Xie Ba's self-confidence made him not notice at all.
When he kept shooting the evil blade.
The figure that was swiftly scurrying among the blades of evil energy was already approaching him more and more with raging anger...
The figure flickers on and off.
Gradually approach.
The evil tyrant who has no defenses and is also conceited to the extreme.
Naturally, he was hit.
As for Xieba's trick...
As early as the 21st century, Ye Qingluo had been trained countless times by the old men of the Ye family in different ways.
In the face of a hail of bullets, she can get through without changing her face.
What's more, it's only Xieba's level
Although, Ye Qingluo used the last extreme power of the Cangshui Ring, coupled with his own teleportation secret technique and improved footwork, quickly moved to Xieba's side, and hit these two moves.
He also succeeded in injuring Xieba and seeing blood.
But after all, it's not the vitals that are hurt.
It was just after two mouthfuls of blood spurted out.
Xieba wiped his lips, and his expression didn't change.
On the other hand, Ye Qingluo.
After hitting two moves, the red current flowing all over his body gradually dissipated.
The arrogance all over the girl's body also seemed to be sucked away by something at this moment.
That slender body floated gently in the breeze.
His face was pale, as if he was about to fall from the suspended midair at any moment.
This pair of tricks.
It seemed that the evil tyrant fell to the ground in embarrassment and was injured.
But in fact, Ye Qingluo consumed even more power.
"It's been a long time... It's been a long time since I smelled the smell of my own blood!"
Xie Ba Jie Jie's dark and cold voice sounded slightly crazy.
His dry fingers lightly wiped his lips.
The black evil spirit is dense.
Those lips, those hands are extremely terrifying.
Those eyes, like the god of death, were also full of excitement, staring at Ye Qingluo for a moment.
He sticks out his tongue.
Swept over the blood on his fingertips.
He laughed again.
The sound of laughter was extremely weird and full of madness.
It makes people's hair stand on end involuntarily.
"Little girl, you are very nice... I am becoming more and more interested in you."
That cold tone, no matter how you listen, how permeable it is.
Ye Qingluo clenched her five fingers tightly, and there was no trace of warmth on her icy face. She stared coldly at Xieba in her charming eyes.
Her breathing was a bit messy and heavy.
"I really want to ask the master of the Dark Palace to beg you. If I bring you back to Hell, those lunatics will definitely be willing to spend time on you..."
Xieba grinned grimly and touched his chin.
The gash on his face and the blood-like red birthmark kept wriggling along with his grin.
Faintly, there is also an evil spirit oozing out.
Ye Qingluo's eyes darkened.
"Luo girl! Don't be fooled!" The old man Cang noticed Ye Qingluo's plan, and immediately stopped him, "None of the lunatics in the hell mansion are normal! And their strength is unpredictable, even the old man can't detect it." His mysterious rank! If you were really taken to Hell Palace by him, even if Lord Emperor Venerable succeeds in dispelling the Gu, maybe...may not be able to bring you out of Hell Palace safely!"
Old Man Cang's impatience made Ye Qingluo's slender eyebrows frowned even tighter.
But she still tensed her body, pursed her lips and said nothing.
The old man Cang continued to persuade: "This is the lower realm, and with your current physique and the power of the Cangshui Ring, you can no longer drive it... Qi Qi and Chi Yan are not around, you are alone, with your current strength, Not his opponent!"