After saying this, Ye Linyuan put down the half-man-high black sickle in his hand and looked at Jiang Niannian with interest. "No woman has ever been able to block my sword without any damage. You are the first."
Jiang Niannian's hand trembled and the sword in her hand almost fell to the ground.
Although the setting of this demon king is evil, crazy and a stud, why is it that this man looks at her with an expression of "Woman, you have successfully attracted my attention!"? !
Don’t fucking look at me like that, I’m scared, go look at the heroine!
Ye Linyuan asked: "How is it? Are you happy to be favored by me? Are you so excited that you can't even hold the sword?"
Jiang Niannian was so happy that she gave the Demon Lord the biggest slap he had ever received.
"Hiss—" The demon followers behind him took a breath of cold air.
This woman actually dared to hit Your Majesty! She is dead today!
Unexpectedly, their cruel and violent Demon Lord changed his usual behavior and grabbed Jiang Niannian's neck and pulled her into his arms. "Interesting, this is the first time a woman dares to slap me. Your personality makes me want to conquer you more than those who come and go at will."
The monks who fell to the ground subconsciously looked towards Yin Buqi.
Do you hear the raindrops falling on the green grass
Tang Murou was anxious, pinching her skirt, about to cry: "Ye Linyuan, even if you deliberately get intimate with Miss Jiang in front of me, I can tell you clearly that I am not jealous at all. Go away, I will not go back with you! You only know how to rob, are you still a man!"
God damn logic!
"Whether I am a man or not, you will know if you try it." Ye Linyuan smiled and gradually approached.
Tang Murou: "You... are so annoying, don't come over here!"
Ye Linyuan: "Mu Rou is really powerful when she cries. Even if you scream your throat out, no one will come to save you."
The corner of Jiang Niannian's mouth twitched. This white lotus heroine and this narcissistic demon lord are simply a perfect match.
I beg you two to lock them up! Stop coming out to cause trouble to others!
Jiang Niannian struggled hard: "Let me go!" You're fucking kidnapping the heroine!
Yin Buqi stood up with the sword, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, raised the red light in his hand, and slashed forward.
A cruel smile appeared on Ye Linyuan's lips, and his voice was cold and hard: "Since you dare to provoke me without fear of death, I will kill you and take the two beauties back to get married!"
"Let her go!"
When Yin Buqi spoke the words, the sword in his hand had already created sword shadows all over the sky, as powerful as wind and thunder!
Ye Linyuan smiled triumphantly, with a bit of bloodthirsty excitement. He pushed Jiang Niannian away, raised the black sickle in his hand, and blocked Yin Buqi's brutal and sharp attack.
Yin Buqi staggered back, with a bright red color flowing from the corners of his lips.
"Stop fighting!" Tang Murou wanted to step forward to help, but Yin Buqi dodged her, "No need."
The black sickle came again with astonishing speed. Yin Buqi turned around swiftly, reciting the sword formula.
Suddenly, sword shadows fell from the sky, as fast as flowing light and the knives fell like rain.
Yin Buqi raised his sword and stabbed again. The sword shadow would not hurt the person who cast the spell, but for others, once touched, it would be as powerful as cutting bones and flesh.
Ye Linyuan dodged the sword shadows while swinging his sword to block Yin Buqi's blade. He smiled and said, "You have reached the fusion stage at such a young age. It's really good. However, Wen Shili couldn't kill me back then. Your tricks are still too naive."