Chapter 290: Weird Twins

There were more than 10,000 blue-haired cultivators appearing this time, but there were six or seven powerful demon kings, and there were also several cultivators in the God Transformation Stage with unknown cultivation. Therefore, after the people of the Xiaoyao Sword Sect surrounded them, both sides could restrain themselves and there was no conflict.

The people of the Xiaoyao Sword Sect just tasted the sweetness and grabbed a lot of strange magic weapons, but there were not many casualties on their side. Therefore, when these sword cultivators flew to the southeast direction, they were eager to try and wanted to take action immediately.

Wang Yue was also among these excited sword cultivators, looking at the blue-haired cultivation and blue-haired monsters in the valley, just like a big bad wolf seeing a delicious little sheep. The figures jumped, and they couldn't tell how many masters the other party had. But Wang Yue could win steadily if he was under the Nascent Soul or below the Nascent Soul stage.

The head Fu Yunzi was whispering to a group of elders around him, too long-time elders, and they seemed to be hesitating about killing and not killing, each with its pros and cons. But what is certain is that few people who have achieved success in cultivation have few indecisive people. Once they have enough benefits, they will kill and act decisively, and will never leave any way out for the enemy.

As for the sayings of God having the virtue of being a virtuous person, God has a glimmer of hope, being a human being can meet in the future, etc., are not applicable to them.

"I saw an acquaintance." Murong Yan kept following Wang Yue, pointing to a group of monsters in the valley and said.

Following the direction she pointed, Wang Yue also saw it. It was not only familiar, but also mysterious and weird. The woman looked exactly the same as Murong Yan, and Wang Yue once named her Murong Eryan.

"Yes, it's exactly the same, and I can really be an acquaintance." Wang Yue looked at Murong Yan's reaction carefully and found that her expression was normal. Gu Jing Wubo was like seeing a cat and a dog. He had no intention of saving her, nor did he ignore it and pretended not to see it.

"Don't you save her?" Murong Yan asked.

"Don't you save her?" Wang Yue asked back.

"Do you want to hear my explanation?" Murong Yan said calmly, as if he was indifferent to the life and death of the blue-haired monk in the valley.

"If you want to say it, I will listen." Wang Yue had been curious about her life experience for a long time, but she didn't say it, and Wang Yue actually refused to ask.

Murong Yan smiled suddenly, but a bit of complex emotions flashed in his eyes and said, "I'm afraid you'll be unhappy when I hear it. As for Murong Eryan in the valley, if you don't save me, you may regret it in the future."

"Haha, then save me." Wang Yue laughed loudly and flew towards Fu Yunzi under the surprised gaze of everyone around him.

In the valley, seven demon kings and six human cultivators in the God Transformation Stage were nervously watching the powerful sword cultivators around the valley. These sword cultivators were unable to be cleared in the Golden Elixir stage, and there were about a thousand cultivators in the Nascent Soul stage. The monks in the God Transformation Stage were hidden in the crowd and could not count them. However, they saw Fu Yunzi, the leader of the Sect and the elders and the Supreme Elders, and saw the cultivation level of these people, and their hearts instantly became cold.

"Bitches, where did we teleport to? Why are there so many experts around? I think it's better to return to the snowy land of the north immediately." A irritable bear demon king shouted anxiously, "Snow Fox Demon King, don't you have many ideas? Tell us what should we do now?"

The Snow Fox King Murong Changfeng shook his head and said, "It's a dead end to go back. Here, there may be a trace of vitality. Select two representatives to negotiate for them and explain their purpose. Maybe there will be a turning point. If they are greedy for the magic weapon in us and want to wipe out us, they can only fight to the end."

"It's useless to say it. Who can represent us and who dares to negotiate with them? As soon as we flew up, we were afraid that the other party would misunderstand. Tens of thousands of magic weapons would be knocked down together, how many more could we survive? No, they are going to do it, look at that person..."

The demon king pointed to the direction where Fu Yunzi was. Fu Yunzi nodded, and a cruel look flashed across his face. He raised his right hand and waved it down, tens of thousands of magic weapons would be bombarded at the snowy monks in the valley at the same time.

At this moment, all the monks in the snowy land raised their hearts to their throats.

However, a young monk from the Nascent Soul stage suddenly flew to Fu Yunzi and actually held Fu Yunzi's arm with a smile.

"Uh, this young monk looks a little familiar... It seems that he has seen it somewhere..." Snow Fox Demon King Murong Changfeng frowned and pondered.

Murong Eryan, who had been standing next to the Snow Fox Demon King, shouted happily: "I know him, dad, he is Wang Yue, you have seen him. He didn't attack him when he saw me..."

Murong Eryan has always felt good about himself, and ignored the confusing gazes of the monks in the snow. He suddenly soared into the air and waved to Wang Yue, "Hey, Wang Yue, I am Murong Eryan..."

She was not very nervous about her shouting. The sword cultivator who had long wanted to find an excuse to kill the snow-region cultivator was allergic to her. At least more than a thousand magic weapons were bombarded at Murong Eryan.

"Stop!" Wang Yue and Fu Yunzi shouted at the same time, trying to stop this sudden situation.

While shouting, Wang Yue did one more thing than Fu Yunzi, and with a whoosh, he sacrificed the Nine Yin Banner.

Anyway, the Nine Yin Banner has been exposed, and Wang Yue doesn't care about letting some people know more. In order not to intensify the conflict, Wang Yue must stop it. If the snow-region cultivator takes action to block it, it will only attract more attacks from sword cultivators. Then, let alone Wang Yue, even Fu Yunzi will not be able to control the situation.

Some sword cultivators did not expect that Wang Yue would sacrifice magic weapons to block the attack of thousands of magic weapons. While surprised, some people cursed: "I don't know how to live or die!"

The Jiuyin Banner was very fast, and a black light flashed by, transforming into nine, forming a wide banner formation, blocking the entrance of the valley. It was like a giant black umbrella, blocking the attacks of all magic weapons.

By fighting a thousand, even if ninety percent of these sword cultivators are Jindan cultivators and one percent are Nascent Soul cultivators, it is an extremely powerful force.

Rumble!

The space shook out huge black holes, and Wang Yue spewed out a mouthful of blood, and his body trembled like a small sapling in the wind. Fuyunzi, who was closest to him, heard the "crunching" sound of bones on his body shattering, and Wang Yue fell down softly like noodles.

"Don't do it, I know these people, give me some face..." Wang Yue did not forget to shout before falling down.

Fu Yunzi helped him, and at the same time issued an order with divine thoughts, not to take action easily, and violators will be severely punished.

Murong Yan flew over and took Wang Yue from Fu Yunzi. Wang Yue was only injured in his bones and soul, and the person was not in a coma. If he were not a sword body, he would have been killed like a scumbag.

Seeing that Wang Yue was not dead, the monks present suddenly changed their expressions. Their emphasis on Wang Yue was increased by several levels, and they no longer dared to treat him as an ordinary middle-stage cultivator in the Nascent Soul stage.

The Nine Yin Banner has spirituality, blocked the attack and flew back to Wang Yue to protect him. In the Nine-faced Demon Banner, the demon kept roaring, as if he knew that his master had suffered a loss, and was unwilling to accept it and vowed to take revenge.

"Wang Yue..." Murong Eryan saw that Wang Yue was injured, and somehow she suddenly felt heartbroken. She rushed towards Wang Yue again regardless of the danger. But when she looked up, she saw a woman exactly like herself, supporting Wang Yue.

Murong Eryan was stunned, and even the tears that gushed out of the corners of her eyes were frozen. She touched her face, looked at Murong Yan's face, and finally understood the reason why Wang Yue named herself Murong Eryan.

Not similar, it's exactly the same.

Wang Yue drank half a pot of black ice chalcedony in one breath, and the bone cracks showed signs of healing, and the blood foam in his mouth stopped gushing out. However, the bones were sore and itchy, as if tens of thousands of ants were drilling into the bones. He endured the pain and shook his head as if it was cracked in half, and flew towards Murong Eryan shakingly.

"Dear fellow disciples, don't do it again. Haha, if you do it again, my life will be over. These blue-haired monks migrated from the Snowy Land of the North. Unfortunately, the ultra-far teleportation array that has been covered with tens of thousands of years happened to be within our sect. So, they are not invaders, they are just mistakenly entering. And this beauty... Well, it's a friend I met in the Snowy Land of the North. Please take a closer look. Is it exactly the same as Murong Yan of our sect? Haha, you are not wrong, they are actually twin sisters..."

Murong Yan and Murong Eryan almost fainted when they heard Wang Yue’s nonsense. One was a snow fox fairy and the other was a human body. How could they be twins?

However, when they saw Wang Yue with one Murong Yan on his left and one Murong Eryan on his right, they felt dazzled. After rubbing his eyes for a long time, they still couldn't see the difference between these two women.

Exactly the same!

Tens of thousands of sword cultivators immediately started to talk, pointing at Wang Yue and the two women around him, venting their inner doubts and surprises in groups.

One is a human and the other is a demon. Most sword cultivators can see these characteristics. The more this happens, the less it is impossible to explain this phenomenon. If they are all demons or all humans, it will be easier to understand.

"Are you the senior sister Murong Yan?" Murong Eryan asked curiously at the woman in front of her.

"Just call me elder sister in the future. Now I am not elder sister. I have become Wang Yue's junior sister." Murong Yan tilted his head and looked at her for a while. Suddenly he pulled her hand and said, "This is not a place to chat now. Come with me, don't delay Wang Yue from saving you, the snow monks."

Murong Eryan was usually not afraid of the world, but now she was a little nervous. Seeing Wang Yue nodding, she followed Murong Yan away uneasy.

"My father is still downstairs..." She was worried, flew more than ten meters, turned around and explained to Wang Yue, as if she wanted him to take care of the Snow Fox Demon King.

Wang Yue nodded.

"The monks in the snowy area below, two representatives fly up, and don't move the rest of the people and demons." Wang Yue stood in the air and shouted at the center of the valley. This is the implementation plan agreed upon with Fu Yunzi just now.
Chapter completed!