The cohabiting fairy emperor of the female president

"Who are you!"

Tan Yushan took a deep breath, wiped off the blood from the corner of his mouth, and fixed his eyes on Feng Chenzi.

This old guy was full of devilish energy, and those dark green eyes, just looking at them, were already frightening.

Tan Yushan looked at his long sword and seemed to be able to sense its trembling.

This kind of spiritual soldier has followed him for many years and already has some spirituality.

　 "I am the Night Stalker!"

A hoarse voice came from Feng Chenzi's mouth.

　 "It really is you, the devil!"

Tan Yushan gritted his teeth and clenched the long sword in his hand.

Judging from the shot just now, he can't resist this demon.

It's just that he never thought that he occupied Feng Chenzi's body.

After that, he seemed to think of something, but he wasn't so nervous anymore.

The Night Demon Lord let out a cold snort, and said, "Since you're here, then stay!"

　 "Now you may not be able to do it!"

Tan Yushan smiled slightly, cast his eyes on the Night Demon Lord, and said, "It seems that you have suffered a lot."

As a Sword Immortal, he still has this vision.

If the devil hadn't hurt his vitality, the blow just now might have killed him.

It's just a pity that Li Ziyuan's desperate sword was stopped by the devil.

Right now, Li Ziyuan fell into a coma, not knowing whether he was alive or dead.

He has almost no breath, and his meridians have been cut off. Even if he does not die, he may become a cripple.

　 "Brother Ziyuan!"

Tong Le frowned slightly, looking at Li Ziyuan who had lost his breath.

Then, he turned his gaze to the side and said, "Sword Formation, I'm going to save people!"

After the words fell, Tong Le burst into a shot and came to Li Ziyuan's side.

The Night Stalker folded his hands and smiled indifferently.

But she didn't intend to stop her, and Tong Le, who was nervous, couldn't help but feel a little surprised.

　 "Okay, your people have been taken away, what skills you have, you can use them."
The Night Demon Lord hooked his fingers at Tan Yushan.

These little monks in the Nascent Soul Realm really couldn't arouse his interest.

Tan Yushan, on the other hand, seems to be a good choice if he is demonized.

　 "Devil, let this old man try your weight!"

Tan Yushan shouted loudly, and immediately stimulated the spiritual power in his body.

The moment he jumped up, a sword slashed his head.

The Night Demon Lord smiled slightly, and kept his body still, letting Tan Yushan's long sword fall on him.

Tan Yushan only felt an invisible barrier blocking his long sword.

One strike failed, and several sword moves were made one after another, but the result was still the same.

　 "Too weak, it's the deity who thinks highly of you."

The Night Stalker couldn't help showing a disappointed look.

Now this god-level cultivator is nothing more than that.

Compared with the predecessors, the foundation is more than weaker.

Even if he is no longer at the peak strength, he can easily take his life by just moving a finger.

　 "How dare you underestimate me!"

Tan Yushan broke out again, and in a blink of an eye, he had enough spiritual power, and shouted: "Try my sword!"

　 "This sword is called Jiansha Jiuxiao. I don't care if you are a demon cultivator or not. Even if you are a true god, you will not kill him with one sword!"

Tan Yushan shouted loudly, and the long sword swept across the terrifying power.

This sword is already his strongest sword.

At the same time, it was also a sword that he integrated into his own blood.

He didn't dare to hold back the slightest bit from such a devil as the Night Lord.

Even if it burns its own lifespan, it will not hesitate.

　 "The forbidden technique is interesting."
The Night Demon Lord was a little moved in the end, but he had no fear of this sword.

If you want to try, just come.

The sword light flashed, and the night lord's barrier shattered.

It's just that Tan Yushan didn't have time to be happy, a purple death black scythe was already drawn in front of him.

In an instant, Tan Yushan was terrified.

The speed of this monster was far beyond his imagination.

The breath of death enveloped him, but he forgot to avoid it.

boom!
The breath exploded, and Tan Yushan's body was lifted, but fortunately, his life was safe.

　 "Junior brother, withdraw!"
Xiong Zhengyang stood in front of the Night Lord.

The Death God Black Scythe was hitting his long sword at this moment.

　 "You're still like that, better than that trash." The Night Demon Lord pointed to Tan Yushan and said.

Xiong Zhengyang smiled faintly, and said: "Thanks to the devil, I think highly of this old man, but I am ashamed."

He is a majestic sword master, and it always feels weird to be praised by a devil.

Thinking of this, he thought of Long Qingcheng again.

In his life, Xiong Zhengyang, there were two surprising things.

One is that she was praised by Long Qingcheng, a little girl from the younger generation.

The second is to hear similar words from the Night Stalker.

It's just that unlike Long Qingcheng, the Night Slayer is the life and death enemy of all their monks.

If this demon goes to the right path, it will be a blessing from another world.

But if so, he is no longer the devil.

While speaking, he casually glanced at Ji Xue not far away.

Seeing that crazy woman didn't intend to make a move, Xiong Zhengyang was slightly relieved.

Ji Xue is already very difficult to deal with, and with the Night Demon Lord, they have no chance of winning.

Today, all the disciples of Tianhuo Palace have suffered heavy casualties.

Also learned of the whereabouts of the Night Stalker, it was a worthwhile trip.

　 Fortunately, that kid Xiao Zhe didn't make any impulsive moves.

Otherwise, he will definitely come and go.

　 "Don't look at me like that."

Ji Xue looked at Tan Yushan with a look of guard.

The cold red lips raised a sarcasm, and said: "The devil will do it himself, no matter how many of you there are, you will never go back alive."

　 "Then we're going to give it a try!"

Tan Yushan let out a cold snort, and immediately exerted force in his chest, and shouted: "The disciples of Qianhe Sword Sect listen to the order and withdraw!"

Even so, he himself did not intend to move.

Looking at it like that, it seems that he wants to advance and retreat with Xiong Zhengyang!　
　 "What? Are you not escaping?"
Night Demon Lord looked playfully at Xiong Zhengyang and Tan Yushan.

　 "I'm afraid that Lord Demon Lord won't let us go."

Xiong Zhengyang grinned, his pupils showing no fear, and said, "So, this old man intends to fight you to the end."

Right now, the only way to guarantee the disciples is to evacuate smoothly.

Only the two of them had a chance to escape.

These disciples are the future of the sect. He is old and fearless!
Kemen's people were all killed and injured, so they were sorry for the inheritance passed down by their ancestors.

Furthermore, the Night Stalker is no longer at his peak.

Even if he couldn't beat him, he might not be able to take his life.

Buying some time for his disciples, he, a strong man in the distraction state, thought he could do it.

Unexpectedly, the Night Lord shook his finger and said, "I'll let you go!"

Hearing this, Xiong Zhengyang frowned, doubting his ears.

　 "What tricks are you playing?" Xiong Zhengyang asked.

Could it be that the devil's conscience has discovered it?
Even the devil, how can he have a conscience.

Xiong Zhengyang guessed that this guy could not rule out the possibility of sneaking up on them.

Taking advantage of the paralysis, he joined hands with Ji Xue to quickly kill him and Tan Yushan.

As long as the two of them die, it is equivalent to holding the lives of other disciples in their hands.

The Night Demon Lord smiled, his dark green pupils were sizing up Xiong Zhengyang and Tan Yushan.

Their gazes swept over themselves, and both of them felt the piercing chill.

　 "It's easy to kill you, but it's too boring."

The Night Stalker sighed softly, and said, "The greatest tragedy in this world is invincibility!"

　 "You are brazen!"

Xiong Zhengyang laughed angrily at his words.

But, yes, they really have nothing to do with others.

After a pause, Xiong Zhengyang continued: "The old man admits that he is not your opponent, but sooner or later someone will defeat you!"

"You mean Xiao Zhe?"

The Night Demon Lord patted Xiong Zhengyang on the shoulder and said: "That little guy is indeed good, but the gap between him and me is really big. As for killing Long Qingcheng, it's just to give him a warning."

　 "By the way, why didn't that little guy come?"

The Night Stalker searched the void, but found no hidden figure.

Immediately, he said with a smile: "That's right, if you kill that girl, he must be afraid too!"

Xiong Zhengyang's performance was somewhat beyond his expectations.

If it were Tan Yushan, he might have made a move already, how could he let his hand fall on his shoulder.

On the other hand, Xiong Zhengyang only frowned slightly.

Other than that, there was no other reaction.

This courage is also worthy of his appreciation.

　 "Night Sorcerer, do you know what that girl means to him?"

Tan Yushan let out a cold snort, and continued, "If you kill her, you can only end up in a situation where you will never die."

Originally, Xiao Zhe had nothing to worry about in this other world.

Even if they lose to the Night Stalker, they can escape to the world.

With that kid's means, I'm afraid it might not be impossible to bring Shen Wanting back.

But now, with Long Qingcheng dead, Xiao Zhe's hatred for the Night Lord has reached a certain level.

It would not be a good thing to be targeted by a genius at any time.

With his potential, it is only a matter of time before he surpasses the Night Stalker.

Of course, this is a good thing for Tan Yushan and others.

Xiao Zhe stayed and fought against the Night Slayer, so they had hope.

It's a pity that people are dead after all, and no one can do anything about it.

All they Qianhe Sword Sect could do was to let Xiao Zhe see their attitude.

It is also telling him that Qianhe Sword Sect is always standing behind him, and you, Xiao Zhe, are not fighting alone.

After this battle, he trusted that kid and could see their determination.

Speaking of which, I really want to thank the Night Stalker.

If not for him, who can guarantee that Xiao Zhe will definitely stay in the other world.

　 "Okay, the deity is waiting!"

The Night Lord smiled lightly, and continued: "The loneliness that has been silent for a hundred years has finally ushered in an opponent."

　 "Aren't you afraid of death?" Tan Yushan said, frowning.

The Night Demon Lord smiled and said: "If the demon heart is not extinguished, this deity will not die. If you really have the ability, just come to me."

　 After the words fell, no one spoke again.

　 Tan Yushan didn't know that what the devil said was true.

If it was really that easy to kill him, those strong men back then would not have resorted to such a helpless method of sealing.

Tan Yushan squinted at the direction of the disciples.

Noticing that they all evacuated, he looked at Xiong Zhengyang.

Xiong Zhengyang nodded slightly, with a faint smile on his lips, and said: "Since the devil is interested in playing, we should accompany you and say goodbye!"