King of the Fairy City

Without saying a word, Ye Mo lightly jumped onto the palace wall and faced the three Nascent Soul Ancestors, their cloaks fluttering in the night wind.

From the beginning to the end, Ye Mo used the identity he had when he first entered Corpse Demon City. He did not use his true face, and was not afraid that the three oirans would remember his appearance.

"I'm just ordered to kill. Anyone who stands in my way will be killed. The same goes for the Blue and White Palace."

Ye Mo said frankly with a smile, facing the three Nascent Soul Ancestors, he did not fall behind at all.

Of course, it's not that Ye Mo is strong, but that these oirans are not very skilled. They say they are ancestors, but they are not worthy of their name. They have never hunted Warcraft or Monsters, they don't have much experience in fighting, and they lack a murderous aura.

"You want to kill that old Taoist? You can discuss with us why you should be so direct and kill the two oirans of the Blue Flower Palace, the anger of the Green Demon Xiaozong is not something you can bear."

The cold female voice said angrily.

"Why do you have to say this to deceive a three-year-old child and surrender your identity? Are the three of you going to block my way? I just killed two big courtesans, so I'm not afraid of killing three more."

Ye Mo sneered and lowered the brim of his cloak. His eyes under the brim were as cold as frost.

If it were the moment when the moonlight was strong, Ye Mo would be sure to kill these three great courtesans. Unfortunately, God failed to fulfill his wishes. Facing the three ancestors, he would not be able to take any advantage.

However, these three oirans didn't know the situation of Liaoyan Palace and Lianyi Palace, let alone Ye Mo's details. It was impossible for them not to believe what Ye Mo said, and they must be extremely afraid of Ye Mo.

"What a loud tone. I want to see how you kill the three of us."

Another different voice came, another oiran said angrily.

As soon as he finished speaking, a thin and soft handkerchief flew out from the ball of light. The handkerchief was azure in color and grew long in the wind. With a huff and a roll, the handkerchief came towards Ye Mo and enveloped him, and at the same time, a rich fragrance filled the air. Special aroma.

Ye Mo didn't know what the use of this handkerchief magic weapon was, and he didn't want to know. He immediately shouted: "Can this be called a magic weapon? Break it for me."

A stream of mana poured into the metal flying sword. Ye Mo held the sword secret and pointed it in the air. The flying sword suddenly skyrocketed hundreds of feet. The golden light was bright, the sword body trembled violently, and the infinite sword energy surged and pierced towards Zhanqing handkerchief.

Not to be outdone, Zhan Qing's handkerchief surged and expanded, taking the initiative to face the gold flying sword.

Tsk tsk...

The terrifying edge of the sword energy, each one has the power to crush a hill, but when it was slashed on the Zhanqing handkerchief, it could not cut even a corner. The body of the flying sword was also shrouded and wrapped, and could no longer be cut. Can't exert its power.

Ye Mo frowned, slightly surprised, and said to himself: "This Zhanqing handkerchief is not ordinary. It is a piece of cloth-like magic weapon that can ignore the power of the golden flying sword, but it is quite miraculous."

Thinking about it in his mind, Ye Mo did not escape immediately.

When monks fight, they not only fight for their cultivation, magical weapons, and spells, but also for calculations, momentum, etc. Ye Mo is extremely experienced in martial arts, so he naturally knows that he must not weaken his momentum at this moment, otherwise, even if he is sure to escape, he will still be able to escape. The abilities of the three ancestors would also make him very embarrassed.

"You talk arrogant words, I think you only have this ability. Humph, you want to kill three more ancestors. What a fool's dream."

The cold voice sounded again.

Along with this sound, a dark blue flying sword was sacrificed. The flying sword was made very delicate, and it was obvious at a glance that it belonged to the daughter's family.

Unfortunately, the dark blue luster and a blue vein-like stripe on it ruined the elegance of the flying sword. Instead, it was filled with a sinister feeling, making the entire sword look extremely sinister and evil.

The last light group that had never spoken a word also presented a white jade hairpin at this time. The flying hairpin was also extremely refined, with several round and flawless pearls and dozens of tassels hanging on the head of the huge hairpin.

Ru Shi was the one who offered the white jade hairpin, Ru Yue was the one who offered the flying sword, and Ru Hua was the one who offered the clear handkerchief.

Rushi suddenly said: "Two sisters, this person must be specialized in the art of assassination, so it is so useless to fight openly. Don't let him hide and attack, otherwise we may really fall."

"Sister Ru Shi is still smart. Yes, I know the strength of sisters Ru Yi and Ru Yan very well. He can kill three ancestors in a row, he must have used assassination techniques."

"Unfortunately, the reason why the assassination technique is so powerful is that it can hide in the dark, accumulate mana, and kill him with one strike of thunder. Now that this person is standing openly in front of us, he has no chance to accumulate mana, and his natural strength is greatly reduced."

Ruhua thought she had seen through Ye Mo's methods, sneered again and again, and fired dozens of spells one after another, forcing the Zhanqing handkerchief to explode with infinite power, trying to crush Ye Mo's flying sword.

Her Zhanqing handkerchief is indeed extraordinary. It is the most powerful magic weapon given to her by the leader of the Green Demon Sect. It is said to be made from the silk spun out by the unique gold-devouring silkworms in the Demonic Abyss deep in the Southern Demon Continent.

Many monks on the Southern Demon Continent like to use this kind of silk to make protective robes, which are like brocade and gold and are extremely valuable.

However, this kind of gold-devouring silkworm is rare, and high-level gold-devouring silkworm monsters are even rarer. The higher-level gold-devouring silkworms spin out silk, the tougher it is. Her handkerchief is said to be the silk spun by the tenth-level gold-devouring silkworm. It is made by refining, and it takes some effort to break the magic weapon.

Ye Mo's flying sword is now a ninth-level top-notch magical weapon. It is only one step away from becoming a magical magical weapon. By sealing the magical power in it, the enemy's capital will be greatly increased.

However, the gap between magical weapons is huge. A little bit is just a little bit different. Just like the cultivation level, the peak of the Golden Core is the peak of the Golden Core. It will never be as good as Yuanying. It can be said that there is a huge difference.

Just as Ruhua was about to make her move, Ruyue and Rushi offered their own magic weapons.

They knew that Ruhua's handkerchief was quite powerful, but it was not a magical weapon. It was just a ninth-level top-level magic weapon with tenth-level materials. The flying sword of the man opposite was also at the peak of the ninth level, and the handkerchief could not be easily crushed.

Therefore, they decided to make a move together to get rid of this daring cultivator first.

"Why are you silent, sir? Didn't you say you would kill three more ancestors? Why don't you make a move? Is it a fair fight, and you have nowhere to use your magic?"

Ruyue's cold and ruthless voice sounded, and the magic sword was infused with magic power, and it suddenly surged hundreds of feet, stirring up the spiritual energy and magic energy in the sky, and slashed at Ye Mo fiercely.

Standing on the pink palace wall, Ye Mo couldn't help laughing. He didn't expect that his waiting caused the misunderstanding of the three courtesans, thinking that he specialized in assassination and his strength was greatly reduced after being exposed.

The magic sword was deep blue, and in a blink of an eye, it was approaching, and the ferocious veins on it, like blood vessels, were surging, and it looked even more ferocious.

"Being smart will cost you a lot."

Just as the magic sword was about to chop Ye Mo's head, a snow-colored and cold white gas suddenly appeared under Ye Mo's feet. In an instant, Ye Mo was as steady as a solid ground, and his steps turned, turning into a clear light that was difficult to see and dodged to the side.

"Boom"

The magic energy was surging, and Ye Mo dodged this attack, but the Lianyi Palace under his feet could not avoid it. It was broken and shattered by the power of the magic sword. The huge Lianyi Palace was almost completely destroyed by this sword.

"Appear"

Ye Mo shouted softly, and the remaining seven swords of the Eight Series Swords suddenly appeared beside Ye Mo, trembling around Ye Mo, flashing various colors of light, and extremely gorgeous.

"Five Elements Three Magic Sword Formation, Formation"

Ye Mo shouted again, and cast dozens of spells, controlling the seven flying swords to fly up against the sky, exerting force together, and sending the magic sword flying. Then, with several loud "clang clang" sounds, it chopped on the Zhan Qing handkerchief.

In an instant, the wind blew, the fire burned, the water eroded, and the lightning struck. The power of the seven flying swords burst out, and they hit the Zhan Qing handkerchief at the same time, and the wind and clouds were raging.

"Puff"

With so many flying swords attacking at the same time, the material of the Zhan Qing handkerchief itself could withstand it, but Ruhua, the owner of the handkerchief, was shaken unimaginably by the soul. Her pretty face turned pale and she spit out a large mouthful of blood.

It was difficult to control the handkerchief magic weapon anymore, so Ruhua quickly controlled the handkerchief to fly back, and a strong fear flashed in her eyes, and she dared not attack easily again.

As the handkerchief magic weapon was put away, the golden flying sword was released, and the eight flying swords gathered together, forming a formation and hovering in the air. Various lights were dazzling and gorgeous, and a spiritual pressure that stirred the world rolled and spread.

Such a terrible spiritual pressure made the Jindan cultivator of Qinghua Palace who came from afar change his face. His body couldn't help but tremble slightly, and he immediately stopped in place, not daring to move forward.

"This is... a cultivator from the Immortal City Alliance. This is the breath of mana."

The faces of the Jindan cultivators were ugly. It was okay for Qinghua Palace to be disturbed by someone, but the one who disturbed it was actually a cultivator from the Immortal City Alliance. No matter what, Qinghua Palace was going to lose face this time.

"Quickly report to the fellow disciples of Qingmo Xiaozong and ask them to send people to support. We will surround Qinghua Palace and must not let the cultivator from the Immortal City Alliance escape, otherwise he will definitely be punished."

A female disciple at the peak of the ninth level of Jindan said.

They are indeed the cultivators guarding the Qinghua Palace, but at the same time, they are also disciples of the Shiba Sect, and even more so the "girls" of the Qinghua Palace.

Just as they dispersed and prepared to surround the Qinghua Palace, Ye Mo sneered and controlled the eight-series flying swords to the three courtesans, many Jindan disciples, and four palaces.

Only three flying swords made the three courtesans exhausted, while the rest of the flying swords were like lightning, quickly killing many Qinghua Palace Jindan cultivators.

Two of the flying swords turned into two long rainbow dragons, and after a few shuttles, they destroyed the remaining four palaces, and then joined the team to kill the Jindan demon cultivators.

The screams continued. How could the Jindan demon cultivators possibly stop the flying swords of the Yuanying cultivators, not to mention a group of prostitutes who relied on evil ways to improve their cultivation and had no experience in fighting. This was a one-sided massacre.

"I've said long ago that anyone who stands in my way will be killed. This is a small lesson. If you dare to chase me without knowing whether to live or die, the three of you will die too."

Ye Mo snorted coldly, and used his full strength to control the Eight-Series Flying Sword to instantly flee far away.

As soon as he flew a few miles, Ye Mo put away the Eight-Series Flying Sword and fled at full speed.

Now is not the time to tangle with these female demon cultivators. The giant monster of the Corpse Ba Sect is far beyond Ye Mo's ability to fight. The most important thing at the moment is to get out of the sight of these three courtesans, and then find a dark place and change his identity to Miao Qi.