In the arena, strength is the root of everything!
"Demon girl, you are going crazy!" He Yungui stared, the head of the Tianyuan faction saw this and immediately rushed to support.
However, no matter how fast they were, they couldn't be as fast as Su Kui.
Capture the thief first capture the king. When He Yungui was looking for her suspiciously, she suddenly appeared behind him, with eyes that looked like a black whip, and she threw it straight on his back.
Immediately, the clothes worn by He Yungui split apart, the skin and flesh turned out, and soon, black blood flowed out.
This is a sign of poisoning!
It's not good for He Yun to return to the secret road. He gritted his teeth, raised his sword and quickly turned around to resist. He can't die, he still has to hand over the letter to his old friend, how can he be reconciled before he sees this demon girl's unhappy end
"Down?"
Her eyebrows were cold, and a trace of sarcasm overflowed from the slightly closed dark red pupils, looking at him condescendingly. Compared with his desperate resistance, she seemed more comfortable.
Countless disciples who rushed to rescue him were all thrown out easily by her, lying on the ground, howling in pain.
He Yun trembled in his heart, and the other party trampled his dignity under his feet. He gritted his teeth, closed his eyes heavily, "Down!"
He can no longer let those young disciples die for him. In today's battle, how many sins will he have to bear
"Very well, then, let your people stop first." She dropped a sentence, holding the whip in her hand, and pointed directly at his throat. As long as he is disobedient, He Yungui will know in the next second that the whip will be wrapped around his neck and his body will be separated.
Shaking all over, not fear, then weakness and anger.
"He Zhuangzhu, please go ahead as soon as possible. Look at your disciples. It's really pitiful. Today, I was stained red by your blood in the land outside of Luojiao, chuckle—" Su Baiyu covered her lips with her hands. He chuckled, but the words that the red lips spit out were extremely cold.
He Yungui finally gave up his resistance, "Stop it! Let's go!"
"The owner..."
"Hey the owner..."
Those disciples were caught off guard, and for a moment, they were chopped and injured by the wolf-like disciples of Yinluo.
When He Yungui saw this, his face instantly went cold, "Wonder girl, what do you mean?! Since the truce, you shouldn't hurt them again!" He clenched his fists tightly, and the veins on the back of his hand violently showed that His anger.
Hearing this, Su Kui snorted coldly, and responded to him with a whip that was hunting and screaming under the strong wind.
He slapped on the cheek, and suddenly the skin became fleshy, and it was not a good-looking skin, and his face was suddenly blurred by the black blood.
"The loser, what qualifications do you have to speak, huh?" She stared at He Yungui's eyes coldly, "If the loser today becomes us, I don't know if we are willing to surrender, you are willing to spare us?!" She spoke word by word, as if carrying a poisonous thorn, hitting the depths of people's hearts.
He Yungui's eyes flickered, and he pursed his lips for a moment of silence, "If, if you are willing to come down, then naturally it's another way of saying it."
But it didn't say what the decision-making after surrender was.
"Sneer—what a hypocrisy, what are you talking about? Now that I say this, don't you slap your face, eh?!" She retracted her whip, as if looking at trash, finally took a deep look at He Yungui and walked away.
The lazy and hoarse voice faintly dropped, "Stop, a group of subordinates are defeated, today, we have enough money, let's go back!"