The strongest emperor of the Three Kingdoms

Are demons so easy to find? After struggling for a whole day, Du Yu couldn't find any trace of the demons. It's as if it has disappeared from this world.

"How's it going? Still no news? I think Bai Ling'er is probably..." As soon as Du Qing saw the dejected Du Yu, she immediately stepped forward, took his arms and asked anxiously.

Du Yu glanced at Bai Ling'er who was as pale as paper on the bed. He knew that the three days Beiliang talked about were just to comfort him. According to the current situation, Bai Ling'er might die at any time.

"Come on, come on, this is the snow-covered cold ginseng that my father has treasured for many years. Although it cannot bring her back to life, it can temporarily hold her Qi pulse and prevent the speed of her spiritual energy from dissipating." The young master hurriedly held a bowl of brown-red decoction in his hand. He hurriedly entered the house.

Just as Du Yu was about to say thank you, panicked shouts suddenly came from the front hall.

"The young master is in trouble! There's a fight in the front hall! The second young master and the master are both injured, you run away!"

Immediately after the sound, a slave stumbled around the rockery in the center of the inner court, clutching his chest, and blood donations continued to pour out of the corners of his mouth.

Beiliang, who was doing exercises to heal his injuries, suddenly opened his eyes, and Du Yu immediately entered a defensive state.

The young master who was fearless handed the medicine bowl to Du Qing, cursed and pulled out the sword from his waist to kill him. Fortunately, Du Yu intercepted him with quick eyes and hands.

The owner of the village and the second young master are both good at reaching out. Since they are both injured, it seems that the other party's background is not simple.

"What should I do? Are they coming for us again?" Beiliang came to Du Yu's side with a quick stride, and glanced in the direction of the front hall.

"You take them away first, and I'll support them for a while. I think it's still the group of men in black." Du Yu responded strongly and calmly. ,

He thought that Bai Ling'er's body odor should have revealed their whereabouts. Bai Ling'er was originally a nine-tailed fox, but now he was seriously injured and could not suppress his original scent, so the other party chased him. Since they were here for her, and they couldn't see her, they naturally gave up.

"No, I want to advance and retreat together with you." Du Huan frowned and stepped forward to hold Du Yu's arm tightly. He couldn't get away no matter what.

"Come on! People are inside!"

A low, roaring sound like a lion's tiger sounded, and then, the rockery in the center of the inner courtyard exploded and shattered into countless stones.

Du Yu quickly summoned the black sword, but because of the last battle, he consumed too much physical strength, and now his internal and spiritual energy can only hold up four swords, which means that his combat effectiveness has also been reduced to half.

"It seems that we can only fight to the death." Du Yu glanced at Beiliang beside him. Her eyes were extremely calm, and the arc at the corner of her mouth was a bit ironic.

"What did you do to my father and brother!" The young master couldn't bear it any longer and raised his sword to point at each other.

At this time, there were already more than a dozen people standing opposite, all wearing black robes and black gauze covering their faces. Such attire made Du Yu even more sure that this group of people was the previous group.

"How dare you, a young boy, talk to me like this! However, I have never been like ordinary people. If you go now, you may be able to see them one last time."

The leader stepped forward from among the many black-clothed disciples. At this time, his mask turned white, which made the eyes behind the mask darker and more hollow.

When the young master heard this, wasn't this telling him that his father and brother were going to die soon? In a fit of excitement, he rushed towards them, brandishing his sword with stiff gestures.

"Don't go!" Du Yu wanted to reach out, but it was too late. He ran out immediately after the young master.

"Haha, we are really a family, they all overestimate their abilities!" The leader whispered, and then waved his white hands in front of his chest, and a black mist emerged out of thin air, accompanied by the other person's gesture like a The wandering dragon.

Just as the young master's sword was about to pierce his chest, the leader suddenly withdrew his hand, and the mist that was originally swimming in the air turned into tens of thousands of swords. He flicked his fingers, and the still black mist Run towards them instantly.

Du Yu immediately activated his spiritual energy, and the black sword quickly resisted the young master's attack. However, Du Yu no longer had much inside to support him, and both sides were obviously outnumbered.

Seeing this, Beiliang jumped up behind Du Yu and poured all her remaining spiritual power into Du Yu's body.

However, the two of them were still suppressed by each other's power and kept retreating.

"Why don't you go and catch that nine-tailed fox for me!"

The leader waved his fingers contemptuously, and the countless mists continued to change shapes.

"If this continues, we will all die here. Du Yu, see if you can get the black sword close to the opponent's right hand, and I will try to see if I can transform the gate of time and space." Beiliang spat out a few words with difficulty.

Du Yu was a little hesitant. Transforming the Gate of Time and Space was a unique secret skill of her seniors. She had only learned two moves and had never succeeded. For beginners, such an illusion that consumes a huge amount of energy is likely to be placed in a time void and never allow them to return to the real world.

"Don't hesitate, just do it."

After Beiliang finished speaking, he immediately retracted his hand. The power of the opponent's black mist seemed to be expanded ten million times in an instant. Du Yu had to take care of it and diverted the two black swords to fly towards the opponent.

After all, the young master was a mortal, and his body could not withstand the strong air flow. He soon vomited blood, and his body gradually deformed under the squeeze.

Du Yu knew that there was no possibility of rescue, so he could only withdraw all his thoughts and concentrate on delaying time for Beiliang.

During the fight between the two black swords, Du Yu discovered a flaw. The leader's mask seemed to be falling off. He wanted to see who the other party was.

Thinking about it, Du Yu deliberately withdrew his power and let the black mist rush towards him.

As expected, the other party was immediately distracted when he saw this and turned to look at Du Yu. Soon enough, the black sword cut off the straps of the mask, and the face behind the mask appeared in front of Du Yu.

"Jun Baiyi!" Du Yu roared in amazement.

Although he had long known that Jun Baiyi was not a good person, and that his kung fu and spiritual power were both behind him, Du Yu still did not expect that there was such a troop behind him.

"Bang!"

While Du Yu was dazed, the black mist turned into a stream and hit his chest.

Du Yu was knocked to the ground. If it weren't for the young master's body blocking him, Du Yu might have been unconscious by now.

Beiliang beside her was already covered in sweat. She tried desperately to transform the space-time gate, but it always returned to calm after half of it was formed.

Jun Baiyi walked towards them with an arrogant and proud look on his face, as if he wanted to torture them to death bit by bit. *