On the other hand, after the battle between good and evil, the Yasha Owl King ignored the retention of the Gui Qi Lord and directly took Shirakawa Linghua back to the Silk Mountain.

Come halfway.

"The sword is punished by thousands of troops, the battle is stained with yellow sand, the hand is holding hundreds of battles, the wind blows the sky red."

The cold wind swept into the woods, and a man wearing a battle robe and holding a wolf sword gradually approached, and in an instant, blood filled the sky.

And behind him is Bi Xueyan.

"It's you again."

At this time, Shirakawa Linghua suddenly looked at Bi Xueyan, and her eyebrows were flowing between Bu Junshang and Bi Xueyan, and the smile on her lips became more and more interesting, "Little girl, you really have some tricks. The speed of changing men is as fast as changing clothes. Do you think Little Brother Duan is not lasting enough and powerful enough?"

"The witch of dirty words!"

Bi Xueyan had just made a choice and felt in pain. Shirakawa Linghua's words were undoubtedly sprinkling salt on her wound. She suddenly glared at her eyes and looked angry.

At this moment, Bu Junshang and Yasha Owl King's eyes were paired with each other, and the atmosphere instantly became tense.

This time, Bu Junshang was invited by Qin Jiexian to help because Qin Jiexian promised to help him find out the truth about the deaths of the elves such as War God Li.

In addition, he also wanted to help the elves who died at the hands of the Yasha Owl King to recover blood feud, and perhaps Bi Xueyan's request was a little bit.

In short, he would never let the Yasha Owl King leave intact when he was entrusted by others and loyal to others.

In addition to the open military tragedy, there is also a city that follows in the secret.

In any case, the imperial Confucians were raised from a young age. They were half a disciple of the Confucians, and they could not care about the Confucians.

"So that's what you plan!"

The Yasha Owl King obviously guessed Qin Feixian's thoughts and couldn't help but sneer, "It turns out that the righteous way of the Central Plains also wants to play with such a method that is not enough to be on the table, which is really disappointing, but..."

At the end of the day, the Yasha Owl King snorted coldly, "However, in the face of strength, all means are meaningless."

The search for revenge between Bu Junshang and Bi Xueyan did not violate the rules of the battle between good and evil. This is a personal grudge and has nothing to do with the Confucian clan.

However, the Yasha Owl King is not afraid.

The blood swords of hundreds of demons appeared in their hands, and the terrifying demonic atmosphere filled with them.

The two of them had a fight long ago in the Elf World, so the Yasha Owl King was extremely tricky to get started, and they wanted to fight quickly.

After all, although he had severely damaged Mo Qingchi in the previous battle between good and evil, it was impossible for him to be unscathed.

"Break the God of Death!"

The scarlet battle knife in his hand swirled, and thousands of blood arcs of sword lights came overwhelmingly.

"Wolf howls, thousands of men are invincible!"

Facing the powerful move, Bu Junshang stepped on his footsteps, his figure slightly sank, and his wolf sword in his hand slashed angrily. The cross sword light crisscrossed all over the world and broke through thousands of sword auras.

The old enemies who were disrupted by Yuan Wuji's appearance finally faced each other again.

Wolf sword, demon sword.

Madman, Demon Owl.

The first meeting was held, and the surging air waves twitched the formations, and both sides retreated together.

On the other side, Bi Xueyan faced Shirakawa Linghua and said coldly: "Witch, why don't you even use the knife?"

Hearing the word "demon girl", Shirakawa Linghua's face turned slightly cold, because she was indeed the body of a flower demon. It is nothing wrong to say that she is a witch girl, but it does not mean that she likes it.

"I am really ignorant of your woman. I forgot how soon I was imprisoned. Who gave you a full meal?"

"Hmph! Your white steamed buns are so unpalatable, a smell of rotten dry grass."

Bi Xueyan snorted coldly, and her words were intense.

At this moment, she was in a bad mood and needed to vent, but the person in front of her was still teasing her, so she naturally found the right target for venting.

But this made Shirakawa Linghua's face look even more ugly, because it reminded her of some bad memories, which was unpleasant?

"Little bitch, you've angered me!"

In this world, no woman doesn’t love beauty. She was so humiliated by Bi Xueyan. Shirakawa Linghua finally burst out, and the sun knife on her waist was instantly unsheathed, sprinkling a white light.

Shirakawa Linghua, also known as Fengdu Yaoling, was once awarded one of the ten martial arts of the sword. She was a master of Chiluo's past when she was a flower-spraying ink period, and her strength was extraordinary.

Therefore, with one move, the sword moves are extremely fierce.

Bi Xueyan was carrying a magic weapon and her strength increased dramatically.

Compared with the war between the two women, the Fen Junshang and the Yasha Owl King have fought to the extreme.

"Night Ghost·Phantom Sword Flow!"

In an instant, the Yasha Owl King transformed into several figures and rushed towards the army.

Facing the magical killing move, Bu Junshang used Tianjue wolf eyes to remove the false and preserve the truth, "Wolf Howl·One step into the world!"

Take a step forward, and immediately move the sword, and the condensed sword aura ignores the phantom and slashes directly at the true body of the Yasha Owl King.

Bang!

With a dull sound, the yasha Owl King couldn't help but take three steps back, and the wound left behind in the battle with Mo Qingchi exploded, and a trace of blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth.

Although he was injured, the yasha Owl King laughed instead of angry. The demon sword in his hand danced wildly, and at the same time a magnificent demonic atmosphere filled the sky and earth's colors changed in an instant. "Come on my last sword - Night Crying·Hundreds of Ghosts and Thousands of Roars!"

The shrilling sound of ghosts roared through the spirit, making people feel a splitting headache, and the evil spirits are scattered, as if they have fallen into hell on earth.

"Wolf Howling, Invincible in All Directions!"

Bu Junshang's body was slightly sank, holding the wolf sword tightly, and a sword condensed.

The huge wolf howls tore through the sky and shocked all ghosts.

A difference of ten steps will become the last distance between life and death.

Both sides had extremely tricks at the same time. One was the best master of the beast vein, holding the beast vein divine sword; the other was the top three strongest man in the eight tribes, and the demon sword was terrifying overseas.

The dazzling sword light tore the sky, and the powerful power made the earth collapse.

At this moment, the world was silent.

With the final explosion, powerful force hit the world, and the waves of dust rolled, Fangyuan broke into a plain in an instant and turned into a plain.

At the same time, two vermilion red splattered in the sky.

The next moment, two rolling figures flew backwards from the center of the battlefield.

Even Shirakawa Linghua and Bi Xueyan, who were fighting swords outside the battlefield, were hit hard, and their bodies were uncontrollably rolled into dust.

The wind stopped and the sand fell.

After a long time, the dust and sand disappeared, leaving only the ground in chaos.

"Ahem..."

A low cough sounded like Bu Junshang slowly supported his body, and the yellow sand on his body fell down.

"Bu Junshang, how are you?"

Bi Xueyan also struggled from the ground, wiped away the dust on her face, and hurried to Bu Junshang's side, looking nervous.

On the other hand, Shirakawa Linghua also found the severely injured Yasha Owl King.

Both sides suffered losses in this battle.

But there is still a sad city on their side.

But before the Serenity City appeared, a figure burning with dark magic flames all over his body came stepping in the distance.

A breath of bone-permeable yin and cold permeates.

"The way to break the sky!"

Bi Xueyan looked up in shock and looked at the distant figure with a gloomy and treacherous aura, her face full of astonishment.

Because she didn't expect that in just over an hour, the change in the past and after the road to the sky would be so great.

If there was a bursting and heat of fire in the past, it was now extremely cold, with the extreme yang turning to yin, and from god to demon.

This state is even more terrifying than being crazy and demonized by Di Ming when he was plotted against him.

Because even crazy people only become tyrannical and bloodthirsty.

But now there is only cold, like a demon crawling out from under the Nine Netherworld, with a rational but ruthless demon.

The flame on the body is the flame of death.
Chapter completed!