Chapter 347: Battle, stay with you to the end

Why is Ye Zhongyuan? !!
Emperor Fu shook his anger, clenched his fists with his little hands, and fought hard, holding back the discomfort in his throat, and squeezing the smell of sweetness.
Ye Chongyuan didn't expect to turn back to be a stunning girl. When she saw her staring at her with those cold and beautiful eyes, her heart would tremble inexplicably, and her expression was grim, she said, "Stop!"
"Which onion are you?" Di Fu shook his face expressionlessly. When he saw him, he stepped forward to stop him, his eyes narrowed slightly, and his hand was a throw.
A purple thunder arc burst out suddenly, slamming into Ye Zhongyuan.
Ye Chongyuan's eyebrows were slightly wrinkled, and he waved a block, and the sand immediately flew away.
His strength is higher than her, just three or two moves, she is in a disadvantage.
Di Fu shook his teeth, and the anger in his heart grew stronger.
Ye Zhongyuan's palm just now caused her to suffer great internal injuries, and now she has insufficient spiritual power to mobilize her body.
God knows how much fire is in her heart at this moment. If it wasn't for fear of letting go of the wind ancestor, she would definitely rush to hit him! !! !!
Ye Zhongyuan's eyes flashed a little dark. In the face of the woman's unmanned attitude, instead of being a little annoyed, he only felt a little familiar.
"I'm looking for the Feng family. It has nothing to do with outsiders. If you want to step in again, don't regret it!" Di Fuya said coldly, and his hand holding Feng's ancestor's neck immediately increased.
Ye Zhongyuan's face was condensed, and his cold and proud eyes fell on the wind ancestors and Feng Zhentian.
If he had changed, he would have no interest in shooting, but now he came to Fengfu to get the medicine primer.
As the Lord of a country, he saw his people being bullied, and he sat high on the sidelines and waited for him to take away the treasures of other people's towns.
"I let you stop."
"The same thing, I don't want to say it again for the third time!" Di Fu Yao Qi is no weaker than him, even with a bit of crazy bloodthirsty.
Ye Zhongyuan's eyebrows frowned slightly. Why was this girl so stubborn?
When Emperor Fu saw him silent, he stopped talking nonsense and exerted all his strength.
"The emperor, save the Weichen family. The devil said that he would wash the Weichen family in blood, and the emperor saved his life!" Feng Zhentian rushed for help. "The emperor knew that the emperor needed the medicine to save the snow master, as long as the emperor It can save the ancestor of Weichen, even if the emperor took it! "
This made Di Fu shake his heart and tightened.
It turned out that Ye Chongyuan personally came to Fengfeng's house to find medicine for the woman named Yan Qianxue.
Besides, she slapped her indifferently.
Although she understood that if Ye Zhongyuan knew that the stunning girl standing in front of him was her Emperor Fuyao, he would not have shot.
After she washed the lead and lifted the curse, her appearance was restored as before, and she was glorious. He didn't recognize it, but didn't know why, when she saw his efforts for a woman, she felt a pain in her heart.
Emperor Fu couldn't shake his mind for a moment, but the ancestor of the wind got into the hole, and he saw the opportunity to brew a fire and poison palm, and slammed on her left chest with all his strength.
"Go to death! Poison woman!"
Unprepared, she was shot spitting bloodily.
The scarlet liquid flowed slowly down the corner of her lips.
"Old thing, it seems that I am too kind?" Di Fuyao raised his scarlet lips and raised his other hand sharply. He whistled a few slaps on the old wrinkled face of the old ancestor.
"Ah!" Feng ancestor sighed in pain.
I just felt that my skin was corroded by something, and it made a horrifying sound.
Suddenly, Feng's ancestor's face was corroded to reveal Bai Sensen's flesh.
"Old thing, I also let you taste it, the pain of being eroded by the poison every day!" Di Fu sneered.
Just then, Ye Zhongyuan suddenly moved.
I saw a powerful peerlessness brewing in his hands and attacked her.
"I didn't expect that the dignified ghost emperor was this kind of person." Di Fu shook without anger and laughed. "Since you are going to fight without discrimination, then, let me accompany you to the end!"
"Boss, don't do it! You're less than 50% of your strength now. If you fight against Ye Zhongyuan, you will lose it!" Di Gou reminded her quickly.
But Emperor Fuyao was already full of anger, and now anyone who stops will hit anyone.
In order to prevent Ye Zhongyuan from being aware of her identity, she replaced her weapon with a soft whip.
Facing Ye Zhongyuan's powerful dark power, the wind under her feet rushed forward like a glance.
The soft whip pierced the air and made a violent blasting sound.
Ye Zhongyuan stared at her with narrow eyes.
This young girl has a beautiful face, dressed in a cold and frivolous black clothes, with fierce moves and fast and accurate.
If he changed the usual face of such a delicate and beautiful woman, he would not even look at it.
But I don't know why. When he saw this stunning girl, his face always appeared in his mind, and he looked twice.
Snapped!
As soon as Ye Zhongyuan shook the gods, Di Fuyao's soft whip slammed heavily on his arm. The force was so strong that the skin he drew directly was flesh and blood, and it was clear that she was doing her best.
"You poison woman, how dare you hurt my emperor Beicha !!" Feng Zhentian was shocked and angry.
"Hehe, Emperor Beicha?" Emperor Fu shook a sneer, and there was no trace of tenderness in his eyes. There was only an indifferent barrier. "I care who he is, this indiscriminate man, don't bother!"
Ye Zhongyuan was puzzled in his heart. What made him indiscriminate, why not?
Emperor Fuyao did not give him the slightest chance to catch his breath. He clenched the soft whip like a lightning, a leap came to the man, and the long whip shot like a thunderbolt.
There was no imaginary sound coming from the skin.
On the contrary, Di Fuyao only saw the whip whistling out, and Ye Zhongyuan firmly grasped the whip.
How could this man catch her soft whip?
Di Fuyao was a little surprised, and he pulled hard.
Who knew Ye Zhongyuan was so stable as a stone mill that he couldn't pull it at all.
As soon as she tried hard, she was carried away by inertia and flung at him.
"Grass!" Emperor Fu shouted inwardly.
With a light toe, a glide glanced from Ye Zhongyuan's side, avoiding bumping into him.
When the two passed, Feng Zhentian quickly stepped forward to support his father.
"Zhentian, go, kill this poisonous woman !!!" Feng's ancestor's entire old face was corroded by poison, exposing Senbai's bones and falling to the ground terribly.
He was so pained in his heart that he didn't even want to restore his eyesight. At this moment, he only wanted the demon to die without a burial place!
Feng Zhentian gritted his teeth, stepped forward, and attacked fiercely.
"Old and big heart!" Di Gou reminded quickly.
The wind blade instantly swept over.
Di Fuyao couldn't resist, and the sharp wind blade instantly cut her skin apart.
Blood spurted from the delicate fair skin.
Ye Zhongyuan frowned, and there was a kind of unbearable feeling in her heart.