A useless start: seducing the demon king, controlling the divine beast, and torturing the crazy vill

run!

After realizing that there was no way he could beat Yan Shuyue, the middle-aged monk turned around and ran away almost immediately.

Even his two skinny younger brothers didn't care.

When the second and third elders reacted, they immediately changed their faces and ran away.

However, the two of them were a little smart. Instead of chasing the boss who abandoned them, they split up and ran towards the other two sides of the alley.

While running, don’t forget to transfer your hatred——

"Don't kill us, we didn't do anything!"

"It's all under the orders of our boss!"

"If you want to kill, kill him!"

The middle-aged monk who was the first to escape was so angry that he yelled: "Damn guy!"

If he escapes successfully, he will need these two bastards to look good later!

Unfortunately, none of them can escape.

Before the middle-aged monk had time to run out of the alley, a large golden net suddenly appeared, blocking all the three of them's paths.

The middle-aged monk looked back along the golden thread on the big net, and saw that the thread came out of Yan Shuyue's hand.

It turned out that she had already surrounded the entire alley before she knew it.

The middle-aged monk did not give up, and smashed out several strands of spiritual power condensed into fire, and tried to burn Yan Shuyue's golden thread.

The two people on the other side also had their own unique skills, using knives and swords to slash wildly.

It's a pity that no matter how hard they try, they can't move the big net that has the silk threads in it.

Yan Shuyue threw a bottle of healing elixir to the wolf-eared boy.

Then, she flicked the spiritual thread released from her hand and said calmly: "No need to struggle, you can't break this big net."

Unless the five elders or the Holy Lord personally take action, her spiritual power threads cannot be destroyed.

As soon as she finished speaking, she quickly tightened the net.

The three people who escaped in three directions were immediately forced to retreat.

When they returned to the depths of the alley and saw each other, each of them looked very ugly.

The middle-aged monk suddenly cursed in his heart, and then stared at Yan Shuyue with fearful eyes: "This young master, if you are taking action because of the offense we just made against you, then we are willing to pay for compensation, and please ask the young master A lot, let us live, we three brothers will never do this again in the future!"

As he spoke, in order to show his sincerity, he immediately took out several Xuan-level spiritual weapons, several bottles of elixirs, and a bag of spiritual stones.

For an ordinary monk, these things are already quite a lot.

But placed in front of Yan Shuyue, it was really not enough.

"Do you think I will lack these things from you?"

Yan Shuyue sneered.

The middle-aged monk immediately turned around and scolded the two skinny boys, "Why are you still standing there? Hand over all your things!"

Although the two thin men didn't want to listen to him now, they still had to use their own wealth.

But these two young men seemed to be having a rough time. The two of them had less than the middle-aged monk, and together they didn't have as much as he alone.

Seeing this, the middle-aged monk almost couldn't help but curse again.

Useless trash!

It can't even be used at the critical moment!

Yan Shuyue was too lazy to talk nonsense, "Since we don't have enough, I'll use the items you have on you to compensate."

She glanced at the three middle-aged monks coldly, "Everyone can leave if they leave a pair of hands. The one who is missing a hand can add a leg."

The thin man with a broken hand suddenly turned pale with fear.

The middle-aged monk tightened his grip on the spiritual weapon in his hand and smiled reluctantly: "Young master, one hand should be enough, right? Why do you need two more hands?" Leave one hand, at least there is another hand that can be used. , if I have a chance to go out and find the elixir in the future, I might be able to take my hand back.

But if both hands are gone, then they can't even use swords and spiritual weapons, so what's the difference between them and useless people?

Yan Shuyue sneered: "Bargain with me? OK, if you are not satisfied, then you can choose to keep your life."

"you--!"

When the middle-aged monk saw that there was no room for negotiation, he immediately turned his back.

"Since you won't give us a way to survive, there's no need for me to waste any more time with you!"

The middle-aged monk suddenly took action and slashed hard at Yan Shuyue with the broadsword he had just taken out.

Yan Shuyue took out the Taiyi Demon-Breaking Bow out of thin air and used the bow to block the opponent's sword.

"Second and third, it was the eldest brother who did something wrong just now. If anything happens, we will discuss it later. If we want to survive now, we three brothers must join forces!"

The middle-aged monk knew that when escaping, he could escape alone, but when it came to fighting, it was impossible for him, a peak spiritual master, to defeat the Ling Sect.

If the three of them join forces, there might be a chance!

After all, the two thin men still wanted to live. After being moved by the middle-aged monk's words, the two looked at each other and immediately came to help.

"Boss, we are here to help you!"

"Tsk, tsk, you three brothers are really changeable in their emotions."

Yan Shuyue found it funny when she saw it.

People who were selling out their teammates a second ago don’t think they can defeat her now that they join forces, right?

"Since you don't want to keep your hands, then just keep your lives."

Yan Shuyue turned the long bow in her hand to deflect the middle-aged monk's sword, then bowed and struck the opponent hard on the back.

That force almost broke the middle-aged monk's back.

The next second, Yan Shuyue turned around and kicked the thin man's second child away. She raised the bow with her right hand and put it on the third child's neck, directly strangling his neck with the bowstring.

"Do not--!"

A strong sense of crisis immediately surged into his heart. Before the thin man could stop, he felt a sudden pain in his neck.

"Pfft" sound.

The middle-aged monk and the thin second brother watched helplessly as the third brother's head fell off his neck.

Yan Shuyue pushed the decapitated corpse away and flicked the bowstring without changing her expression, flicking off the blood stains on it.

Behind her, the wolf-eared boy stared straight at her.

Looking at the handsome young man who killed without blinking an eye, the remaining two middle-aged monks once again realized what a terrifying existence they had provoked.

Both of them felt extremely regretful in their hearts. If they had known this, they would rather have never been to this alley today, or even to the Holy City!

"Now, you are all left."

Yan Shuyue's gaze fell on the two middle-aged monks like a dead person, "Do you want to come up one by one, or together?"

The middle-aged monk's face suddenly showed cruelty, "I will fight with you. Even if I die today, I will take you arrogant boy with me!"

He held a spiritual weapon in each of his left and right hands. The moment he rushed towards Yan Shuyue, he frantically injected spiritual power into the spiritual weapon.

Yan Shuyue could tell at a glance what he wanted to do.

Use a spiritual weapon to self-destruct to drag her to death together?

Yan Shuyue's whole body instantly erupted with countless spiritual power threads, heading straight towards the opponent——

A sneer appeared on her lips, "Idiot, you'd better go to hell alone." (End of Chapter)