The two powerful men of the Divine Sect of the Yuan family faced Fu Ling'er and Wanqi Yuan. They were originally confident, but after three or five moves, their mood plummeted.

You know, they are the elites that the Ninth Heaven's aristocratic Yuan family has spent countless efforts and resources to carefully cultivate. Now they can't even take down a mere God King. This really undermines the family's high and mighty and arrogant face.

As the battle continued, the two became increasingly nervous under the fierce attacks of Fu Ling'er and Wan Qiyuan. The moves gradually became chaotic, and the originally exquisite martial arts completely lost their due power. The impatience in the hearts of the two people was like a burning flame, which became more and more intense, making this fierce battle even more chaotic.

Each attack and defense seemed hasty and blind, as if they had forgotten the skills and strategies they had practiced in their daily lives. At this moment, they were like two enraged beasts, fighting each other based on instinct, completely ignoring their own safety and changes in the surrounding environment.

Lin Yanyue frowned, she saw that something was wrong with the Yuan family. She had fought with Fu Ling'er and Wan Qiyuan many times, and she knew that the other party was not afraid of their level suppression at all.

At first, she thought that the other party had some treasure that could offset their level of pressure. This alone made them lose the upper hand in the battle.

But later she discovered that Fu Ling'er's ability to fight across levels was still extremely strong, and the level suppression was not enough in front of her.

At that time, she was defeated by Shi Niu at the hands of Fu Ling'er again. She was really convinced. No wonder more and more divine guards died at her hands.

At this moment, even the strong men of the Divine Sect had such a hard time fighting in front of them, Lin Yanyue felt it was outrageous. Who on earth was the other party?

Fu Linger is indeed cunning. She actually uses them to consolidate her own strength and also uses them to level up. How can ordinary people have the courage to face so many powerful people like them?

But she dared. Moreover, Lin Yanyue also discovered that the other party's contracted beasts were also terrifyingly powerful and difficult to deal with, and should not be underestimated.

Lin Yanyue looked at Fu Ling'er and Wanqi Yuan who were gradually gaining the upper hand with complicated eyes.

Suddenly, the former deacon walked up to her side and said with a slightly angry look,

"Lin Shenwei, are you not telling me the truth? Is the other party really a Divine King? Why is it different from what you said?"

"Deacon Yuan, you are wrongly accusing me. I believe you have seen the other party's cultivation level. It's already this time, there is no need for me to lie to you, right?"

"Then why aren't they afraid of being suppressed by their level? Their strength is not like that of a God King at all."

"I really don't know about this, but I know that Deacon Yuan is extremely capable and powerful, and he is well-known in the Yuan family for being highly valued by the head of the family. The fact that the head of the Yuan family can entrust such an important matter to the deacon shows that he values ​​the deacon very much and has absolute trust in you. I think with the deacon's current level of cultivation, it is more than enough to deal with two insignificant God Kings," Lin Yanyue said sincerely and solemnly, making people feel that she has no way out and wants to grab a life-saving straw.

The former deacon glanced at Lin Yanyue, his eyes flashing. He knew that this woman was trying to flatter him, and he didn't take her words seriously. But in fact, he was very pleased that the captain of the Heavenly Emperor Palace Divine Guard could be so servile to a deacon like him. After satisfying his vanity, he immediately smiled gently and patted Lin Yanyue's shoulders twice.

"Lin Yanyue is indeed a man of foresight. How dare the ants from the lower realm go against my Yuan family? Lin Shenwei, just wait and see. I will go and finish them off so that I can go back earlier."

Then, the former deacon smiled contemptuously and looked at Fu Ling'er and Wanqi Yuan who were fighting as if they were dead people.

"Okay, okay, Deacon Yuan, please," Lin Yanyue looked at Deacon Yuan with joy and admiration. Seeing Deacon Yuan rushing into the battle circle, Lin Yanyue curled her lips. She was a divine guard of the Emperor's Palace, but she had to be servile to the original man. It made her angry just thinking about it. In any other occasion, she would not even glance at him.

The former deacon rushed towards Fu Ling'er and Wanqi Yuan, and drove away the two Jingwei who were already at the end of their strength. He then faced Fu Ling'er and Wanqi Yuan head-on.

Two against one, the former deacon was not in a hurry. A light flashed in his hand, and a long sword appeared in his hand.

"Since you two are resisting so stubbornly, I will come and see for myself your powerful moves. Hahahaha, my Demon-Subduing Sword has been eager to drink blood," the former deacon said, and his aura suddenly rose. The strong pressure came towards the two of them like an overwhelming tidal wave.

"Master Divine Sect, you and the male master should be careful. There is the aura of wronged souls on this man's sword. If you are scratched by it, the wound will not scab over easily and will be difficult to heal. It seems that the sword has killed many people," Feifei's voice sounded in Fu Ling'er's mind.

"It's just the energy of the wronged soul. It can be removed. Why is it so difficult to heal?"

"It's probably because the sword itself is a bit strange and made of a special material! However, for others, the sword is not easy to deal with, but master, you are not afraid of any kind of spiritual energy, right? Just tell the male master to be careful."

The conversation lasted only a blink of an eye, and Wanqi Yuan had already faced the opponent's attack.

Seeing this, Fu Ling'er took the opportunity to send a message to Ling You, asking him to kill the two Jingweis, so as to prevent them from recovering and attacking her and Wanqi Yuan. After sending the message, Fu Ling'er rushed towards the two warring parties.

After Lingyou sent the message, she narrowed her eyes and looked at the divine guard who was entangled with her. The other party had been seriously injured by him and was just one step away from the last tremor. So Lingyou showed her sharp claws and flashed a few crazy cold lights towards the other party's neck.

Suddenly, the opponent's head fell to the ground, and before the guards next to him could rush towards him angrily, he turned into a puff of black smoke and disappeared on the spot.

When he appeared again, he was already behind the two Jingwei who were regulating their breathing. Without any extra words, he swung his claws at the two men's necks. The light was so cold that before the two men could even scream, blood splattered and their heads fell to the ground.

Almost at the same time, a sound of breaking through the air came rushing towards Lingyou's left side. The next moment, a long sword pierced Lingyou's body, and Lin Yanyue's smile froze on her face, staring blankly at the black smoke in front of her eyes being blown away by the strong wind brought by the sword.

Damn it, seeing that the sneak attack failed and two of her capable helpers died, Lin Yanyue was a little anxious. Seeing that there were only a few of the divine guards she brought with her, it seemed that she should make plans early.

So, Lin Yanyue pretended to be very busy and quietly moved towards the outside of the battle circle again.

At this time, the former deacon, who was outnumbered two to one, had already shown signs of defeat after experiencing the power of the black and white double blades and the Sword of the Fallen God. Facing the frightening pressure that Wanqi Yuan occasionally emitted, he was puzzled and helpless.

At this moment, his heart was in turmoil.