"Ye Chuyue! It's Ye Chuyue!"

"Xicheng ghost envoy Ye Chuyue is not dead, she is still alive!"

"How could she be in the palm of a ninth-level ghost? Could it be that she has become a slave of the ghost?"

"..."

Shocking and uproar echoed all over the place.

A strong wind swept in, and the giant's majestic steps gradually approached the battlefield.

Countless looks filled with astonishment were all intertwined with the figure gathered in the palm of the giant ghost.

If you become a slave to ghosts and spirits, how can you be so lazy and carefree?

In the palm of a giant, she stood awe-inspiring in the wildly spreading wind of yellow sand and mist, with a lazy white cat lying on her shoulder.

The scene on the battlefield seemed to be frozen in a slideshow. Whether it was the brutal perpetrators or the injured soldiers who were slaughtered, everyone's focus and attention was attracted by the dancing figure in red.

"It's Ye Guiji! Our Lord Guiji from West City is back! She's back alive."

Luo Han's eyes were red and he was crying. He fell to the ground and knelt on the ground in embarrassment, raising his head and shouting, as if he saw a burning fire of hope.

The blood of those West City warriors who had fallen into despair once again burned to boiling point, and the fiery fighting spirit reappeared in their eyes that were originally unwilling to accept defeat!

"Ye Chuyue is not dead?" Jiang Kui frowned: "What happened to this ninth-level ghost? Did they subdue Ye Chuyue into a slave?"

After Shi Lingling was confused for a moment, she no longer hesitated and slashed at Scar King's neck with the knife in her hand.

It would seem more exciting to kill Ye Chuyue's subordinates in front of her.

Shi Lingling gritted her teeth, eyes filled with hatred, determined to avenge He Lanye, the protector of Dongcheng who had lost his arm.

"Scar King!!"

Seeing this, Xu Yunge opened his eyes wide and shouted worriedly.

The blade is sharp and the cold light flashes, and it is about to dismember Scar King's head.

"Roar!"

The Thunderous Tiger roared angrily, stirring up sand and dust all over the ground to form a new round of storm.

"call out--"

A golden arrow shot from the string, passed through the dust storm and heavy fog, and drove straight into Shi Lingling's palm, piercing through its metacarpal bones and skin.

Shi Lingling's face changed greatly in pain, and her palms could no longer hold the heavy knife.

The moment he let go of his hand, the knife fell to the ground.

Shi Lingling raised her head and looked at Chu Yue angrily.

Chu Yue stood on the giant's palm, lowered her eyes and looked down at the angry Lion Lingling.

She said nothing, but quickly opened the Cangming Bow.

The second golden arrow passed through the sky and penetrated Shi Lingling's knee.

"boom!"

Shi Lingling's right knee, which was hit by an arrow, was bleeding profusely, staining her green dress red, and then she knelt down weakly and painfully.

"call out--"

The third arrow shot out violently and pierced Shi Lingling's left knee violently.

From then on, Shi Lingling knelt on the ground, and a fresher pool of blood gathered under her body.

Chu Yue's face was expressionless, and she once again mechanically drew the bow and strung the string.

The fourth arrow cracked Shi Lingling's shoulder blade.

"Ah ah ah ah ah!"

Shi Lingling fell in a pool of blood and screamed miserably.

"Ye Chuyue!!"

Jiang Kui glanced at Shi Lingling and shouted angrily.

Suddenly, Chu Yue slightly raised her chin, half-squinted her eyes, and then jumped out with her feet, almost in the blink of an eye, she flashed from that high place to the sky above Jiang Kui.

Jiang Kui's eyes reflected the raised red clothes, and his heart was filled with coldness.

Chu Yue kicked Jiang Kui in the face, causing Jiang Kui's nose bone to break, and there were several teeth in the blood spit out from his mouth.

Jiang Kui fell down suddenly, her head was buzzing, her organs and bones were so painful that she couldn't breathe.

Before she had time to react, she saw the bloodthirsty figure rushing towards her like a wolf, instantly unfolding the bone-crushing battle axe, and the sharp ax struck at her without hesitation.

Jiang Kui's eyes tightened, as if he was being strangled by death, and he could only watch helplessly as the battle ax came towards him.

The ax fell, light flashed, yellow sand and blood splashed out, and the silence in all directions was as if a pin drop could be heard.

Chu Yue stood on the bloody battlefield with an ax in hand, and her sharp and bloody moves behind her instantly silenced people in all major cities.

The blood of the bone-crushing battle ax is still flowing and dripping downwards.

She turned her head back inch by inch, the broken hair on her forehead was blown up by the breeze, and her eyes were filled with bloodthirsty blood, which was more frightening than that of a jackal, tiger, or leopard.

"Anyone who touches our West District will die——"

Her eyes were like a thousand-year-old deep ancient pool, looking at Lan Wangshu deathly.

The calm voice went away with the wind, but it struck this battlefield like a thunderbolt!

The next moment, Chu Yuegao raised his left hand, and his body was filled with holy white light, like crystal snow. The pure white looked out of place in this cruel battlefield.

In the light, the snow lotus blooms.

It was like heavy snow falling for ten miles in an instant.

The broken bones and torn flesh of the Xicheng District soldiers who were bathing in the holy snow were healing quickly.

I saw the Xicheng warriors who just a moment ago were like remnants, suddenly became full of life and energy, and picked up their weapons with great force again.

Shennong Shengxue washed away the extremes in Chen Cangqiong's heart.

She has never had a child of her own and her lover's.

Those two bad guys are derivatives of the malicious intentions of people like Xue Suyi and the Wumian clan, but they have to bear all kinds of consequences for her.

She has been extremely kind and righteous.

This wolf leg, no matter who it comes from, will be her lifelong weapon!

There is only a determined path to martial arts in front of her!

Chu Yue slowly lowered her arms and tightened her grip on the bone-crushing battle axe.

"Toba Zhi!"

Chu Yue shouted.

"My subordinate is here!"

Tuoba Zhi clasped his fists with both hands.

"Chen Cangqiong!"

"My subordinate is here!"

Chen Cangqiong broke out of the ground, and the wolf bone blade on his right leg made a beautiful arc.

"Where are the West City soldiers?"

"The end is here!"

"There are no cowards and cowards in Xicheng. They have been wronged so much. Kill them back for me!"

Chu Yue's eyes showed fierce intent, and she shouted angrily: "You may kill me today, but even if the sky falls, I will still hold you up! Kill me!"

Chu Yue took the lead in charging, picked up the bone-crushing battle ax and ran straight towards Lan Wangshu.

"A slave is a slave, and he will only be a slave in another hundred thousand years."

Chu Yue opened her lips and smiled cruelly: "Bitch, I'm here to take your life."

Lan Wangshu subconsciously took a step back and took a breath of cold air.

At this moment, he seemed to see the ghost master who died when he ran against her in the imperial domain.

At that time, her existence made Xukong fearful. She was the anchor of the Imperial Domain and Guisen. She talked and laughed like an existence like the Hongmeng Immortal Emperor, the lord of all races, and the leader of the Dragon Clan.

On the battlefield she was on, the loser could only be a pitiful and humble enemy.

No!

no!

There is no such thing as the Lord of Ghosts!

The person in front of me is just an eighth-level martial artist who came out of the princes!

Even the reincarnation of the Ghost Lord cannot change the fact that he is an insignificant waste.

"master!"
Chapter completed!