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Chapter 389 Robbery
Ming Yeli stabbed Pianruo with a sword, still not satisfied, he bumped into the trunk of the thousand-year-old mulberry tree beside Zhushentan.

He rallied his hind legs, and with the help of the force of the impact, he rebounded, raised the thunder sword, and stabbed at Pian Ruo again.

Wuye stood up in an instant, mobilized the power of chaos, and contended with Ming Yeli's Thunder Sword.

He also had doubts whether the person in front of him was still not Ming Yeli.

However, the power of light plus the thunder sword, double attack, made it difficult for him not to believe it.

Wuye's spiritual power is the only one in the sky and the earth, and his strength can't be said to be powerful. If it weren't for this, the various forces would not always want to draw him into their command.

When the world knew that Wuye had entered the Demon Realm, there would be eight if not ten forces that dared not contend against the Demon Realm because of Wuye's face.

Even if the Lord of Light had never confronted Wuye head-on, he did not dare to say that he would definitely be able to defeat Wuye.

Wuye fought with all his strength, and was in a stalemate with Ming Yeli for a long time, and it was hard to tell who was up.

Pianruo looked at the two people in the sky who had already turned into shadows, and fixed her eyes on the white figure without moving.

He must not be Ming Yeli, definitely not.

The place where the abdomen was pierced by the thunder sword still had blood flowing, but Pianruo didn't have the extra energy to deal with the wound at all, she had to find evidence that the person was not Ming Yeli.

He loves her so much, how could he be so cruel and kill her with Thunder Sword?
Pianruo self-hypnosis.

However, this place was 1 years ago, and Ming Yeli from 1 years ago never showed any love for her, which is why she has always been worried about gain and loss.

Pianruo is not sure about Ming Yeli's intentions at this time, but she still desires from the bottom of her heart that the person who kills her should not be him, it cannot be him.

Finally, Pianruo found the right moment, at the moment when Wuye used the chaotic space to restrain Ming Yeli, she flew up, swung the Yanyu sword, aimed at Ming Yeli's elbow, and stabbed suddenly.

When the tip of the Misty Rain Sword was about to touch Ming Yeli's elbow, Pianruo suddenly lifted the sword body, and the pure white tip of the sword directly lifted the half of Ming Yeli's sleeve above the left elbow. .

The pure white sleeve robe, stained half red with blood, floated several meters away and landed unsteadily on the ground.

His arms are smooth and delicate, without scars.

Pianruo suddenly smiled, without a scar.

Great, no scars.

"Hahaha……"

Pian Ruoxiao went crazy, her eyes suddenly became vicious when she saw the fake Ming Yeli.

The power of Wuye's chaotic space could not trap him for too long, so Pianruo made a decisive decision, flipped the Misty Rain Sword in the air, held it in his hand, turned sideways, bent his elbows, and approached quickly.

Hearing a sound of 'Chi La', the Misty Rain Sword passed through 'Ming Yeli''s back abruptly through his chest, most of the sword body was directly submerged into 'Ming Yeli''s flesh and blood, followed by Pian Ruo The spell that was uttered in the mouth, the sword body of the Misty Rain Sword, unexpectedly grew icy barbs in the flesh and blood of 'Ming Yeli'.

Pianruo twitched the corner of her lips, and pulled out the Misty Rain Sword from the body of 'Ming Yeli' without hesitation, bright red blood gushed out and landed on Pianruo's hair and clothes...

Wuye quickly withdrew his hand and caught Pianruo's crumbling body, "My lord, how are you doing?"

Pianruo stabilized her figure with the help of Wu Ye's strength, with a bit of bloodthirsty joy in her eyes, she watched 'Ming Yeli''s internal organs all dislocated and ruptured by the icy barbs, and looked at his whole body. Burst and die.

No one has the right to pretend to be him.

No one is allowed to use his name to hurt her.

Pianruo raised her hand, put the Thunder Sword in her hand, used a clean silk handkerchief to wipe off the black blood on the sword bit by bit, and put it away.

"Walk."

Pianruo's feet softened, and was picked up by Wuye, Xunyuan had already entered into Pianruo's consciousness, the three of them, just after leaving the Penglian Wonderland, bumped into Nanting who was rushing over in a hurry.

Behind Nan Ting was the most elite super-magic army of the demon race. There were not many people, but ten people could defeat thousands of troops.

"What happened to your lord?" Nan Ting asked anxiously.

Seeing Nanting, Wuye couldn't help but frowned: "Why are you here? What's going on beside the Yanchuan River?"

"Hmph, those wastes of the Celestial Clan, how can they be the opponents of our magic army?"

It's not Nanting's arrogance, but looking at the entire Celestial Clan, apart from Qianyuan, the first war god who died in the hands of the lord, only the strength of the lord of light, Ming Yeli, can catch his eyes.

It's just that this Guangming God Lord is someone whom the Lord puts at the top of his heart. He has never had the chance to have a good fight with Ming Yeli.

"It's not suitable to stay here for a long time, let's talk as we walk."

Nan Ting took Pianruo from Wuye's hand, frowning tightly.

"It's fine, why did the Lord suffer such a serious injury?"

Looking at the three realms, there are only a handful of people who can injure the Demon Ancestor. Nan Ting should have thought of who the one who made the move was with his toes.

What's more, on the wound of the lord, there is still the thunderous energy of the thunder sword.

"Is it Ming Yeli?"

Nan Ting gritted his teeth.

"He has betrayed His Majesty, and marrying her is not counted, how dare he hurt His Majesty? It's just too deceitful."

"It's not her." Pianruo said weakly, just three words, as if she had exhausted all her strength.

Wuye took her words and added: "The Ming Yeli at the wedding is fake, and the Ming Yeli who hurt the Lord is also fake."

"fake?"

The majestic God Lord of Light is the only one in the whole world. If it is not arranged by the God Lord, who would dare to fake it?
Heh, how did such an insidious, cunning and scheming person sit on the throne of the God Lord?

"What a sanctimonious divine lord, wait for the lord to recover, let's see if I don't kill that old man myself."

The three of them flew away, and the ten super magic legions behind them lined up to escort them.

The closest demon territory to Penglian Wonderland is Demon Killing Abyss. Although Nan Ting has always disliked that place, at this moment, it is the safest way to go.

On the banks of Yanchuan River, gunpowder smoke is thick, and the two armies of heaven and demon are fighting, and it is still unknown who will win and who will lose.

Jiaoyue was in a mess, her white clothes and white hair were stained with dust and mud, and there were countless wounds on her body, her complexion was even paler than that of the moonlight.

He was ordered to look for Huai Ruo, but at this moment, the heaven and the devil are fighting everywhere, and his spiritual power is still less than one ten-thousandth, unable to fly, and can only barely maintain the human form and hide in Tibet.

Where is Huairuo?
Jiaoyue had just avoided a wave of robbery, and was squatting at the junction of the Nagchuan River and the Demon Killing Abyss at the moment.

A dark cloud flew across the turbid sky at an extremely fast speed, and Haoyue immediately sensed the breath of Nanting.

(End of this chapter)