Junior sister, she cultivates the way of life

Chapter 358 Youxuan withdraws her troops
Fu Zhu chuckled: "You will know once you try it."

After saying that, her momentum surged, she suppressed the smile in her eyes, and drew her sword brazenly.

Lady Youxuan stepped back, and the two exchanged positions. She tapped her toes, flew up, and made a seal with her hands. The flames of her magic shot into the sky, illuminating Youxuan's face brightly and beautifully.

She stretched out her fingers, and the threads of love and marriage retracted, floating softly in the void, and turned into three in an instant, as straight as a piano string.

Youxuan hooked the red thread, and countless red light blades flew out, like a blood moon, instantly engulfing the battlefield.

Fu Zhu's cassock was fluttering in the wind, and she swung a sword without dodging. The sword energy was as wide as the Milky Way, and she rushed forward.

boom!
A huge wave of spiritual power spread out, affecting the demons for miles around, turning into black energy and disappearing between heaven and earth, seemingly mocking Youxuan's words just now.

See, the vitality of demons is also very fragile.

Youxuan was furious, and the air pressure around her body dropped to zero. She raised her hand, and the fire suddenly swept across, and the ground twisted and turned into lava.

Fu Zhu looked around, only she and Lady Youxuan had magma under their feet. This was - the realm!
She has fought against two demon kings from the demon clan, and only the female monarch Youxuan has displayed her domain. It seems that her determination to kill herself is stronger than the first two.

For the Feixing Tower?

Fu Zhu took out a long breath and calmed down.

Now that she knew that the Feixing Tower might be a magic weapon refined by Lou Jinxiao, it was impossible to return it. When the war here was over, she immediately went back to refine the Feixing Tower.

Youxuan didn't know it yet, she had exposed something very important without saying anything.

She stood proudly, stepping on the rolling lava, and her robe was not burned at all. She pointed her finger forward, and a red fire python emerged from the lava and attacked the talisman bead.

A low dragon roar resounded through the sky. Behind Fu Zhu, there was a graceful ice dragon. It rushed forward and bit the fire python's neck. The latter struggled, its body twisted like a rope, and countless sparks fell and withered. .

Youxuan's eyes darkened, and she used the Cunqing Marriage Line to strangle the ice dragon. The Cunqing Marriage Line's mana was as deep as the sea, and the ice dragon transformed from the talisman beads persisted for a short while before exploding with a "bang".

Snow falls from the sky.

In the next moment, the world changed.

For dozens of miles around, there were glaciers, and the air was bone-chilling.

Fu Zhu's figure appeared behind Lady Youxuan. Youxuan noticed subtle fluctuations in spiritual power, which turned into demonic energy and dispersed. The moment she gathered together, a flying sword came towards her.

Queen Youxuan's face suddenly dripped with blood. She raised her hand to touch the blood on her hand, and with a swipe of her finger, she summoned the water mirror.

The woman in the water mirror has skin as white as snow, and a sword mark appears on her face as pure as a flower!
Youxuan waved her sleeves angrily, and the water mirror collapsed. Her face was submerged in the demonic energy, and her expression could not be seen, but she must be extremely angry. Every time she struck, she was extremely fierce.

The ice and snow melted, and the talisman beads were once again pulled into the red flame domain of Lady Youxuan, but after a moment, the domain was broken open.

She held a sword flower and stabbed Queen Youxuan. Threads of cruel love and marriage flew out and wrapped around the blade of the sword, quickly turning Shuang Xueming into a thin red pupa.

The red line tightened, and the sword seemed to be unable to withstand the pressure and break. Fu Zhu silently muttered: "Broken."

The sword shook violently, erupting with strong sword energy. The thread of cruel love and marriage was broken, and scattered like yellow flowers and grass across the world.

Youxuan gathered the red thread, and in an instant, the magic weapon was back in her hand, intact.

Fu Zhu poured a bottle of sword nourishing spring onto the sword. The frost and snow looked bright as stars, with a shimmering luster.

The two clashed again.

Fu Zhu firmly had the advantage, and the swords he handed out made Youxuan feel troubled.

Youxuan defended and planned at the same time. Thoughts flashed in her mind, and a red light condensed in her palm, like some magic weapon.

The moment the red light flew out, Fu Zhu let go of the flying sword in his hand and chased after it. Without even looking at what it was, he struck directly with the sword. She had fought with Lou Jinxiao several times, and she had already taken precautions, never giving herself the slightest chance to fall into the magic weapon dilemma again.

The experience Liuli Huanque brought to the talisman beads was extremely bad.

It has wasted too much time.

Unexpectedly, Fu Zhu would be so decisive in drawing out his sword. Youxuan was stunned for a moment, then gritted her teeth and said, "Very good, I underestimated you."

Under the flying sword, Youxuan couldn't open the magic weapon and turned to attack the talisman beads.

The flying sword above his head jingled with Youxuan's unknown magic weapon. Fuzhu summoned the Dulu Fairy Sword and killed Youxuan.

Killing the king is not a bad idea.

Youxuan was retreating steadily, and the physical and mental pressure was huge. If she wanted to leave, it would be easy, but it would be too embarrassing to spread the news. How could she, a demon king, lead an army with a shameless face?
Little did he know that Lou Jinxiao had long been accustomed to this matter. He didn't care about it at all now, and his prestige in the army was increasing instead of decreasing.

Seeing that Youxuan was distracted, Fu Zhu seized this opportunity and stabbed out with his sword. A moon-white ribbon came from the sky and wrapped around the sword.

"Your Highness Youxuan, the Demon Lord did not give any orders to attack Qushui."

The person who came stepped on the Yuebai Ling and fell down instantly.

She turned around, with a charming face without makeup, clean and elegant, with a white flower in her hair, and her whole body was plain, in mourning for her husband.

The devil is so sad.

Fu Zhu recited the name silently in his heart and tightened his grip on the sword hilt.

One on two, the situation changes instantly.

Youxuan dispersed the demonic aura on her face. The sword marks on her cheeks were already very shallow, but they were still visible. She flicked her sleeves and said coldly: "Chongyuan hasn't ascended the throne of the Demon King yet, why should he order me to act?"

Wan Yanbei ignored her anger and just said: "My demon clan is respected for its strength. Demon Lord Chongyuan is now the number one person in the demon world, and it is natural for him to command the three armies."

"If His Highness Youxuan doesn't want to participate in the war, then go back to the demon world."

"You!" Youxuan's chest rose and fell, but in just one breath, she calmed down and asked, "So Chongyuan wants me to withdraw my troops?"

Wan Yan said sadly: "If Your Highness Youxuan has the ability to capture Xiaqushui, why do you want to withdraw your troops? The Demon Lord asked me to come to save you."

Otherwise, the sword strike just now would have pierced her heart.

The expression on Youxuan's face changed again and again. She was really unwilling to leave empty-handed. "You and I will join forces to attack the canal first..."

Wan Yanbei interrupted her, "I'm afraid I will disappoint His Highness Youxuan. I'm just here to deliver a message. After delivering the message, I will return to the main battlefield. As for whether Your Highness wants to leave, it's entirely up to you."

The Demon Lord ordered to rescue Youxuan once, and she had just taken action and completed the task.

If Youxuan wants to stay here, Wan Yanbei will not persuade her.

Youxuan glanced at the towering Feixing Tower, clenched her fists, took a deep breath, raised her hand and shot out a stream of magical light, which flew past and hit the war drum.

Boom!
The sound of war drums was like thunder, resounding through the canal.

"Send the order, retreat!"

After Youxuan issued the order, she took a deep look at Fu Zhu and flew away.

She just figured it out. Only by finding the Demon King's Token and becoming the Demon King can she have the right to speak in the Demon World and no longer need to be controlled by Chongyuan!