On the city tower, hundreds of disciples whom Princess Yujiao usually win over came over like a swarm of slaughtering the Feiyun Army madly. Many members of the rebel army fell in a pool of blood. Fortunately, Qiuyu used the treasure weapon to lift the dragon arrow to defeat the veteran general Qi Yundun, and rushed into the enemy masters with a swaying sky-cutting blade. After all, it was a realm of virtualization, and his cultivation was beyond those of those disciples. He seemed to have the courage of thousands of men and could be said to be invincible. Wherever the sword went, blood splattered, and the disciples howled and fell down.

In comparison, Gongshu Yuan's cultivation was even more powerful, as if he was a senior super strong man. The giant sword made a buzzing sound, and his sharp edges crisscrossed and swept towards the enemy, like a demonic god appearing in the world, making the guests feel heartbroken. Although there were many people, they no longer had the momentum they had before, and they seemed afraid to get close to this powerful old man like a lion.

The members of the Gongshu family were also very powerful and joined the battle, but there were hundreds of visitors, including many powerful Rongpo. Overall, the Feiyun Army was still quite inferior. Although Qiu Yu and Gongshu Yuan turned the tide, they were still at a disadvantage and temporarily shook the opponent's spirit.

The ruthless character among the disciples is also Princess Yujiao's confidant. The old man holding the oolong hook had two small beards on his lips, and his head was born with a mouse head and a stern voice: "Everyone rushed forward, don't be afraid of them. Go together. If you destroy these rebels, the princess will definitely be rewarded..."

It really goes with the saying, people die for money and birds die for food. When I heard the old man bewitched, these disciples cheered up and rushed forward again. After all, there are hundreds of experts on our side, and they have a great advantage...

Princess Yujiao frowned in the distance, with a gloomy expression on her charming face. She looked at the bandit leader holding a big sword intently. She looked puzzled in her eyes, feeling elusive. Where the guy who came out was very strong, he was already a super strong person in the realm of virtualization, but he was also very capable. There were so many strong people under her command who worked hard for him, and they were almost all brave and cruel.

For example, the orcs, zombie-like guys, two fat old ladies like pigs, and ghost-like old men and old women, were quite fierce. Although they were injured to varying degrees under the siege of the disciples, they fought back like wild animals, as if they were desperate for life. They were probably all vicious demons, but they were respectful and loyal to the bandit leader, which was really puzzling.

There are also old men from Gongshu family who are tall and powerful, and their group of tribe members have better skills than Mo Yu, but the bandit leader has great face and can invite these people. You must know that the leader's cultivation is unfathomable, and it is even more powerful than the bandit leader...

Could it be... Zhao Yujiao's heart moved and remembered someone, but she was not sure. After all, her appearance did not match her age. The other party always looked very young and looked old. Although she had known each other for many years, she still looked like she had first met. The bandit leader is nearly fifty years old and has a vicissitudes of life and is so ugly. It shouldn't be that.

But it seems that the body shape is not much different, tall and tall, and somewhat similar. Could it be that person?

Under all kinds of confusion, Zhao Yujiao decided to try whether the other party was the person he was guessing, and said sternly: "Qiu Yu, you bastard must die a bad death..."

The voice was swept in the air with spiritual energy, which made everyone hear it clearly. Qiu Yu couldn't help but be stunned and subconsciously wanted to turn his head to look over. However, he was deeply trapped in the siege. The enemy's attack was very fierce. He could not be careless at all and continued to fight wildly with many visitors. Without responding, he thought to himself, it was impossible. I was wearing a human skin mask and did not reveal any flaws. How did the other party see through it?

After all, the distance was too far, Zhao Yujiao didn't see clearly what the reaction was, but she felt that it was almost the same. She thought of the legendary magical human skin mask, which could change her appearance after wearing it. This kid was cunning and could do anything, and there was no such powerful bandit leader in his country, so he should be this boy.

When she thought that she might be an old opponent, the woman was even more angry and scolded her with resentment: "The bastard named Qiu, you are either a human or a shameless beast. The dignified Prince Ling of the Great Yan Kingdom actually came to our Zhao Kingdom to dress up as a bandit and wanted to destroy the country of Zhao Kingdom. It was extremely abominable. You will die without a place to bury..."

Many people inside and outside the city heard it, and both sides were shocked. What's going on? Is the man holding a big sword in the air actually the King of Ling of Yan? What's the fake bandit? Is it true or false?

Qiu Yu ignored it, as if he didn't hear it. Whatever you say, I just don't admit it. I don't want to say anything to you. It's not painful to be scolded. At present, the most important thing is to save Fancheng, so he still fought fiercely with the enemy, as if the woman was scolding him at all, but someone else.

But Ji Yun was so angry that he seemed to have anger in his eyes. After all, Qiu Yu was the most important person in her life. He felt like he was very fond of love. How could he allow that bitch to be slandered? Anyway, Xiao Yu's identity has been leaked, so there is no need to hide anything. While she led her members to fight the enemy bravely, she sternly cursed: "Stop talking, why do you scold him? If you have any kindness, come over. Let's fight with real swords and guns..."

As soon as this statement was made, it confirmed Zhao Yujiao's guess. It was indeed Qiu Yu's damn boy, which made her furious. Her eyes turned to the woman who responded loudly, and she also had a deep impression of her. After all, she was extremely ugly, and it was really a sad thing to be like this as a woman.

Princess Yujiao's voice was filled with anger, "Who is you bitch? You look ugly and weird. I want to vomit after time. I know that you are a little beast. Is Qiuyu's eyes blind and looking for you? It's ugly and has come out of a new realm, just like a ghost..."

The two women were competing. Zhao Yujiao's insults were so sarcastic that Ji Yun was so angry that murderous intent appeared in his eyes. He wished he could kill each other immediately and said angrily: "Fuck you, you are so ugly that it makes people unable to bear to look at him. I will let you see it..."

The woman's anger was very scary, so she ignored it and seemed irrational. The key was that Ji Yun put on a human skin mask in order to cooperate with her lover's hidden identity. Anyway, the truth is revealed to the world now, and she still cares about what she wants to die brightly even if she dies. So she waved her sword and stormed out a wave of fire, forcing the surrounding enemies to retreat. She pulled off the human skin mask from her face with her left hand and quickly put it into the storage bracelet.

In an instant, everyone nearby was shocked. The face that appeared in front of them was a white and rosy face, delicate and flawless facial features, and the skin seemed to be extremely smooth and tender. It was no longer the middle-aged ugly woman he had before. It was not an exaggeration to say that she was a fairy descending to earth in such a beautiful face. It was simply too beautiful and amazing!

In order to prove that he was not an ugly woman, Ji Yun turned his head and glared fiercely at the direction where Zhao Yujiao was. This beautiful face was revealed in the other party's eyes. Then he quickly turned around, his pretty face was covered with frost, and he waved his sword to stab the guy on the right. The other party was an obese man in his fifties, stepping on the leaf-shaped weapon under his feet. He had just launched a besiege of this woman with many companions. He just glanced at the beautiful face of the prosperous times. He couldn't believe it, and his eyes were straight.
Chapter completed!