The Demon Lord is very busy: This little couple is really hard to separate

The old sword spirit immediately blew his beard and glared: "How arrogant of a demon kid! What do you think this place is!"

Yun Yu'an was still smiling sinisterly. But from the palm of his raised hand, demonic energy continued to flow out, and dispersed after landing on the ground.

When it encounters a crack in the rock, it will extend dark tentacles to explore inside.

Old man Bai Jian: "What are you doing!"

More and more demonic energy penetrated into the ground and into the cracks in the rocks.

The old man guessed the answer and his face darkened. He quickly stepped forward, trying to take back his body from Yun Yu'an.

It happened that Yun Yu'an covered his hand.

In an instant, all the demonic energy that had been released was recalled, causing a huge rock to crack.

The sound of shattering was closely accompanied by the sound of the sword.

The evil energy, mixed with the smell of blood, rushed straight towards the approaching old man.

Magic sword!

so close!

Fortunately, the old man braked quickly!

Just based on the extremely resentful aura that the magic sword carries, if it really hits it, my life will be half gone!

The old man with the white sword took several steps back away from the tip of the sword and said angrily: "Did you know that the magic sword was sealed here?!"

"I do not know."

Yun Yu'an had a cold expression as he slowly turned the magic sword to the side of the white sword, and compared it up and down, as if thinking about which angle to start from.

"But, I know now. It's not too late."

Yun Yu'an's action made the old man even more agitated. He couldn't help but take a few steps closer, waving his hands in the air: "Don't! Don't get excited!"

Are you kidding! Other swords can't hurt him, but this is a killing sword passed down by the demon lords from generation to generation in the demon world!

Yun Yu'an said calmly: "Guess who will die first, you or me?"

The old man: "Little kid, we can discuss anything! Put down what you have in your hand first!"

Yun Yu'an: "Are you going or not?"

Old man: "Go! Go, go, go! Don't do anything yet, don't do anything, let me pull myself out first!"

Yun Yu'an moved the magic sword away from the white sword.

He stared coldly at the old man as he moved forward, pulling himself up with a bitter face.

The old man frowned and shook his head, complaining: "How come you have such strong hands, little kid..."

After finally pulling himself free, the old man walked towards Jun Qinghe who was lying on the ground with his sword in hand.

Seeing that he was about to pick up Jun Qinghe, Yun Yu'an put away the magic sword and rushed forward to help him: "Don't move."

Unexpectedly, the old man took advantage of the opportunity when Yun Yu'an was unarmed.

He raised his sword again and attacked, going straight for the demon's weak spot - the heart.

With Jun Qinghe in his arms, Yun Yuan narrowly avoided the fatal blow.

The wound shifted an inch.

Yun Yu'an pretended to be unsteady in order to confuse the old man.

The hand hidden behind his back quickly condensed a large amount of demonic energy and attacked the old man when he was not prepared.

The old man who had just successfully launched a sneak attack was quickly attacked again.

Fly far away.

Yun Yu'an has always known that close attack is not his advantage.

In terms of speed, he is no match for Jun Qinghe; in terms of physical skills, he is no match for the two sword spirits.

His only advantage is his body's ability to accommodate demonic energy.

After the old man succeeded in his sneak attack on Yun Yu'an, he was complacent and thought that Yun Yu'an would be very easy to deal with.

But when he took on the evil spirit, his defense was completely broken: Where did this kid get so much evil spirit from? !

"Who are you?"

Yun Yu'an seemed to be answering a question that was not related to the question: "I cannot beat you."

The old man lying on the ground:?

"But with my ability, it is more than enough to destroy you now."

The old man looked strange.

"Are you..."

"I am. So don't play tricks on me. I have plenty of ways to deal with junk."

The old man cherished his life. Yun Yu'an guessed this from the fact that he was unwilling to help the female sword spirit seal the sword.

I don't know if I can scare him by deliberately revealing my identity this time...

The old man has indeed calmed down.

He got up from the ground and enlarged his original sword body, saying calmly, "Let's go."

Yun Yu'an picked up Jun Qinghe and raised his foot to prepare to draw his sword.

Suddenly, there was another noise from under the stone...

A weak voice said, "Old man, I'm going too."

Yun Yu'an frowned.

But the stone made several sounds, and Yun Yuan and the old man didn't wait for Tianmeijian to crawl out.

"Old man, give me a hand, I can't get out."

Yun Yuan: ...

The old man rolled up his sleeves and stepped forward quickly: "Here I come."

After a while, the Sweet Girl Sword was dug out from the bottom, and the sword body had been broken into several pieces.

The old man was surprised and asked, "Auntie, you are broken into pieces like this, why is your soul still here?"

Tian Mei Jian said weakly: "It will be soon, quickly carry me to the young master."

"to make."

The old man picked up the broken swords and trotted over to Yun Yu'an.

"Auntie, we're here, let's talk."

Sweetie Sword probed: "Young Master?"

Yun Yu'an: "Yeah."

Sweet Girl Sword: "I am not your enemy, you can rest assured about me."

Yun Yuan remained silent.

Sweet Girl Jian: "When you were a child, I held you in my arms."

Old man:?

Yun Yu'an had a blank expression on his face: "Do you think I will believe it?"

Sweetie Jian sighed: "It doesn't matter, you don't have to believe it. Because I did lie to you."

Yun Yu’an:?

Tian Meijian's voice became weaker and weaker: "Young Master, you have to take me with you. If you don't take me with you, this old man will definitely do something bad."

Yun Yuan: "Okay, let's go first."

We can't delay any longer. Yun Yu'an didn't know how long Jun Qinghe could hold on.

Yun Yu'an emptied the cloth bag containing the melon seeds and threw the Sweet Girl Sword piece by piece into the bag.

There was still tidal blood on his hands, which now stained the broken sword.

Sweetie Sword: "Are you hurt?!"

Yun Yu'an was in a very bad mood and had no intention of speaking. He just focused on tying the cloth bag to the hilt of the white sword.

Sweetie Sword: "Old man! Are you bullying me?"

The old man had no way to reason: "Auntie, please figure out who is bullying whom..."

Sweetie Sword: "Bullshit, old man! I can taste blood!"

Yun Yu'an picked up Jun Qinghe, stepped onto the white sword and sat down, repeatedly adjusting Jun Qinghe's posture.

Old man: "You've tasted blood! And you still blame me! Didn't you realize he's a demon?!"

Sweetie Sword: "I need you to tell me? As soon as he came in, I knew he was a demon!"

Old man:?

Yun Yu'an: "What do you mean?"

Sweetie Sword: "It means I'm not your enemy~ You can trust me."

Yun Yu’an: “Stop talking nonsense. I’m not in the mood to listen. Old man, let’s go first.”

Although the sweet girl's sword was weak, she still had the leisure to joke: "Hey, you are still so lovable with your obedient appearance."

The white sword shot straight into the sky, leaving the collapsed cave far behind.

In just a moment, it disappeared into the sky.

Weak sweet girl: "Young Master, please take care of me~"

Yun Yu'an had a dull face.

Weak sweet girl: "Young Master, is your last name Mo~"

Yun Yu’an: “No.”

The weak sweet girl suddenly wasn't weak anymore: "What?!"

Oh no, I didn't recognize the wrong person, did I?

Yun Yu'an said with a sullen face: "I said, my last name is not Mo."

Sweetie Jian was so scared that her voice got louder: "Where are you taking us now?!"