut off.
At the bottom of Luoshui, there are still two banks, a huge palm-shaped imprint is formed, and a black and strong middle-aged man is embedded in the palm of his palm, which is twisted and unconscious at this time.
In the end, Ye Lingshuang still didn't kill this purgatory peak's Divine Realm powerhouse to vent his hatred. Now that the Demon Dao is in a period of relative peace, all forces are doing their own thing, if you kill this Purgatory Peak's psychic god, it will undoubtedly destroy this relative peace.
Of course, not killing does not mean not punishing. This psychic god's injury has been fundamentally injured, and even if he recovers from the psychic realm, he may spend a lot of time recuperating, and may even leave a dark wound.
Ye Lingshuang indifferently glanced at the dying Channeling Realm powerhouse, and his figure disappeared into the air.
In the same place, only a long scorched earth mark was left, and there was Luoshui that was difficult to circulate.
Starting with Ye Lingshuang seriously injuring the gods of Purgatory Peak, the Northern Zhou Dynasty began to hunt down and kill the disciples of Purgatory Peak throughout the territory.
The remaining three sects of the Demon Dao, as well as the Northern Zhou Imperial Court, all exerted their strength, and those muscular barbarians of Purgatory Peak fled everywhere.
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Yanzhou, near Shouguang City.
More than a dozen big men with high stature looked at the eight roads, staring around vigilantly while recovering their consumed true qi and physical strength.
Among them, the martial arts are high and low, the high ones have the cultivation of the True Dan Realm, and the low ones are only in the early stage of the Shen Yuan Realm.
But what is strange is that the young man in his twenties, who is the lowest in the realm, is the person with the highest status among these big men.
All the big men are scattered around the young people, and they are firmly protected.
At this time, the young man with the highest status was gulping down water to make up for the lack of water along the way.
Suddenly, the young man slammed his hand, smashed the kettle, and said fiercely: "The slut of the Yin Demon Sect dares to make such a ruthless hand!"
It was too ruthless, in just two days, first Wang Qiyan, a powerhouse of the Tongshen Realm stationed in the Northern Zhou Dynasty, was beaten to the brink of death, and then chased and killed the whole territory.
The three sects of the Demon Dao, as well as the royal family of the Northern Zhou Dynasty, as well as those weird Taoist priests, the forces of both sides were launched together, and they caught Purgatory Peak by surprise.
The Purgatory Peak side thought that the Yin Demon Sect would negotiate first, after all, they just let go of the three sons of the Heavenly Demon Palace, how could they completely tear their faces. Is
If the negotiation failed, he was also protected by Wang Qiyan, a powerhouse in the Psychic Realm.
According to common sense, it is to tear the skin in the end, and Purgatory Peak is just withdrawing from the Northern Zhou Dynasty, not with the other three sects.
But they didn't expect that the Yin Demon Sect would be so decisive, and they didn't expect Ye Lingshuang to be so strong.
Wang Qiyan was not Ye Lingshuang's opponent at all, he was chased all the way and was seriously injured in Luoshui.
Although the purgatory peak disciples who stayed in the Northern Zhou were not crushed by the powerhouses of the Tongshen Realm, they also fled in embarrassment under the combined efforts of the three sects of the Demon Dao and the imperial court.
"Young master, the pursuers may be arriving soon, let's hurry up and get on the road. Zhao Kan, the great man of the True Dan Realm beside the young man, said.
"As long as we pass through Ji'an Mansion, we can meet the people who answered us, and we can leave Northern Zhou safely. ”
"All right," the young man said, standing up, "let's go." After this catastrophe, we will come back eventually. I'm a red thug, and I'm going to make those sluts pay. ”
"Pay the price? I'm afraid you won't live until then. Hehehehehe······"
The coquettish laughter echoed everywhere, causing the hearts of the strong men to throb, and their faces were also full of excitement.
"Ecstasy, Hua Baimei, it's you again!" Zhao Kan gritted his teeth.
This Hua Baimei was the leader of the Yin Demon Sect this time, and at least hundreds of disciples of Purgatory Peak had died directly or indirectly at her hands.
For this person, Zhao Kan hated him deeply, and he couldn't wait to cut him with a thousand knives. But now, Zhao Kan never wants to see Hua Baimei appear in front of him.
Because Hua Baimei appeared, it meant that the rest of the pursuers were also nearby. I can't say, it's the main force that is there.
"Hua Baimei, you have to think about it, if the third young master of my family dies here, the peak master will definitely take revenge. Are your Yin Demon Sect ready for an all-out war with Purgatory Peak?" Zhao Kan shouted.
"Go to war, haha······" The coquettish voice laughed endlessly, "Where did Purgatory Peak get the courage to dare to say that he started a war, and he was impatient to live?"
There is a cloudy sky, even the Blood Demon Sect does not dare to start a war, where did he have the courage to purgatory peak.
"Hugh said that the Red Owl died here, and that his eldest brother Red killed him, and you don't have the courage to go to war. ”
Hua Baimei's voice suddenly became fierce, "Say, who is the person who connects you?" ”
The previous conversation between Zhao Kan and Chi Xiao, Hua Baimei listened to it, and naturally knew that the person who answered was not far away.
In fact, their group of people was able to escape to the border under the strangulation of the strength of both sides, and it was also the pursuers who secretly released water. In order to draw out the responder, or rather, the newly found backer of Purgatory Peak.
"Then you tortured you to the point that life is better than death," Zhao Kan shouted, "Don't think about it!"
"Then let's die. ”
With a loud shout, the palm shadow sword qi was sent out in unison, strangling the people of Purgatory Peak.
At the same time, a dark sword shadow burst out of the ground, piercing the heart of a big man. The tip of the sword that came out of the body emitted a deadly sword aura and shot towards the red owl that was protected.
It's the killer of the Desperate Hall. Hua Baimei: They really don't care about the life and death of the red owl.
Zhao Kan wanted to turn around and block, but it was too late, so he could only watch the sword qi launch.
At the moment of crisis, a bloody shadow flew down from above, enveloping the red owl. The blood-colored true qi flowed, like a stream of water, spitting out the sword qi.