My Simping System

Yu Qian is just an ordinary person. Seeing the skeleton sharp claw fall, she closed her eyes subconsciously.

She didn't dare to use bells anymore, and she didn't know why the useful bells had gone wrong.

Only now, her legs are weakening, as if she can feel the pain of death in advance.

"Qiang——!"

Suddenly remembered the crisp and sharp metal collision.

The majestic sword wind whistled past, just like shatter void.

Yu Qian suddenly opened her eyes and saw a familiar silhouette.

"Xian, immortal...!"

I don’t know when, Ye An has stopped in front of her and two robust men, holding a sword in one hand, and the huge bones of the skeleton sharp claw confrontation.

唰——!

The long sword draws shatter void again, and the sound of breaking the void spreads all around like a tide.

The hand holding the sword pressed hard again and made a straight cut.

The cold glow instantly illuminates the heavy rain.

Along with that sword cold glow, the majestic Spiritual Qi and sharp sword intent burst together.

The skeleton with a height of nine feet, sharp bones, and red glow shining in deep eyes was cut to pieces in an instant.

"Only one sword......!"

"One sword will give the monsters......"

The robust man was shocked.

But shortly afterwards, other skeletons followed.

"Quick! Now, take the sacrifice to the mountain and enshrine it to the fairy master!"

"When the sacrifice is delivered, the catastrophe of Yin Demon's day will be resolved. "

"Uncle, let's go to the mountain!"

A group of Youshui Village villagers seemed to have found hope.

The villagers who were scattered in the past have gathered and approached at this moment.

Even if there are two people ahead.

"Yin Sheng's body...little baby, follow me!"

Among the crowd.

A robust man suddenly grabbed Yu Qian, who was at a loss.

Their purpose is to be on the top of the mountain, where there is a special tomb in an obscure location.

Just behead the sacrifice Yu Qian in front of the tomb and let his blood flow into the tombstone to resolve the disaster on the day of Yin Demon.

This is the words left by a certain fairy master who came to Youshui Village more than ten years ago.

"Sacrifice?"

Ye An once again cut down the skeleton with a sword, and turned around suddenly.

"What sacrifice is absurd and ridiculous."

The situation like this is clearly the calamity of the turmoil, not the day of Yin Demon.

The only explanation for this situation must be that a demonic cultivator did evil here.

He can see that Yu Qian's physique Yin Qi is extremely heavy. Although it is not as good as Mu Qingxue's cold body, if it is used as a substitute, it is completely sufficient.

As long as you think about it with your head, even if you really have the concept of the Yin Demon Day, if you really want to sacrifice, you need to sacrifice people with strong yang.

He swung his sword to pick up the gravel on the ground, and with a light force, he hit the popliteal nests of two robust men.

Da——!

Da——!

The two robust men screamed, and suddenly fell one after another.

"Come with me."

Ye An leaped forward in strides, pulling Yu Qian back.

"But—"

Yu Qian suddenly said anxiously: "I have to go to the mountain..."

"The fortune teller you always thought, the so-called The immortal master is just a demonic cultivator who has fallen into the evil way. You are all deceived."

Ye An said.

The villagers who heard these words were shocked.

What followed was their insulting Ye An voice.

Yu Qian was stunned, and immediately trembled: "What..."

"Immortal, what do you mean..."

Before she could react, Ye An was pulled far away to a safe place beside her.

"We'll talk later." Ye An responded.