Fox Fairy Little Matchmaker: Play as Shadow Assassin Qi at the beginning

If Huandu Qingtian was willing, it would be effortless to keep King Quan Baye and others behind.

If it weren't for Huandu Luolan watching from the side, I'm afraid there would be no such thing as going outside the circle at all.

As for the Destroying Heavenly Monarch Shi Kuan, he was so focused on guarding his own city gate that he didn't even care about the monster clan in Beishan, let alone Ji Wuji and the others.

To him, it's just a few flies.

To put it bluntly, the mask organization is just a group of older rebellious teenagers who are arrogant due to the influence of their family background and try to prove themselves with their own strength.

It's ridiculous to think that after leaving the family, he can really make a so-called career.

Now, in front of Lin Yu, not to mention using the strength he is proud of to resist, just like Yang Yitan, even under Lin Yu's hands, he couldn't persist until his elders rescued him through the thousand-mile chasing talisman .

"careful!"

Seeing the attack of King Quan's hegemony, it's like scratching the itch in the boots. It can't stop Lin Yu at all.

Deng Qiyue didn't care so much, and let out a loud roar.

The incarnate Stone Giant rushed towards King Quan Drunk with heavy steps.

In normal times, the eccentric Wang Quanzui always likes to "bully" Deng Qiyue.

And in Deng Qiyue's heart, there was no trace of admiration for the second lady of the Wang Quan family.

Now that Wang Quan is in danger of being drunk, he is naturally very worried.

The huge stone giant, under Deng Qiyue's anxiety, had a speed completely opposite to its appearance, and blocked Wang Quanzui's body at the critical moment.

"Come on."

Like a mountain, Deng Qiyue stands in front of Wang Quanzui, between her and Lin Yu, and talks to Wang Quanzui anxiously.

Because she is the younger sister of King Quan Baye, she is also the youngest one among the masks.

Wang Quanzui's combat experience can be said to be very little. Facing Lin Yu's awe-inspiring aura and Yang Yitan's tragic situation before, she was a little terrified.

Now that he heard Deng Qiyue's words, he quickly reacted, and was about to retreat quickly.

But she never thought that Deng Qiyue, who stood in front of her so huge and seemed to bring a deep sense of security, was interrupted by a painful wail before she finished speaking.

In Wang Quanzui's sight, Lin Yu's body was shrouded in golden light, like a god of war. No matter how fierce her brother's sword moves were, it had no effect, and even the speed did not slow down in the slightest.

Then he even came to Deng Qiyue's body, and his palm fell lightly on his body.

That palm that didn't seem to have any power at all, but after touching Deng Qiyue's huge body, an unparalleled bright white light burst out.

Pure white arc, clear and flexible.

Like a naughty elf, jumping in the air.

But under this agile side, there is an incomparably dignified, enlightened, open, and fierce atmosphere.

Amidst Deng Qiyue's wailing, the white light was dazzling, dry and hot.

The depths of Wang Quan's drunken eyes were filled with horror and fear.

Because under the brilliant and fierce thunder, the huge figure that can give people a sense of security collapsed like paper.

Pieces of hard rock, like tofu, shattered into countless gravel.

These gravels turned into fine powder and dissipated in the air.

And Deng Qiyue, who was hidden deep in these rocks, was completely exposed to the thunder at this moment, and kept twitching and howling.

But soon, these wailing sounds completely disappeared, leaving only a scorched black figure falling to the ground.

At the same time, that red-gold vortex, like Yang Yitan, also disappeared into the air.

"Qiyue!"

Seeing his companions who are like brothers and sisters fall under Lin Yu's hands one after another, one can imagine the grief and indignation in Wang Quanbaye's heart.

Those star-browed and sword-like eyes were filled with endless anger and killing intent, as well as a deep sense of powerlessness.

The pride of the past, the self-confidence of the past.

In front of Lin Yu, it's not worth mentioning.

They are like a group of children facing a powerful demon clan, they have no power to fight back at all.

It was only now that Wang Quan Baye had a deep understanding of the huge gap between himself and the others and the realm of the Demon Emperor.

But it is too late now.

After finishing Deng Qiyue in a devastating manner, Lin Yu didn't stop, and continued to go towards Wang Quan drunk.

He did not pay much attention to the mask organization, but he was not so arrogant that he was already invincible.

If Yang Yitan and others really summoned the elders of their respective families, that is, almost most of the high-end forces of the Dao League, through the Thousand Miles Chasing Talisman.

Even he will face a lot of trouble.

Not to mention, there are Tu Shanhonghong and others.

So in Lin Yu's mind, the order of action is extremely simple.

Based on the opening time of the Thousand Miles Chasing Talisman, Yang Yitan, who was the first to use the Thousand Miles Chasing Talisman, undoubtedly became the first target.

Seeing that after Yang Yitan and Deng Qiyue, his own sister was about to become the next victim.

The emotions in Wang Quan Baye's heart completely exploded.

No longer obsessed with chasing Lin Yu behind, but came to Li Quzhuo's side in a flash.

A palm was slapped heavily on the long box behind Li Quzhuo.

With such great force, the solid long box was disintegrated in an instant, turning into fragments and blasting apart.

And among the fragments all over the sky, King Quan Baye held a long sword with a simple appearance exuding powerful spiritual fluctuations in his hand, and let out a light whistle!
The majestic mana exploded and surged, and the long jet-black hair behind him kept flying amidst the burst of mana.

The long sword in his hand seemed to have life, and began to tremble continuously, as if making a cheerful sword cry.

Sword of Kingship.

To be precise, this is an imitation of the sword of kingship, and in the entire Daoist League, only Li Quzhuo, who possesses the ultimate talent in the journey of the magic weapon, has the ability to imitate it.

Because it is only a fake, this fake king power sword only has [-]% of the power of the real one.

But it is already very amazing, so it is very difficult to manufacture, and it is extremely precious.

If it wasn't necessary, he didn't want to use the royal power and hegemony, but in the current situation, he couldn't help hesitating!

Compared with before, the aura of kingship and hegemony in the hold of this imitation has suddenly been raised to another level.

Although it has not reached the demon emperor level, it is infinitely close.

On the long sword that was glowing with cold light, there was a golden light that was no weaker than Lin Yu's, shining on the whole world.