Male superiority and female superiority: forced love

Late at night, the sound of swords echoed in the Zhenbei Palace.

Now with the addition of new strong men, the battle situation is gradually becoming clear.

With the help of Qi Ruyi, Zhuang Youwei's burden was lightened a lot, and he could take care of the King of Zhenbei and his wife who lived not far away.

The Ninth Elder and the Eighth Elder of the Ghost Realm were blasted several feet away by the sword energy of the newcomer.

How can it be!

Zhong Moci and Yao Shixian cried out in surprise.

One sword? Just one sword to knock them all away?

A chill suddenly emerged from the soles of his feet, and he couldn't help but look closely at the old man in front of him.

He wore a white robe, had white eyebrows and beard, and had a red gourd hanging around his waist.

"Are you Qi Ruyi, the Drunken Sword God of the Wangxi Sect?" Yao Shixian was the first to recognize him.

What? The best in the world is here too?

Meng Huali's heart was filled with anger, and he suddenly swung the soul-stealing sword at his waist.

At this moment, even if Wei Shizhang didn't want to fight anymore, there was nothing he could do. Without any time to think, he was instantly drawn into the melee and jumped down with a big hammer.

Xu Qingxiao raised his palm and moved Ruan Chuyin and the other four people ten feet away. His figure was like a wisp of black smoke and moved towards Meng Huali.

Xiang Wanrong's red whip was broken, and she picked up her husband's sword and resolutely stood in front of the three people.

Several disciples from the Ghost Realm and He Congjian discovered that the area where Ruan Chuyin was had become a vacuum zone. They were ecstatic and quickly rushed towards them.

"How dare you! How dare you touch my disciple-in-law, Qi Ruyi?"

In a flash, the soft sword at the waist flashed out like a spirit snake.

He Congjian is much older than Qi Ruyi, but who can blame him for being extremely intelligent and a hardworking fighter?

As soon as he finished speaking, he was knocked back heavily and flew back five feet before he could barely steady himself.

Qi Ruyi's burly figure quickly flashed before his disciple's wife. He had come especially for her. He had wanted to take the others and leave first, but now there were three more people. He couldn't help but sigh inwardly.

With the best in the world protecting Ruan Chuyin, everyone's morale was greatly boosted, and they gave it their all without any hesitation.

Wei Shizhang's aura was so strong that he took turns to smash down with two giant hammers. Before one fell, another one rose up, drawing brilliant white arcs in the night sky.

With a clang, the Soul-Snatching Sword collided heavily with an iron hammer, and swung it fiercely towards the other flying hammer. Taking advantage of Wei Shizhang's unarmed state, the Soul-Snatching Sword slashed down on him head-on, intending to kill him.

Unexpectedly, this person's momentum increased instead of decreasing even without his weapon. He rushed forward with a pair of iron fists. When they touched the cold sword, he changed his fists into palms and clamped the sword tightly, even taking half a step closer.

How could Meng Huali have ever been provoked like this? His purple eyes blazed with fire, and he twisted the blade with all his might, forcing him to let go.

Wei Shizhang remained expressionless, his heart already churning with anxiety. This man's strength was quite impressive... not bad. But he wasn't bad either! Gathering all his strength, he spun around with his sword.

The man in black cloak at the side grinned, and while Meng Huali had not yet drawn his weapon, he gathered his internal strength and swung his sword straight down. Unexpectedly, Meng Huali dropped the sword and retreated several feet. Before his feet touched the ground, he jumped up again and slammed down with both palms.

Time flies, Guiyu and others become more and more angry, no longer want to fight, and withdraw to catch people.

Qi Ruyi was like an indestructible wall of steel, blocking the intruders one by one.

After several exchanges, he discovered that the ghost-faced figure holding the whisk was very powerful, his sinister eyes occasionally glancing towards him. And the silver-haired old man currently engaged in a melee with Wei Yanli, Ji Zhiya, and Yue Yixing was even more powerful than the ghost-faced figure holding the whisk.

Seeing that there was no longer much advantage in continuing the fight, Meng Huali completely lost his patience, and with murderous intent on his face, he suddenly increased his internal strength to 100%.

The overwhelming sword energy was as sudden as lightning. The moment it broke through the air, countless bricks, tiles and rubble were rolled up several feet high from behind him, like a rushing river pressing down towards Xu Qingxiao and Wei Shizhang.

The destructive power surprised everyone.

Bai Heng immediately understood what the Sect Master was trying to do. After battling Ge Yinghan, he took up his flute and played the Prelude to the Dead Souls. The sonic attack was so powerful that even the exceptionally powerful Yue Yixing sustained significant internal injuries, causing him to fall from the eaves.

Qi Ruyi knew that he had to take action now, so he built an air wall for the four people behind him, and walked forward with his hands behind his back to block the sound of the flute together with Ge Yinghan.

Now is the chance!

Meng Huali seized the opportunity to cross the void and extended his claws to the woman who had repeatedly humiliated him.

Ruan Chuyin's heart trembled, and she instantly raised her right arm, and dense meteorite needles shot towards the phantom one after another.

Xiang Wanrong widened her eyes in shock and slowly lowered the sword she had held high.

Meng Huali would never have dreamed that this woman actually had a box of thousands of needles on her body, and he was accidentally stabbed by two needles.

Now the ghosts had no desire to fight anymore and were thinking of retreating.

A burst of unbridled laughter rose in the air.

Meng Huali's inner Qi surged wildly, uncontrollably forcing out the meteorite needles. He stared at the culprit with a fierce glare in his eyes and said, "Do you think that with the Thousand Needle Box and so many people protecting you, this Territory Lord can't do anything to you? Open your eyes and watch carefully how this Territory Lord takes you away!"

As soon as he finished speaking, wood and rocks flew everywhere and the earth shook.

Something seemed to be moving under the ruins.

Everyone stopped fighting, and even the nine elders and disciples of the Ghost Realm were shocked.

Would the Sect Master bring Mo Lin with him as well?

Before he could come to his senses, a two-headed python broke out of the ground, spitting out a huge red letter.