The cohabiting fairy emperor of the female president

In addition, she really liked Shen Wanting's talent.

He did not hesitate to teach her the Firework Art and the Chishui Sword, which represented the identity of the next Palace Master.

At this moment, Ji Xue was holding a long sword, forcing Zhao Cheng to retreat again and again.

Although Zhao Cheng is strong, it is not his own strength after all.

Under Ji Xue's combo, he could only be forced to resist.

　 "Ji Xue, I'll give you one last chance, it's still too late to surrender!"
There was blood on the corner of Zhao Cheng's mouth, if the woman hadn't been injured, he might have been beheaded.

　 "Stop talking nonsense, since you have betrayed Tianhuo Palace, go to die!"

Ji Xue snorted coldly, and the Chishui sword flashed thousands of lights in her hand.

boom!boom!boom!
The sword shadow fell instantly, and there was a mighty sound.

I saw Zhao Cheng holding a sword with one hand, breaking through Ji Xue's offensive, and then slashing towards him with a sword.

The magic formula is pinched, and the spiritual power is urged.

Ji Xue's long sword collided fiercely with Zhao Cheng's attack, and the aura of the aftermath rippled layer upon layer.

At this moment, Zhao Cheng's pupils flashed dark green light again.

And then a burst of power broke out, shaking Ji Xue's long sword away in an instant.

The slender palm stretched out and landed on Zhao Cheng's chest, causing the latter to fly backwards with blood.

Before Ji Xue could strike again, Zhao Cheng was seen rolling around, with a strong devilish energy mixed in, stretching out his palm.

　 "Palace Master! Dangerous!"

Lian Pan has already noticed that this demonic energy is not simple, if she is deeply involved in it, maybe she will also be distorted.

However, Ji Xue couldn't detect the problems that Lian Pan could find.

Therefore, she quickly mobilized her movements to avoid the devilish energy.

Then, the figure flickered a few times, leaving one phantom after another.

When he appeared again, Zhao Cheng saw Ji Xue's long sword reaching his face.

　 "Ji Xue, don't do this fearless struggle. What's wrong with taking refuge in the devil."

Zhao Cheng quickly dodges, but her sword energy still chops off a strand of hair.

Ji Xue snorted coldly, and said, "Fearless, that's not necessarily true!"

Under the burst of palm force, Zhao Cheng was bleeding again.

At this time, his aura finally weakened a bit.

Three times, Zhao Cheng raised his strength three times, but every time he was suppressed by Ji Xue.

She couldn't believe that the power bestowed on him by the night lord was inexhaustible.

　 "Magic shadow!"

Zhao Cheng shouted violently, and in an instant many black shadows appeared, entangled Ji Xue layer by layer.

In the blink of an eye, the black shadow turned rapidly, and it was impossible to tell the real from the fake.

Holding a long sword in her hand, Ji Xue crazily increased her own strength.

Then, she crossed her arms and stretched out her palms tightly.

I saw a beam of brilliant fire erupting from the central area that was stalked by black shadows.

Noisy!Noisy!
The sound sounded, as if the magic energy was burned at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The next moment!
Ji Xue rushed out of the demonic encirclement, but Zhao Cheng who suddenly appeared in front of her was unexpected.

Zhao Cheng grinned, and said coldly: "Little beauty, you'd better submit obediently, the devil is reluctant to kill you!"

boom!
While speaking, Zhao Cheng slapped Ji Xue.

Ji Xue quickly put the long sword in front of her body, but Zhao Cheng's powerful force bent the long sword and still slapped her.

puff!
Ji Xue's delicate red lips were stained with a touch of red, and her figure suddenly fell.

　 "Sinister! This old man must clean up the house!"

Seeing that Ji Xue was injured, Lian Pan rushed over again.

Zhao Cheng glanced at the corner of his eyes and snorted coldly: "I want to die, I will fulfill you, old fellow."

The palm was stretched out, and a strong demonic energy rolled up, and a huge palm shadow instantly slapped Lian Pan into the air.

Zhao Cheng smiled calmly, turned his wrist, and a stream of light penetrated Lian Pan's chest.

　 "do not want!"

Ji Xue mobilized her movements, quickly came to Lian Pan, reached out to seal several of his acupoints, frowned and said, "Elder Lian Pan, you are not his opponent, let me do it."

　 "Palace Master, this old man can't survive, so let me fight this villain."

Lian Pan coughed out a mouthful of blood, and then said: "Your injury is still not recovered, so let's adjust your breath for now, the old man will definitely buy time for you."

Ji Xue gritted her teeth slightly, and clenched her long sword hand, trembling uncontrollably.

She looked up at Zhao Cheng's figure with her beautiful eyes, her pretty face was covered with frost, and she shouted: "Night Demon Lord, Tianhuo Palace is incompatible with you, either you die or I die!"

Hearing this, Zhao Cheng showed disdain, and said with a smile: "Antagonizing the devil lord is simply asking for self-destruction."

The power of the Lord of the Night, not to mention Ji Xue, can be easily wiped out even by Feng Chenzi.

It's a pity that the deity is still in the seal and cannot get out.

He is not afraid of Feng Chenzi showing up, anyway, that old guy has no life, so he will definitely not make a move easily.

It doesn't matter if you make a move, he is ready to die for the devil at any time.

If Fengchenzi falls, Tianhuo Palace will no longer have the means to strengthen the seal, wouldn't it be more beneficial to them.

And his real purpose is not to kill Ji Xue, he also understands that he can't kill a strong man in the distraction state.

boom!
Lian Pan exploded with all his momentum, and rushed towards Zhao Cheng in an instant.

Thousands of sword shadows shone coldly, and under Lian Pan's loud shout, they suddenly smashed towards Zhao Cheng.

　 "A villain! You can't keep your heart, and you have been teaching you for many years in vain!"

The more Lian Pan thought about it, the more excited he became, frantically stimulating the spiritual power in his body.

Then, burn your own blood essence to increase your strength.

Zhao Cheng's sword energy pierced through his chest, and he couldn't live without fighting.

Simply try his best to delay for a moment.

If it wasn't for Ji Xue being injured by Xiao Zhe earlier, a mere Zhao Cheng, even with the power of the Night Demon Lord, would definitely not be her opponent.

It's just that at this moment, Ji Xue's power is only [-]%.

In addition, the Night Demon Lord left a lot of tricks on Zhao Cheng, which made her suffer a little.

　 "Elder Lian Pan, you are a hero of Tianhuo Palace."

Ji Xue sighed softly, then smiled, and said, "Your dedication will definitely be remembered by future generations of disciples."

The premise is to survive this disaster.

If the Night Stalker is not dead, none of them will survive, so what will happen next.

　 "All disciples obey!"

Ji Xue yelled coquettishly, and continued: "Protect the Dharma for the Lord of the Palace!"

　 "Yes!"

All the disciples surrounded Ji Xue, summoned their long swords one after another, and at the same time mobilized their own strength to prevent Zhao Cheng's surprise attack.

In the void, Lian Pan burned with blood essence, his face was full of old age, and his head was full of white hair.

He swayed his own power wantonly, completely ignoring the loss of spiritual power.

All he can do now is delay the time.

Anyway, it's a dead end, so why should you pity your own spiritual power.

It's just a pity that he was about to die here just as he assumed the position of chief elder.

But he has no regrets. It is his responsibility as a monk to die for the Tianhuo Palace and protect the peace of this other world, and he deserves to die.

Lian Pan cut out sword movements one after another, and under the burning of blood essence, his strength was infinitely close to the state of distraction.

Zhao Cheng was overwhelmed by such a desperate style of play.

　 "Old guy, let's see how long you can last!" Zhao Cheng gritted his teeth and said.

During the moment of fighting with Ji Xue, he himself was seriously injured.

Fortunately, with the power of the Night Stalker, he was able to persevere until now.

If Xiao Zhe was here, his eyes of reincarnation would definitely be able to see that Zhao Cheng's heart was black.

All the devilish energy was sent to the major meridians through that heart.

boom!
Lian Pan exploded with strength again, and came to Zhao Cheng in a few dodges.

Immediately, various secret techniques emerged one after another, absolutely not giving him a chance to breathe.

　 "Old guy, you are enough!"

Zhao Cheng was also angered, and the billowing devilish energy escaped from his body, enveloping Lianpan immediately.

Whoosh!
Lian Pan burned himself, and flames emanated from his body, breaking through the blockade of demonic energy.

Seeing this, the corners of Zhao Cheng's eyes twitched slightly, and he said in surprise: "Old guy, you are really crazy."

Right now, even if he doesn't make any moves.

It won't be long before Lian Pan will be burned by his own flame.

But Lian Pan just grinned and said: "If you are not crazy, you will not survive. If the old man dies alone, he can exchange for the peace of all the disciples in Tianhuo Palace. Why should I be afraid of dying from me!"

　 "The peace you want will not exist!"

In response, Zhao Cheng just let out a cold snort, then quickly dodged and punched Lian Pan.

He is just a puppet of the Night Demon Lord. His death only consumes part of the Demon Lord's power, and it will not take long to recover.

It's just that he can't die in Lian Pan's hands, it will ruin his plan.

Lian Pan's fist did not hit Zhao Cheng's body as he wished, but instead he clamped his arm.

Then, Zhao Cheng stimulated the power, only to hear Lian Pan's scream, his arm was broken.

　 "Old guy, you are too rampant!"

Zhao Cheng smiled wickedly, and the long sword in his hand pierced through Lian Pan's body.

Lian Pan spat out blood, looked at Zhao Cheng with dark green pupils, gritted his teeth and said, "Night Sorcerer, return my disciple!"

Under the roar, the momentum resounded and carried through the sky.

boom!
A figure shattered, and the aftermath of the explosion covered Zhao Cheng's figure in an instant.

　 "Elder Lian Pan!"

Above the square, the mournful cries of several disciples could be heard.

Immediately, they clenched the long swords in their hands, wishing they could charge forward.

Lian Pan, the most invisible elder in Tianhuo Palace.

At this moment, his figure, in their hearts, is so tall and majestic.

Using self-explosion to buy time for Ji Xue and also for them to survive.

Under the violent explosion, Zhao Cheng, who was covered by spiritual power, gradually showed his figure.

Although his appearance was pitiful, and there were bloodstains on the corner of his mouth, his aura had only faded a bit.

　 "What kind of monster is the Night Stalker!"
Among them, the eyes of some disciples have become frightened.

Faced with the self-destruction of a strong person in the out-of-body state, that guy was able to survive.

Right now, Ji Xue is still trying her best to adjust her breath.

Elder Lian Pan had completed his mission, and it was their turn.

　 "Senior brothers and sisters, leave a few people behind to protect the palace lord, and the rest will follow me to kill the devil."

After the words fell, a disciple urged the power to launch the strongest offensive first.

　 "kill!"

　 The momentum of the crowd resounded, and they shouted: "Er Nai Moxiu, absolutely cannot survive in this world!"

At this difficult time, they didn't care about what kind of monster the Night Stalker was.

There is only one way waiting for them.

Only fight to the death!