The evil king's sword eyes were tightened and he stared at Xuanyuan Xiu intently, unable to believe what he had heard.

He thought that the former emperor was unjust and favored the current Shenwu Master, so he often alienated him.

Even if he is civil and martial, and has outstanding talent, his father's eyes are always stingy with him.

"So what if he knows?"

The evil king smiled grimly: "My riding and shooting was originally taught by Zhenbei Hou, but he deprived me of the opportunity and asked the Eighth Emperor brother to go to the Marquis' Mansion."

Not only that, he was also imprisoned by the late emperor and closed his door to the Xuanyuan Emperor Temple to think about his mistakes.

He escaped and went to Zhenbeihou Mansion, where he saw Zhenbeihou talking and laughing with his younger brother.

The Marquis had never given him that smile!

Never!

"If this weren't the case, how could I let the Eighth Emperor die? It was the father who killed him, not me. I just gave him a ride in advance."

When talking about the past, the evil king gritted his teeth, his face was ferocious, his eyes were no longer as clear as flowing water, covered with gloom.

Under his clean and honest temperament, there is an unknown dark side. Until today, his true face has been revealed to the world.

“There is no cure.”

Xuanyuan Xiu was very angry and disappointed with him.

The evil king said: "The ancestor cultivators, what disappoints you is them. They made the Xuanyuan Dynasty feel embarrassed now. What you want to see most is that the Xuanyuan Dynasty unified the vassal states. I will do it, why don't you help me.

The way to the king climbing the sky?!"

"Xuanyuan Dynasty..."

Xuanyuan Xiu smiled desolately and looked at the evil king with compassion: "If the price of returning to the Xuanyuan Dynasty is that the people are living in poverty, then it would be fine if the Xuanyuan Dynasty doesn't want it. So what if the orthodox royal family doesn't have the surname Xuanyuan and change its surname Ye?"

"The surname is Ye... ridiculous..."

The evil king laughed out loud and looked at Chu Yue suddenly: "Xiaoyue, have you not told you that before your mother died, I had given her a great mercy and a chance, she would rather die.

If she doesn't want to follow me, she might as well die!"

"court death!!"

Chu Yue was furious, and his bloody eyes burst out with endless solemnity!

The Vermilion Bird's wings behind her rushed forward, raised the knife high with both hands, and slashed it at the face of the Evil King simply and roughly.

The evil king quickly retreated and his figure was strange.

But when he saw his hands condensed seals, black smoke flowed through his fingers.

The next moment.

The Evil King's eyes were shrouded in black fog, and there was no distinction between eyeballs and whites. The pure blackness was like an abyss staring at the earth.

At the same time, his neck, face, and hands were covered with dark crow totems.

Zhuque's voice suddenly sounded in Chu Yue's mind: "This person has sold his soul and soul to the void, becoming a slave to the void, and obtained the evil crow power in the void. If it is the heyday, it will be dealt with

These little beasts are no problem at all, but now I have been imprisoned in the Taoist monument for many years, and my strength is not as strong as before, and the body of the holy beast is not as strong as that of the past. You must be extremely careful."

"knew."

Chu Yue responded lightly, lifted his sword and fought against the Evil King again.

This sword swept across the air, and the blades broke out, and the sound of the wind broke out, killing the evil king in half.

Before the blade could cut to the evil king's waist, the evil king stretched out his hand covered with crows and grabbed the National Protection Sword.

The National Protection Sword cut open the palm of the Evil King and black blood flowed out.

The blood turned into thousands of red vines, and it wrapped around Chu Yue's arm from the National Protection Sword!

He looked at Chu Yue's face almost greedily: "Xiaoyue, you are so beautiful."

Bang!

Xuanyuan Xiu's palm flashed in the air, and the golden light suddenly hit the evil king's shoulder blade.

The evil king's chest trembled slightly, he took a few steps back, and looked up suddenly at Xuanyuan Xiu.

Logically speaking, the ancestor cultivator is a ghost suppressing the cloud tower, why did he condense such a powerful body?

"The general of Shenwu cannot tolerate such a villain like you to defile it!"

Xuanyuan Xiu walked through the battlefield, his handsome face covered with Leng Shuang, and his majesty was scattered all over his body.

The people of Dongli City around him had their eyes lit up, as if they saw the king standing at the top of the vassal states!

Chu Yue glanced at Xuanyuan Xiu, and the axe in her left hand cut off the red vine on her right arm.

She turned over from a high place, came behind the Evil King, and slashed it with another knife, with a bloodthirsty light flashing in her eyes.

As the knife fell, countless crows and blood vines wrapped around her knife again.

Every knife is as powerless as cutting on cotton.

Chu Yue's aura was disordered due to violence, and his sword skills were rough and messy, and even his anger was so bad that his soul was a little disintegrating.

Her mind was full of the miserable situation of her mother back then.

The more I thought so, the more blue veins on the back of my hands and forehead suddenly rose, and I wished I could crush the evil king's bones and ashes.

But in this way, she could not use the Human Emperor's sword technique at all, and her strength was greatly reduced!


Chapter completed!