Nan Xun's soaring anger suddenly extinguished after hearing these words, she raised her head slightly to look at Meng Ziyi, and clenched his hand, "Husband, go ahead, I'll wait for you here. The worst, only one Dead word."
Mencius Yi suddenly dropped a kiss on her forehead, and in the next instant, he flew out with a knife.
Nan Xun stood at the door and looked at him, his hand holding the door frame couldn't help tightening.
As soon as he flew out, the dozen or so monster hunters surrounded him.
Meng Ziyi's expression was as cold as frost, "Although I have cultivated evil ways, I have never harmed innocent people. You are just jealous of me, and you have made up so many high-sounding excuses."
"You haven't hurt the innocent? You still have to argue now! Didn't you kill my Yunhaimen's six lives? It's okay to hurt my Yunhaimen disciple. You didn't even let go of the former Liuyun sect fellow students and brothers, so The unkind and unrighteous generation, death is not a pity!" Yunhaimen's sect master said angrily.
Others have also spoken out.
"The old man thought it was just hearsay, but now I'm sure that this kid has entered a wicked way and married Yaoxie as his wife. The previous claims that he colluded with Yaoxie to harm others are probably true."
"Brother Jiang has foresight. Originally, I thought that Brother Jiang said that this evil cultivator is not easy to deal with, and that we are too old to recruit people. I don't want this evil cultivator to have refined hundreds of demon pills at a young age. Take it lightly."
"It's better to kill by mistake and not let it go. Otherwise, even if we wait a few years, even if we join forces, we may not be able to conquer this evil cultivator."
Meng Ziyi listened to what they said and what I said, the demon-slaying sword in his hand was already across his chest, and his voice was piercing to the bone, "I didn't kill people, but you said I killed people. If this is the case, then I will do as you wish, and I will do it today. Kill the ring!"
After he finished speaking, Meng Ziyi waved his arm fiercely, and the Demon Slayer Sword in his hand slashed towards the opposite side with a strong and strong force.
Jiang Mo knew the power of this evil cultivator from the words of his beloved disciple, but the other party didn't make him afraid. The opponent slashed with a knife, and the power on the knife made his heart palpitate for a moment.
One of the master monster hunters couldn't dodge in time, and was shocked by the mana on the knife and vomited blood on the spot. After saying something inarticulately, he swallowed.
And the aftermath of the knife wind also shook the others back a few steps.
Everyone was shocked, and they showed their magic weapons one after another.
In an instant, Meng Ziyi was in a fierce fight with a group of old people.
When he was a teenager, he had already cultivated in the Liuyun Sect with outstanding aptitude. Now, he has cultivated with demon pills, and his cultivation has skyrocketed. Even if these old men join forces, they will not gain much benefit, and because Meng Ziyi is not a demon, the magic weapon in their hands cannot be used. How much divine power can only be used as an ordinary weapon.
After a while, Meng Ziyi was already wounded, but he also killed five of the old men. Nan Xun watched quietly, her tightly clenched hands could tell her nervousness at this time. Sometimes she saw someone sneaking up on Meng Ziyi from behind, and she almost cried out in surprise, or reminded him loudly, but she didn't. Knowing that Meng Ziyi's five senses are sharp, she knows the sneak attacks she can see, but she will distract him by talking casually.
Nan Xun did not join the battle, but someone noticed her.
An injured old man suddenly withdrew from the battle, and the magic weapon in his hand stabbed directly at Nanxun, "The demon girl is dead!"
Nan Xun: I will fuck you uncle!
Nan Xun flew to avoid it, turning the white silk in his hand into a weapon, stirring the void, and bouncing the long sword away.
The man choked, and the long sword flew again.
Mencius, who noticed the movement here, was furious, "Shameless villain!"
Meng Ziyi swung at the old man with a knife, and the old man rolled and rolled to hide, but he still couldn't avoid the knife wind. His back was cut open, and blood spurted out.
Meng Ziyi was so distracted that Jiang Mo's sword scratched his arm, almost cutting off his entire arm.
"Go and attack that demon girl!" The sect master of Yunhaimen shouted.
Jiang Mo frowned, but did not stop it.
The Sect Master of Yunhai Sect together with the elders of another sect surrounded the little monster.
"How dare you!" Mencius was furious and flew to chase, but was entangled by the remaining masters of monster hunters and could not escape for a while.
"What is the right way, what is the master of catching monsters, they are all a bunch of despicable and shameless villains!" Nan Xun scolded, "What is the right way to tell the evil sect crooked way and you and other monsters!" The long sword, although not as good as the Meteor Sword, is still a weapon of magic.
The magic weapon could not exert any magic power on Meng Ziyi, but the demon girl in front of him was different.
"Xun Xun!" Meng Ziyi shouted, and he was in a hurry.
"Where is Xie Xiu fleeing!" Seeing that he was about to leave, someone behind him suddenly tied him with a demon rope.
Mencius roared angrily, and the bundle of demon cables was broken by him.
"Brother Jiang, you haven't done your best yet! This evil cultivator has gone mad, and it would be no different for us to drag it on!"
Jiang Mo's expression sank, and without hesitation, a strong Taoist method gathered in his hand and slapped it with a fierce palm.
The palm that was shot seemed to have produced countless phantoms, all of which hit Meng Ziyi.
Meng Ziyi was lucky, the void formed a seal, and an invisible barrier protected him, keeping all those palm prints out.
At this time, the evil spirit on his face was real, and his dark eyes gradually turned red.
"Going crazy?"
"Hurry up and stop him, when he is completely enchanted, his strength will definitely increase!"
Nan Xun's situation is not good. Although her cultivation has increased a lot, she is not enough to see the two experienced demon hunters in front of her.
After avoiding embarrassedly several times, Nan Xun's eyes widened, his hands suddenly clasped together, and he kept saying something.
Suddenly, a strong spiritual energy gathered in her hands.
This time, she didn't dodge the flying weapon and let the long sword pierce her shoulder, but at the same time she rushed in front of the Yunhaimen Sect Master, holding it in her hand, and shoved an invisible dagger It stabbed hard into his chest.
The Sect Master of Yunhaimen widened his eyes and vomited blood, "You demon, demon, how dare you..."
Nan Xun frowned and pulled out the sword stuck on her shoulder little by little. The bright red blood flowed out from the hole, and she swiped the wound casually to stop the bleeding.
Instead of a pungent fishy smell, her blood actually gave off a good smell of ink.
She is a painting demon, and the original blood is made of ink.
The remaining elder opened his mouth to look at her, his eyes fell on her hand, and he was shocked.
The demons in this world are all afraid of divine weapons, not to mention holding them in their hands, even if they get too close, they will be eroded by the divine power above, but this little demon is totally fine!
Nan Xun glanced at him indifferently, held the long sword in his hand, and said coldly: "I say that a demon is not a demon, because I don't have any demonic energy in me, but it's just a painting spirit who never kills, only today, but It was you who forced a spirit who never harmed people to become a demon." The hostility in the woman's eyes became heavier and heavier, she drew her sword and stabbed the old man directly.