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

Chapter 21 Thanks to the Fourth Junior Sister's Care: Yan Evil Sword!
Yunyue's beautiful eyes were half closed, she turned sideways lightly, and the black sword swept across.

"Ding--"

The two swords collided, sparking hot sparks.

"I found it, leave that to the lady, and the rest!" Uncle Xiu quickly recognized the gloomy man's face, and hurriedly told everyone to avoid the man.

The uncles attacked, and Senhan's sword, light and sword flashed in the dark night.

Yunyue and the gloomy man fought in full swing, and at the same time they were evenly matched.

Yunyue's swordsmanship is slightly better, but her wind control is not stable, and the gloomy man is the opposite.

Uncle Yuan saw this, and kept watching the spooky man's actions all the time, preparing himself for defense.

"Why does everyone seem to know me very well when they meet?" Yunyue asked with a gentle smile, pursed her soft lips, and continued unhurriedly: "I don't know you, so you don't need to be too familiar with me. "

The gloomy man gritted his teeth tightly, and the veins on his forehead popped up frequently, and the cold voice came out immediately, "Fourth Junior Sister, would it be too heartless to say that, I was grateful for your care not long ago!"

"Sister?" Yunyue thought for a while, then smiled and said, "Do I need to be so familiar? I only have one brother, no more."

The gloomy man was furious, he swept out his palms frequently, and sneered teasingly, "That's right, you have been expelled from the school, and you are no longer my junior sister, so settle the old scores!"

Yunyue focused on catching all the directions of the palm wind, narrowly avoiding it, swung her sword vigorously, and silently responded.

"Are you trying to settle accounts with Helian Yunyue?" Yunyue asked politely.

The gloomy man shouted angrily: "If it's not you, who else! Helian Yunyue, you ruined my plan, I will never spare you!"

"Since I'm looking for Helian Yunyue to settle the score—" Yunyue tapped her soft lips, raised the corners of her eyes, and said generously: "Then come!"

"Zi-"

Yunyue's brows were suddenly stained with frost, her icy pupils were filled with blood red, her soft lips were pressed hard, and the obsidian's eyes seemed to be replaced by crimson for a while.

The gloomy man clearly saw the color-changing eyes and froze for a few seconds.

"Pfft-"

The sound of a sharp knife piercing flesh sounded, and the black clothes were soaked.

"Acceptance." Yunyue saluted lightly and whispered, "Human beings are really easy to make a fuss."

The gloomy man lowered his head, the black sword on his heart was extremely glaring, he raised his head in a daze, and said in a trembling voice: "Demon—girl—"

Yunyue withdrew her sword without changing her face, and corrected again, "It's a witch."

"Damn it!" The gloomy man pressed his heart, and the blood in his body surged to the extreme. Uncle Yuan saw a faint black shadow, and hurriedly turned Yunyue back to the door.

When Yunyue stood firm, the fallen man was nowhere to be found. Her expression turned cold, and she gripped the ancient sword tightly to trace the remaining breath.

"Miss, wait!" Uncle Tang was impatient to seal Yunyue's breath, and just wanted to hold Yunyue so that she would not chase her, but Uncle Yu collapsed on the ground tired and accidentally tripped Uncle Tang, when he raised his eyes, Yunyue had already nowhere to be seen.

Yunyue rushed out of the formation circle and chased to the mountainside, when a black shadow like a gust of wind flashed past, she was alert for a moment, and followed with her ancient sword firmly grasped.

The black shadow disappeared at the foot of the mountain, and Yunyue continued to chase in the direction of the afterimage.

In the jungle in the distance, the moon was covered by clouds, it was pitch black, and the cool wind was blowing, very gloomy.

"Shhhh-"

Dozens of gusts of wind blew past one after another.

Yunyue looked back vigilantly, thinking something was wrong.

Immediately afterwards, dozens of men in black clothes appeared. They casually glanced at Yunyue, then quickly looked away and scattered their searches.

Seeing that their target was not her, Yunyue retreated wisely.

As soon as she turned around, the black runes on the sword surface cast a cold dark light under the moonlight, and the shadow with sharp eyes caught the fleeting dark light, and shouted for their boss.

"Boss Qingya, look!" the man in black pointed at the sword in Yunyue's hand, reminding him with a pale face.

Qing Ya glanced at it, and the bottom of his eyes, which were as quiet as stagnant water, set off a turbulent wave, and said in shock: "Yan'e Sword!"

Shadow muttered softly, "Boss Qingya, could we be mistaken? Isn't the Yan E sword the sword of the legendary madman killer? The legendary madman is a woman? Isn't that the female devil?"

Qing Ya narrowed his eyes, carefully captured the runes on the sword surface, and affirmed: "The sword is right, but the person is wrong. The owner of the sword is indeed a madman killer, a cold-blooded and ruthless man, not a woman."

"Then why is this sword in that woman's hand? She doesn't even have breath, so it's impossible to snatch this sword from the madman, right?" Another man in black interjected after analyzing Yunyue's breath.

Qingya subconsciously explored Yunyue's aura, but couldn't find a trace of it, ruled out the possibility that her rank was higher than theirs, and deduced that she was just an ordinary woman.

Seeing Yunyue going further and further away, Yingying surrounded Yunyue without instructions.

Yunyue didn't feel the murderous aura or intent, and the sword in her hand didn't move either.

Qing Ya rushed over and politely asked for advice, "Miss, where did you get the sword in your hand?"

Seeing that the few of them were only interested in her sword, Yunyue became slightly more vigilant, and paraphrasing Uncle Tang's words, she said nicely, "I picked it up."

Qingya's pupils widened slightly, and she was shocked by this answer, but after thinking about it carefully, she felt that it was very possible, no matter what means an ordinary woman could use to get this sword from the owner of the sword, it would be completely reasonable if she picked it up .

Qingya pondered for a while, then asked politely: "Ma'am, where did you pick up this sword?"

"I don't know." Yunyue answered truthfully.

Seeing Yunyue's calm and watery expression, Qingya thought she was deliberately avoiding it, so she didn't continue to ask.

"call out--"

After a while, Qingya untied his belt slowly.

(End of this chapter)