"It seems that you don't want to be kind anymore today!" He Ruyu said sharply.
Xia Yuanqiu, who had been silent all this time, suddenly said: "Clan Leader He, since we met, you have never been able to show your true face to others, so we'll leave it at that. It's possible that senior Wenren is also an old acquaintance of yours, but you still don't want to. Face it head-on?"
He Ruyu frowned and said, "How do I want to meet Brother Tuo? What does it have to do with you? Brother Tuo doesn't have any objections, so who do you think you are?"
In Wen Rentuo's impression, He Ruyu was a gentle woman who would never speak foul language. But now, it seems that He Ruyu is no longer the same He Ruyu as before. Two hundred years have passed. Seventy years is enough to change everything, including a person's temperament.
"Yuanqiu, since Patriarch He refuses to show his true colors, why do you have to force her? In this way, I will be a peacemaker. Now that King Behemeng has regained his freedom and the Behemoth tribe has regained its strength, your friends Wenren Tuo said.
Xia Yuanqiu shook his head: "That's not possible. King Bimeng has suffered for so many years, and he can't just expose it with just one sentence!"
He Ruyu said angrily: "What else do you want?"
Xia Yuanqiu pointed to the yard next door and said: "It's not difficult to expose this matter. As long as you destroy all the corpse puppets immediately and promise never to refine corpse puppets again, I promise to expose this matter. Otherwise, , I can’t guarantee whether King Behemoth and his clan will turn your whole family upside down.”
This is no joke at all. King Behemoth and his clan definitely have this kind of strength.
He Ruyu was furious: "Don't even think about it, hum! I originally planned to spare you for Brother Tuo's sake, but you are so ignorant, here comes someone!"
As soon as He Ruyu finished speaking, a dozen ghost-like black shadows emerged from the darkness and surrounded everyone in four directions.
"Except Brother Tuo, kill without mercy!" She ordered coldly. In her opinion, these young people in front of her could never be the opponent of the killer she had carefully trained.
The killers swarmed forward, and dozens of strong air currents surged towards everyone.
Zhu Yan stepped forward, guarding Xia Yuanqiu behind him. He waved his big hand quickly, and the fish-tail divine sword in his palm came out and turned into a white light, passing by the two black men who were rushing toward him and Xia Yuanqiu. Clothes man.
The sharp blade pierced their throats easily, and they didn't even feel pain when blood poured out.
Jiang Wuyou on the other side just waved his hand gently, and the black figure that rushed toward him fell to the ground. Although he was not dead, he became a cripple.
Seeing their companions being knocked down one after another, the remaining shadows still had no intention of stopping the attack. They pounced forward and ended up with the same fate as their companions, dead and injured.
The battle seemed to be over before it even started. He Ruyu couldn't believe her eyes. These invincible killers of hers couldn't even touch the opponent's sleeves.
Zhu Yan said: "If there are any other tricks, let's use them together!"
Fighting based on cultivation is not He Ruyu's strength. Her strength is naturally the use of poison. This is also the strength passed down from generation to generation of the Gongliang clan.
He Ruyu's fingers stroked the space ring, and an ink-colored vial appeared in her hand, but she never uncorked the ink-colored vial. These people in front of her would not regret dying, and Brother Ketuo was also standing among them. , once the cork is pulled out, those people she hates will not be the only ones who will be poisoned.