"kill!"

The ghosts became even more excited, and seemed to be fighting with the determination to die. They vented all the hatred and murderous intent that had been buried in their hearts.

The ghosts' morale soared, and they gradually put the humans at a disadvantage.

The battle between Yun Zheng and Wei Wuyi is also coming to an end.

Both of them were injured, but Wei Wuyi's injuries were more serious.

Yun Zheng's eyes focused, and she stood up with the sword in hand. A powerful sword intent emanated from her, with the power to split mountains and shake the seas, and shatter the stars. It pointed directly at Wei Wuyi's heart.

Wei Wuyi was imprisoned by the pressure and unable to move. Her pupils shrank slightly.

Her eyes dimmed slightly, and she raised her hands with difficulty to protect her abdomen. She looked up and said coldly: "I'm pregnant with Yu Qiu's child!"

The sword in Yun Zheng's hand suddenly stopped, only half an inch away from Wei Wuyi's heart.

Wei Wuyi lowered her eyes and whispered, "That night, I drugged Yu Qiu and made love with him. He didn't know I was pregnant... If Yu Qiu hadn't betrayed me, the child in my belly would have called you Auntie."

As she spoke, she looked up at Yun Zheng. Her face was a little pale at the moment, and with her exquisite makeup, she looked a bit stubborn and cold.

She stroked her flat stomach with her left hand.

She smiled and said, "Miss Yun, can we shake hands and make peace? I admire you from the bottom of my heart. As long as you and your companions stop fighting, I can promise you wealth, panaceas, rare treasures, and supreme power. I really like Yu Qiu. I want to grow old with him and raise the child in his womb with him..."

Yun Zheng's eyes deepened slightly, "Really? Then let me take your pulse."

It's not that she didn't trust Yu Qiu's character, but the saint in front of her was too scheming, and she was afraid that Yu Qiu would be caught in her trap.

Wei Wuyi was stunned for a moment when he heard this, then smiled, stretched out his left hand and offered it to Yun Zheng.

She was very open and honest about this process.

Yun Zheng had no expression on her face. She put away her sword and raised her hand to grab Wei Wuyi's wrist. Before she could take a closer look, a sharp and terrifying sword energy attacked Yun Zheng's chest.

Yun Zheng dodged sideways, but Wei Wuyi raised his other hand and hit her shoulder hard. With a "bang", she was knocked back a few steps and her right shoulder was in great pain.

Yun Zheng’s face turned slightly pale.

Then, Wei Wuyi smiled coldly, and a yellow sword quickly appeared in her hand. While chasing, she used sword moves to continuously attack Yun Zheng.

Yun Zheng held the sword to block, but every time she moved, the bones in her shoulder seemed to break, and the pain kept coming. Cold sweat seeped out of her disguised face.

Seeing her at a disadvantage, Wei Wuyi said, "To be kind to the enemy is to be cruel to yourself! This is the truth that I, the Saint, taught you!"

After saying that, Wei Wuyi's strength surged, and the yellow sword in her hand suddenly condensed into a sword intent like a sharp cold light. She swung the sword in the direction of Yun Zheng without hesitation!

"Smallpox Holy Moon, Ninth Style—"

"Back to basics!"

The sword intent came with such force that the surrounding space began to shake.

Wei Wuyi also expanded his domain and locked Yun Zheng tightly.

Yun Zheng pursed her lips, raised her ink-black phoenix eyes, looked at the terrifying and sharp sword intent that was about to attack, and suddenly she sneered.

"That's great."

Her voice was very soft, but Wei Wuyi still heard it. She didn't understand what it meant, but she felt a surge of crisis in her heart, which made her want to retreat.

At that critical moment, Yun Zheng raised her hand, and the silver sword was like the eyes of the god of death in hell, flashing with silver light, cold and dangerous. She suddenly grasped the hilt of the sword, and in an instant the sword body burst out with a violent power.

Holding the sword in one hand, he swept across!

"Taixu Sacrifice Sword!"

boom--

The two sword blades that were like divine pillars met in the middle. In an instant, they were as dazzling as the bright sunlight, and there was a violent explosion.

Most of the Yu Mansion was razed to the ground.

The sword moves also carved deep grooves in the ground.

Yun Zheng was forced to take a step back, a small amount of blood flowing from the corner of her mouth. She stared at the front with a dim look in her eyes. When the dust and smoke dissipated, Wei Wuyi was seen lying on the ruins.

Wei Wuyi's head was bleeding, and there was a sword wound on his body so deep that the bone could be seen.

Wei Wuyi gritted her teeth and endured the sharp pain and the dizziness in her head. She forced herself to stand up. When she saw Yun Zheng approaching quickly with a sword in hand, a flash of panic flashed through her heart, and she shouted without hesitation.

"Mother, save me!"

Wei Chengyue above naturally sensed the movement below, but she was being harassed by this damn old guy at the moment and had no time to save her daughter Wei Wuyi.

Wei Chengyue quickly sent a message, "Yiyi, let Lingnu come out!"

When Wei Wuyi heard the word "spiritual slave", her face froze slightly. Although she felt a little reluctant, she had no other choice!

She immediately released the 'spiritual slave' in the space.

A translucent ghost appeared in front of Wei Wuyi.

Wei Wuyi was injured and panting slightly. He ordered in a deep voice, "Kill her, Lingnu!"

The spirit slave had a handsome face and an elegant appearance, looking like a ghost boy, but his expression was like a puppet controlled by someone.

But there was a glimmer of light in Lingnu's eyes, as if a trace of consciousness remained.

Ling Nu glanced back at Wei Wuyi, a simple glance that sent shockwaves through Wei Wuyi's heart. Immediately, Ling Nu attacked Yun Zheng without hesitation, and Yun Zheng quickly counterattacked.

After only a few moves, Yun Zheng discovered that the strength of this spirit slave puppet was at the first level of the Heavenly God Realm.

Yun Zheng has no intention of getting entangled with this ghost puppet. Her goal is to get rid of Wei Wuyi!

"Dajuan, Twelve Treasures." Yun Zheng called out.

Two figures quickly appeared, immediately replacing Yun Zheng and entangling the spirit slave.

Yun Zheng quickly approached Wei Wuyi.

Seeing this, Wei Wu remained calm. She held a space stone in her hand. She smiled at Yun Zheng and was about to crush the space stone and escape from here.

But the next moment, her hand was grabbed by another hand, and the temperature of that hand was so cold that it made people panic.

Wei Wuyi looked back, and as expected, she met the eyes of the spirit slave. Her rationality began to disintegrate bit by bit, and she said angrily: "Let go!"

But she never expected that the spirit slave would hold the back of her head with one hand and lower his head to kiss Wei Wuyi on the lips.

This scene shocked Yun Zheng.

Wei Wuyi's pupils suddenly shrank and she was furious. Suddenly, she felt a sharp pain in her chest. Ling Nu actually pierced her heart with his hand and crushed her heart with lightning speed.

"How dare you... betray your master..." Wei Wuyi's eyes were filled with disbelief, hatred and murderous intent, and blood couldn't help but flow out of his mouth.

Her body fell limply.