Wow, the husband I kidnapped is not a human

Di Yan gave her a blank look and said, "Just talk about others, why are you involving me now?"

But... I was indeed stupid before, and I tried to be polite to these hypocrites, which is why I was hurt by them again and again.

At this moment, the three people from the Dunshi Sect were completely at a disadvantage. All three of them were injured and covered in blood...

Cheng Yinxiao and the other two were silent: Alas, there is no chance of a comeback, the ending... is decided, the Holy Land is going to lose.

However, at this moment, the three women's soldiers had a brief flaw. Taking advantage of this gap, the three members of the Dunshi Sect who were dodging in panic finally drew out their swords.

The long sword was unsheathed and held in their hands. The three people from the Dunshi Sect were shocked: they still had hope.

Cheng Yinxiao and the other two, as well as the people from the three holy places, all breathed a sigh of relief when they saw the three hermits draw their weapons: It’s good that they have drawn their weapons, it’s good that they have drawn their weapons, having weapons is better than having no weapons, come on…

The Nine Nether Witch raised her eyebrows, with suspicion flashing in her eyes: What are Jun Fuyao's three men doing? Why did they let the other party draw their weapons? Isn't this asking for trouble?

Emperor Yanqing looked at the three people from the Dunshi Sect, a trace of pity flashed in his eyes, and he sighed softly.

Jun Fuyao had a wicked smile on his face and whispered, "The main event is finally about to begin."

The more than 300 female soldiers behind her all had extremely excited lights in their eyes: the climax was coming...

It's too late to say it, but it will be soon...

The three women soldiers raised their swords and slashed down from the air with terrifying momentum, completely blocking the escape route of the three people from the Dunshi Sect.

The three people from the Dunshi Sect simultaneously raised their swords with all their strength to block, thinking in their hearts: as long as they can block this sword, they will have a chance to turn the tables, and then they will definitely make Jun Fuyao's three men die miserably.

but……

Click...

The sound of weapons clashing could be heard.

"Oh no! The weapons of these three people are divine weapons!" Qu Wumei was the first to react and cursed angrily, "Despicable, so despicable!"

It turned out that this was a trap deliberately set by the three women's soldiers. To put it bluntly, it was just a trick to tease the three people from Dunshizong.

It lets you draw your sword and gives you endless hope, but in the next moment it shatters your hope and sends you to the eighteenth level of hell.

As expected...like master, like subordinates!

Amid a sea of ​​astonishment and disbelief...

The precious swords of the three members of the Dunshi Sect were easily cut off by the magical weapons of the three members of the Women's Army, just like cutting tofu.

The three women's soldiers' magical weapons did not stop, but continued to chop down, directly cutting into the opponent's shoulders and almost chopping into the waist and abdomen.

Then he cut horizontally, and half of the bodies of the three people from the Dunshi Sect flew out along with their arms.

Finally, the sword pointed at the neck, and the three people from the Dunshi Sect were immediately beheaded. The three heads flew into the air...

The Immortal with Wise Eyes closed his eyes sadly.

The accident happened too quickly, and people's moods fluctuated drastically. Everyone in the Holy Land stared at the three heads in the air with dull eyes, unable to think anymore.

The three women soldiers looked at the people from the three holy places with cold eyes, sheathed their three swords at the same time, and strode back to the team, stepping on the blood of the three people from the Xuanshi Sect.

"In the first battle, Jun Fuyao wins!" Although she was very reluctant, Qu Wumei still announced the result with a serious face.

In the Holy Land camp, everyone's eyes were red and their teeth were chattering, but no one spoke.

It was agreed before the battle that this would be a battle of life and death.

In the face of life and death, naturally any despicable and shameless means can be used.

Now that they were defeated and killed, who could they blame? They could only blame themselves for not being mean enough and not knowing how to use their ultimate move in advance.

You don't have to say anything, but you can express your dissatisfaction through actions.

Two first-level saints from the Dunshi Sect, one first-level saint from the Supreme Alliance, and two first-level saints from the Dream Valley, all put their hands on the hilts of their swords, with a solemn aura and murderous looks on their faces and walked out slowly.

“Jun Fuyao, send your men out to fight with us!” The leading saint stared at Jun Fuyao sharply and said in a deep voice.

The five of them kept their hands on the hilts of their swords, ready to draw their swords at any time. The second battle would definitely be more dangerous than the first one, and they would not make the same mistake as the three people from the Dunshi Sect before.

The prelude to the second war thus began.

While Jun Fuyao's people had not yet come on stage, several second-level saints from the Holy Land quickly went up to collect the remains of the bodies of the three people from the Dunshi Sect.

Seeing their companions standing beside them alive not long ago, now reduced to scattered corpses, everyone in the Holy Land had a gloomy look on their faces, and an indescribable feeling of grief and indignation was brewing among them...

Seeing that Jun Fuyao had been chatting and laughing with Di Yanqing and had no intention of paying attention to him, the saint who had called out to him earlier could not help but get furious and said, "Jun Fuyao, are you deaf? Hurry and get your people out to die!"

Jun Fuyao turned his head and looked at her in surprise, smiling slightly and said, "The ancients often said that the army that mourns will win. Isn't this giving you time to mourn a little longer? Who knows, maybe you can win the second battle?

You are not grateful, and you are even mean to me. What's wrong? We agreed to fight to the death, but you are not as skilled as others and died. Can't you accept it? Huh? "

When the five people from the Holy Land heard this, their chests heaved with anger, and they wished they could nail her to death with a spit.

One of them said in a hateful voice: "We all know about the life-and-death duel, and you don't need to remind us. I want to avenge my companions and get back the blood debt!"

“Alas… you are… so narrow-minded…” Jun Fuyao sighed and said, “When will the cycle of revenge end? Since ancient times, countless happy families have been destroyed by vengeance in the martial arts world…

Five saints, if you really have deep feelings for the three dead people and cannot bear to be separated from them, why waste time seeking revenge? Why not just draw your swords and commit suicide, and then go down to reunite with them? Wouldn't that be more refreshing?

Hurry up and kill yourself with your sword. If you go too late, they might have gone far away. Don’t you want to see the three of them soon? "

When Jun Fuyao said this, everyone looked at her strangely...

How can there be such a thick-skinned person in this world?

They actually waved the banner of justice and high-soundingly persuaded those who came to seek revenge to commit suicide. This... is outrageous, it's outrageous to the extreme.

“Hahaha…” The Nine Nether Witch laughed loudly and praised, “The little girl is really good. Compared with the three holy places, your shamelessness is even better than theirs. I like you very much, hahaha…”

Hai Qingqing, He Zhiqiu and others: If you want to praise Jun Fuyao, just praise Jun Fuyao, why do you bring up our three holy places?

"Ms. Jun, verbal combat is not the key to victory or defeat. Let's continue the fight." Hai Qingqing said in a deep voice.