Emperor Yan's Domination: The Heaven-defying Demon Concubine Evils the World

Chapter 20 Fighting in the forest, the beautiful witch under the moon!
All the uncles flexed their muscles and bones together, and said proudly: "Let the horse come over, we can't do it, and Xiaolin is still in charge."

Uncle Yuan raised his brows slightly, nodded his head lightly, "Then keep active."

Uncle Yuan brushed his face lightly with his big palm, his handsome and gentle face glowed faintly.

Left eye open, right eye closed.

A winding rune at the corner of the eye is looming.

"Suso-"

The surrounding jungle was pulled by something and turned slowly.

With a wave of the pale wood-colored long sleeves, the fierce air flowed through the jungle.

When the long sleeves were retracted, the thin lips parted slightly, "Get ready."

"call--"

The jungle stopped turning, and more than 300 murderous gray-clothed masked men and many scattered black-clothed men suddenly appeared in the empty muddy field.

Roughly estimated, more than 500 people.

"Zizizi—it seems that the young lady has quite a few enemies, killers! Killers! Mercenaries! Who spends so much money?" Uncle Xiu rubbed his chin with an expression of inconceivable emotion.

"Hehe—so many people, it seems that there are some activities tonight, let me take a look first, it's amazing, it's amazing, there are more than 100 high-level warriors, more than 200 killers, and so many guards, Xiaoyu , where did you get these people?" Uncle Yun, who is usually extremely low-key, asked cheerfully.

"Don't worry about where they come from, Xiaoyun, they're all here, what are you doing sitting around? Welcome!" Uncle Xiu stood up first, his clasped fingers creaked, and the other uncles stood up one after another.

"Kazi—"

The uncles in the front row gracefully raised their hands, turned their wrists, and clamped the cold blade between their fingers, several gusts of wind shuttled among the dead soldiers in front.

Drenched in blood, soaked in the poignant night.

Dazzling light and shadow, folding out desolation.

"Boom-"

Dozens of dead soldiers fell to the ground, and the green mud turned into red soil, which was horrifying.

The palm winds of the mercenaries gathered together, and they jointly swept out a powerful palm wind, sweeping the uncles who shuttled through the middle back to the door.

Uncle Xiu caught it quickly, quickly put it away, and shouted, "Xiao Yun, deal with the left side."

Uncle Yun aimed at the group of gray-clothed men, raised his palms with both hands, the missile flew high into the sky, and bombarded heavily downward, knocking hundreds of gray-clothed men flying away.

A black-clothed man with a gloomy expression was running, stepped on his companion's shoulder and bounced high into the air, and slapped Uncle Yun's back.

"lb--"

Suddenly, there were two deafening cracks in the quiet and dark night.

In the next second, Uncle Yun was beaten back to the door by Palm Wind, and when he stopped rolling, a mouthful of blood spewed out quickly.

"How is it possible!" Uncle Xiu felt suffocated, and quickly drained his vitality to calm Uncle Yun's surging blood. He raised his hand to block the other uncles, and shouted loudly: "Don't go, there are vitality warriors mixed in! The rank is higher than that of the old man and Little Meteor."

The uncles backed away immediately when they heard the words, Uncle Yun was injured too suddenly, no one noticed the person who made the attack, they could easily deal with the group of dead men and killers, but they couldn't find out the heavy steps if there were vitality warriors mixed in. It is easy to be raided, and going out rashly will suffer a lot.

Uncle Xiu took a heavy breath, stared fiercely at the mixed group of people, gritted his teeth and said, "I never expected to bring out the ultimate weapon so soon, Xiaolin, go! Make them!"

The man in black stepped on the broom head unhurriedly and pulled out the long black handle.

"Ding--"

The slender thumb flicked slightly, and the long black handle was split into two, with a cold light glowing from the narrow gap.

"call out--"

Just as the man in black took a step, a sharp cool wind blew out of the mansion from inside.

A ray of snow flashed across everyone's eyes.

Thin cool night, full moon.

Scattered lone stars dotted the night.

A woman in white, holding an ancient black-patterned sword, turned her back to the uncles and faced many uninvited guests.

Everyone at the door was shocked when they saw the slender figure, and Uncle Yuan's heart trembled.

"Miss!" Uncle Xiu exclaimed, and hurriedly dragged Uncle Yuan to ask, "Xiaoyuan, what did you do, how could you let Miss come out!"

Uncle Yuan didn't know how to explain for a while, he hurriedly pushed Uncle Xiu away, and went forward to take Yunyue away.

"Pfft-"

Just as Uncle Yuan took a step, Yunyue swiftly swung his sword, and in the blink of an eye, dozens of mercenaries who attacked together fell down.

Uncle Yuan detected a strong aura at the moment of Yunyue's attack, and shouted in surprise, "Vitality! Miss has vitality!"

Uncle Xiu was furious, "Damn it! Who helped the young lady untie her lifeblood."

"boom--"

Just as the uncles were about to push out Uncle Tang to seal Yunyue's lifeline, there was a sudden earth-shaking roar from ahead.

Yunyue shook hands, looked at her paralyzed right hand with satisfaction, and smiled slightly, "This attack is not bad!"

The heavy clouds parted and the moonlight fell.

Under the moon, the woman in white is so beautiful that it takes one's breath away.

Obsidian's beautiful eyes blinked slightly, her calmness rippled widely, calmly waved slightly, she smiled very lightly and shallowly.

Everything in the world gradually faded away.

The gloomy man's eyes turned cold, and he shouted at the people behind him, "Stand back, it's the little witch!"

Many men have long been attracted by that desolate beauty, and they were all shocked when they heard that they were the target.

Their impression of the little witch has always been that she is insensitive, unsmiling, cold-blooded and ruthless, dressed in black and wearing a mask, and they have never seen the little witch's true face.

The little witch in front of her eyes was completely different from the image described in the rumors, and most men didn't know whether to believe it or not.

However, Yunyue faced each other with a sword in hand, and no one dared to relax.

Yunyue looked back and smiled, a few strands of red light flashed in her beautiful eyes, she lifted her skirt and leaned over slightly, and politely replied: "I'm not a little witch."

The mercenary in the front row was inexplicably relieved by that overly polite smile.

"Shhhh-"

A cold white glow flashed by, and the black-patterned sword swam away.

Yunyue stood among the mercenaries, holding the black sword horizontally, and the blood followed the traces of the runes and condensed on the tip of the sword.

The jade-colored thin lips parted lightly, "It's a witch!"

The man evoked a bloodthirsty smile, drew out the dagger at his waist, and attacked Yunyue from behind, "Little witch, long time no see!"

(End of this chapter)