In the desert, the yellow sand is flying, forming tornadoes, rising into the sky, making the sound of howling wind.
This time, Zhang Ruochen was silent for a long time, stared at Han Qiu opposite, and said: "I have never regarded you as a servant. I can give you everything you want. I have never been stingy with any cultivation resources for you. It¡¯s just that there are some things that I really can¡¯t give you.¡±
If so, Zhang Ruochen made a compromise today and agreed to Han Qiu's conditions. From now on, Han Qiu will only ask for more and lead to more unpredictable crises.
Today¡¯s Han Qiu is like a sharp poisonous needle. If you can¡¯t give her affection, don¡¯t touch her.
Once touched, it will be irreversible.
Han Qiu bit his lower lip tightly, tears welling up in his eyes, and formed a sword formula with his two slender fingers.
"Wow¡ª¡ª"
A holy sword flew out and floated in front of her, emitting layers of black brilliance.
"Fight with me, and if you win, I will no longer force you to do anything in the future. If I win, you must marry me and make me the crown prince." Han Qiu's will is very determined.
Zhang Ruochen clasped his hands behind his back, shook his head slightly, and said, "Why must we fight? Can't we even be friends, only enemies?"
"Are you going to fight or not?" Han Qiu said.
"No fight."
Zhang Ruochen did not expect that his relationship with Han Qiu would develop to this point.
¡°If we really fight her today, no matter who wins or loses, then from now on, they can only be enemies.
Because, even if Zhang Ruochen wins, it is still impossible for Han Qiu to stay by his side and obey his orders.
If Han Qiu wins, Zhang Ruochen will not marry her.
Sometimes, fighting cannot solve the problem at all, but only deepens the conflict.
Han Qiu bit his lip, blood flowed into his mouth, and there was a fishy-sweet taste.
"Shua¡ª¡ª"
The holy sword burst out with sharp cold light and flew out, hitting Zhang Ruochen's heart. Han Qiu was trying to force him to take action.
Suddenly, a piece of white holy light flew out with another holy sword, and collided with the holy sword played by Han Qiu.
"Bang."
Two holy swords, one white and one black, flew out at the same time.
One of the handles fell into Han Qiu's hands.
The other handle flew far away and fell into the hands of another stunning beauty.
Huang Yanchen held the holy sword, and the tip of the sword slid from the ground. He walked out step by step from a distance, his sapphire blue hair dancing in the wind, and he exuded a cold temperament, saying: "If so, you really If you have feelings for him, then no matter what, you should not draw a sword at him. If you force him, it will have no effect at all. If you really want to fight, then fight with me."
Zhang Ruochen stared at Huang Yanchen, frowned slightly, and said, "Senior sister, I think you should not get involved at this moment. I will handle this matter."
Huang Yanchen shook his head: "This matter also has something to do with me. I think it is better for us women to resolve women's matters ourselves."
When Han Qiu saw Huang Yanchen appear, his aura surged. Compared with just now, it was more than ten times stronger.
She sneered: "Huang Yanchen, even you want to fight me. If it weren't for Zhang Ruochen who helped you become a world leader, how could you have achieved what you have now? With your physique and talent, you are not even worthy of carrying my shoes." .¡±
"Yeah?"
Huang Yanchen looked very cold, but also quite calm, and said: "I would like to ask you, if it weren't for Zhang Ruochen's help, would you have been able to survive the backlash crisis of the body of darkness?"
"If Zhang Ruochen hadn't given you an opportunity, would you have been able to join the Liangyi Sect, learn the Tai Chi Xiantian Gong, the sect-restraining code of Tai Chi, and balance the two opposing forces in your body?"
"If Zhang Ruochen hadn't taken you into the world of picture scrolls and provided you with a steady stream of cultivation resources, would you be able to achieve your current cultivation level?"
Han Qiu did not deny everything Huang Yanchen said, and said: "Okay! Since you dare to challenge, I will help you. Even if you become a world leader and achieve extraordinary achievements that surpass ordinary people, there is still a huge gap between you and me. . If you die by my sword, I can only blame you for overestimating your own abilities and cannot blame me."
"If you lose to me, then from now on, you have to listen to me."
Huang Yanchen's body exuded a sharp aura, and sword-shaped sword auras filled the air, completely covering a radius of hundreds of miles, forming a desperate situation of death.
Under the Semi-Saint, any living being that breaks into within a hundred miles will definitely die.
&nbsWhen the earth first opened, one of the first creatures to be born supported the world with its own body.
Han Qiu quickly stabilized his steps, jumped up, flew into the air, spread his arms, and completely released the power of darkness from his body.
"The undead ghosts listen to my call, and the door to the underworld will not be opened immediately."?
She bit the tip of her tongue and spit out a mouthful of blood.
The blood was suspended in the air, gradually dispersed, and condensed into a blood-red ghost gate.
The blood containing the power of darkness is intertwined with the rules of darkness, forming slender chains that actually penetrate the space and connect to the underworld.
Behind the ghost gate, undead ghosts rushed out one after another, forming an army of ghost soldiers. In addition, there are also some powerful evil corpses that have crossed the ghost gate and broken into the Qinglong Ruins realm.
"Ouch!"
A bone dragon several thousand meters long flew out, exuding a sinister aura comparable to that of a beast king, and circled in the sky.
In fact, only by cultivating the body of darkness to great perfection can Han Qiu be able to travel between the underworld and the underworld at will, and summon yin soldiers and ghosts for her use.
However, Huang Yanchen put a lot of pressure on her, forcing her to consume a lot of blood, forcefully open the ghost door, and summon an army of Yin soldiers.
Han Qiu's face became paler and paler. The blood loss in his body was quite serious, and he did not dare to continue to support the ghost gate.
So, she immediately retracted her hands and flew down to the bone dragon's head, facing the cold wind, like a peerless witch, staring at Huang Yanchen opposite.
Without the support of the power of darkness, the gate of hell will be closed immediately.
The real decisive battle has just begun.
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