Everyone has chosen the demon clan, who would still practice seriously?

Ye Xing was speechless due to Ren Yi's criticism and he didn't even dare to look Ren Yi in the eye.

Ren Yi turned to look at Ye Qing again: "Hurry up, Qianxun Tianzun is still waiting for your 'blessing' to extend his life."

Ye Qing held the knife, her eyes flickering constantly.

The blade trembled along with her shaking hands, and the bright blade reflected her frightened eyes.

The people and monks around gradually reacted when they saw Ye Qing's appearance.

The distressed expression on his face disappeared, and instead a hint of sarcasm appeared.

The random arrival rescued many people from their original fear and worry.

They finally regained some sense.

"Miss Qing, you've been praying for a long time, and we've all been waiting!"

“Yes, Miss Qing, this blessing is harmful to the origin. If you are afraid, just withdraw quickly!”

"After saying so much, what are you really talking about? You are not really lying just by talking, right?"

"This blessing is just a fantasy. Please come down quickly, Miss Qing!"

……

Some people were waiting to see the show, but others were genuinely worried about Ye Qing.

But Ye Qing is now in a dilemma. If she really withdraws as everyone says, she will never be able to hold her head up in Tianxi City.

She had no choice but to grit her teeth and give it a try!

Ye Qing clenched the long knife and chopped at his arm with all his strength...

The long knife stopped when it was still five or six centimeters away from his arm.

Ye Qing took a long breath and raised the sword again!

Stop again.

Lift up... and stop again.

Everyone's eyes followed the rise and fall of Ye Qing's sword.

Ren Yi sneered, raised his foot, first kicked the long knife in Ye Qing's hand away, and then kicked her in the heart.

The long sword flew out with a whoosh and sank deeply into the city wall, and the handle of the sword was still shaking.

Ye Qing rolled out along the sloping ground of the square.

Ye Xing yelled, "Ah Qing!"

Although his face was full of worry, his feet seemed to be rooted and he did not move a step.

Ye Qing stopped, but her face was covered with a lot of dust, her carefully applied makeup was smudged, and her hair was messy.

A trace of blood slowly flowed from the corner of her mouth.

Yi Ran stood above and looked down at Ye Qing.

The pair of indifferent eyes swept over her embarrassed appearance and spoke slowly:

"If you had chopped it down just now, I would still respect you a little bit!"

"What a pity." Ren Yi's mouth curled up into a cold arc, "Not only are you stupid, you are also afraid of death."

"I am invincible when I talk about it, but I am powerless when I do it."

He hooked his finger at the long knife that was inserted into the wall, and the long knife flew back instantly.

The long knife instantly penetrated three-quarters of her chest.

Yun An and the others who had been watching the show suddenly changed their expressions and cried out in surprise:

"His Majesty!"

"Kings!"

The long sword fell to the ground, and he stood in the middle of the square and said to all the monks:

"The catastrophe of the three realms has arrived. It is better to rely on yourself than to ask the heavens or the earth for help!"

"I swear in the name of the two emperors and this blood that I will drive the Dark Night Clan out of the Three Realms and return our land to me!"

Although the random sound was not loud, it exploded in the hearts of all the monks like thunder.

Everyone felt their blood boiling in their hearts, and they all raised their hands and shouted in unison:

"Give me back my country!"

"Give me back my country!"

The shouts resounded through the sky, unstoppable.

At this moment, Ye Fangzhi ran and shouted: "Wake up! Wake up!"

"Qianxun Tianzun has woken up!"

Hearing City Lord Ye's words, everyone felt their hearts tremble.

Although praying for blessings is illusory, as soon as Ren Yi made the oath, Qianxun Tianzun woke up!

This further proves that any power is enough to make heaven help!

With the leadership of Marshal Ren Yi, they will surely win!

All the monks in Tianxi City knelt on the ground and shouted:

"Thank you Marshal!"

The sound became louder and louder, sweeping around.

Tiezhu stood behind the crowd, marveling in admiration.

Ye Qing wanted to throw mud at her, but she squeezed the mud into a throne!

Not only did she sit down, she also accepted the worship of the crowd.

When he saw Ren Yi, who had gained all the benefits, walking down and being surrounded and cared for by Yun An and the others, he couldn't help but roll his eyes.

The current owner has lifted the double repression left by his parents. Not only has his energy increased significantly, but his physical fitness has also improved a lot.

In addition to that damn curse from heaven, it can also make the master think for a second before taking action.

She doesn't care about other things at all.

Tiezhu put his hands in his pockets and stood quietly in the distance eating melon.

The next moment, a random gaze fell coldly on him.

He shuddered all over and immediately squeezed into the crowd, sticking to Ren Yi's side:

"Master, does it hurt? Do you want the iron pillar to blow on you?"

"roll."

"okay!"