The sword light and sword shadows on the top of the Saint Peak splattered three feet. Whether it is a handsome man or a beautiful woman, at the critical moment of life and death, her face is cold and her eyes are full of killing. The women of Youyou teach themselves are crazy women. Those who can live to this day are either masters or good men. They also have their eyes red, and they blew their swords like whips. However, their water guard Qiu Shui's movements are elegant and they are all killing people. It's meaningless or not, but the white silk frequently comes out, and Qiu Shui, whose sleeves blew, has a long-sleeved dance beauty when killing people. It always feels that it is also an art, and it is a kind of enjoyment to see her killing people.The mad White Lotus Sect members who were killed by her also felt that dying under her was much better than dying under the command of the Youyou Sect leader Shan Liying. I saw that Shan Liying's hands were slender and not touched with dust. Such a tender and white and soft soft gutter should have appeared on the guzheng table in the deep plum garden. However, when she fought with the Ghost King Mo Yi, the coldness enveloped the surroundings, as strong as the wind. Occasionally, she attacked some of the White Lotus Sect and Cao Gang people around her, waved their hands, silently and unstoppable, and they couldn't dodge them. They were suddenly stiff as ice, and they broke with one push, which was very strange!
Yang Cuizhi, a great disciple of Huashan, had his eyes red, and the grief and hatred of destroying the family were suppressed in his heart for many years. At this time, the masters of the White Lotus Sect like this were here. The hatred in his heart occupied his whole heart. Even if the broken sword was in hand, he could still be brave without fear of fighting all the way. One sword and one sword, one sword and one sword, and used the blood and trauma all over his body to exchange for the corpses of the White Lotus Sect. He didn't know whether it was worth it or not. He only knew how much he could kill. Now he killed one enough money, kill two profitable.
Wu Yang, the second largest disciple of Huashan, escorted the Shangguan Sisters Flowers, and the sword spread out like a scattered flower. The cold light flashed, which was so scary. He had not seen the defeat for a while. But when the four Vajras came in, they were suddenly in danger, and the sword was pressed against the flesh. Soon everyone's body was red. Although they killed a lot of people, the White Lotus Sect had many people and the experts were far from killing a few relatively weak people. They would turn the whole situation around. Two fists could not match the four hands. If this lasted, it would take less than half an hour to consume the twenty or thirty people in his own country!
On this side, the woman in purple and Feng Mingqian went and fought with each other endlessly. Qiu Shui was also entangled by Bai Chong, who was buzzing with white hair, and could not get rid of her body. It was originally a duel between chess and opponents, but none of the emperors, queens, and Mrs. Wen on the edge of the cliff were learning martial arts. Only Xiao Linglong's smaller and tender body was skeletoned in front of her. At this time, several masters of the White Lotus Sect surrounded her, and how could she not be anxious?
I was in a state of impatience and became more and more difficult to escape and help, but I was also in danger...
Xiao Linglong, holding a sharp sword, blocked her front with her small breasts. Facing the vicious White Lotus gangster, she was obviously a little nervous. You... don't come here, I... I'm very awesome...
Is that true, little sister, gaga... Are you good at bed or have good verb skills? I, Cao Ang, really want to try it!
A man in his thirties and forties looks like a great scholar standing in the hall talking big. He is so handsome, but his words are like a scoundrel who teases good women in the corners of the alley. He holds a folding fan in his hand, and the folding fan is shining with the tip of the knife at the end of the knife. Obviously, he is not a good person.
He led several fierce men to force him down. Xiao Linglong frowned and snorted in disgust, "Are you Cao Ang, the second leader of the Cao Gang?"
Xiao Linglong obviously has a very impressed person with such a special person. Because Youyou teaches many troubles with the Cao Gang, there will inevitably be casualties. Naturally, there are women of Youyou teaches who fall into his hands. None of the Youyou teaches imprisoned by Youyou teaches will not be abused by him. He did not kill them until those women were raped and pregnant. His viciousness and cruelty made Youyou teaches these crazy women want to eat their meat raw, but he seems to be elusive and powerful, especially light skills, flying over the eaves and walls and slimming water. In the world, there are only flowers that have always been unwilling to be picked by martial artists, but they can only suppress them. Therefore, Youyou teaches hate him to the core, but he can still live until now. However, his image has always been engraved in the hearts of every woman in Youyou teaches, and Xiao Linglong has heard of it.
The little beauty has also heard of my reputation as Cao. How about it, why don’t you surrender?
Cao Ang shook his folding fan lightly, looking at the little Linglong, who was as delicate as a budding branch, pure and beautiful, and his sweet appearance was not inferior to her master Shan Liying. This is a great beauty. His white wrist exposed on the sleeves and bowl noodles, and his snowy skin is like a touch of pink cheese. Everyone is tight. Such delicate flowers are so delicate that men want to violently destroy her when they see her. Only after picking her can they satisfy their cravings. Cao Ang is naturally lustful and erotic and smiled, "It's better if the emperor dies, but if you are a delicate little beauty, you will be willing to let fuck her for a few nights, I... huh? Do you want to do it?"
When Cao Ang saw Cao Ang targeting Xiao Linglong, his subordinates immediately surrounded both sides. Their purpose was naturally to take the opportunity to kill Zhao Zhi, the emperor of Zhao Zhi. Whoever could kill Zhao Zhi would fly into the sky. If the White Lotus Sect gained the world in the future, perhaps it would be a marquis and a title, and who would not be crazy!
You...you can't come...
Xiao Linglong's innocent face was extremely anxious and hurriedly retreated, as if protecting Zhao Zhi and others!
But Cao Ang and his men were getting closer and closer. Xiao Linglong and Zhao Zhi, Queen Xiao Ruyu, Mrs. Wen Dai Xinwan, and the old eunuch looked at the bloodthirsty blades that were getting closer and closer, and those cruel and ruthless faces retreated nervously until they took a step back and walked into the abyss. The whistling sound of the cliff and the cold wind blew as a harsh sound, blowing the back of everyone, and everyone's heart was despair...
you……
The nervous Xiao Linglong confronted the oppressed enemy, but she didn't expect Zhao Zhi to scream from behind. She hurriedly turned around, but saw a dagger penetrated deep under his ribs. The queen found that the queen was disgraceful and was in a hurry. The old eunuch who had been waiting by the emperor knelt on the ground and crawled in front like a dog...
Everyone... Dear heroes... Old... I killed the emperor... I asked you not to kill me!
At this time, everyone realized that the old eunuch was selling his owner to survive, some of whom despised, some of whom were angry, some of whom hated... Master, you... How are you doing? Don't scare me...
The queen was panicked and hugged Zhao Zhi at a loss
Mrs. Wen also bent down, but she couldn't help much, but she knew more than the queen. Seeing the dagger stuck under her ribs, even if it hurts the spleen and stomach, she will not die for a while. As long as the treatment is timely, the chance of survival is still high. But she did not comfort the queen. In fact, it was a disaster at this time, and comfort seemed a bit unnecessary. Who could survive on this peak?
The old eunuch crawled and rolled into Cao Ang's feet like a pity-like dog, begging for the capital to survive in a very low voice. Cao Ang smiled coldly, turned a blind eye to his begging, and cut him off with his knife, curled his lips and said, "As long as people who are not us have to die, you old guy want to live!"
No one cares about the death of the old eunuch, but no one cares about Pity. At this time, Cao Ang raised his hands and his subordinates killed him...
Feng Mingqian is closer to this place, and she was entangled by the purple-clothed woman, the Saint of the White Lotus Sect, and could not escape. Seeing that the priest and the queen were in danger, she panicked and shook the soft sword of the purple-clothed woman and wanted to retreat, but the soft sword came over as if she had eyes. She could not guess that much. As the soft sword cut her shoulder and the pain of the pink back, she rushed over like rain and penetrated from the side. For a moment, a harsh sound was harsh, and she forced the big men of the Cao Gang to retreat with one person, but the purple-clothed woman's soft sword was tangled up and then...
Xiao Linglong's martial arts are not very weak, and she has no choice but to retreat at this time. She shouted softly, lifted the sword and slashed at Cao Ang. The angry and willing thoughts made the sword in her hand move with a sharp increase, but the tricks were messy, and it was even less threatening. Cao Ang flashed as if nothing had happened, and Xiao Linglong's uncensored sword fell through, and the second knife flirted with one another. The other party fought with him. In the blink of an eye, Xiao Linglong waved his sword and made the sword look windy. The sword shadow was several times, but there was no gain. Instead, he made an angry move and made himself panting with breath. His pretty and tender smile face was filled with evil spirits. Don't run away, look at me... I won't kill you!
Cao Ang knew that Xiao Linglong was not his opponent, but he also knew that what he needed was Xiao Linglong's life?
Jun, when he flashed over Xiao Linglong's crazy sword, he suddenly turned over and thrust, like a big wing spreading his wings. In the air, he flipped his hand, and the folding fans in his hand, with a row of sword tips attacking like a flying saucer, and directly hit Zhao Zhi's neck...
Feng Mingqian, who was besieged by several big men in Cao Gang and a purple-clothed woman, was stabbed a few times, and her blood was rising and she couldn't take care of herself. When she saw Cao Ang flying away, she suddenly felt confused. She raised her hand and threw the sword in her hand...
? With a clang, the sword was cut off by the soft sword of the purple woman before it could even shoot out of the siege and fell to the ground. The crisp and pleasant sound sounded like thunder in Feng Mingqian's ears, but before she could think more, a very sharp soft sword pressed against her throat...
Shan Liying and Ghost King Mo Yi are naturally the two with the highest martial arts skills on the top of the peak. The two of them faced off at the peak, and they did not decide the winner. They were always concerned that Shan Liying, who suddenly did not take the move of Ghost King Mo Yi, suddenly turned around strangely, and flicked her sleeves, and a piece of excellent red jade shot out like a bullet, and forced Cao Ang's folding fan to Zhao Zhi's neck. With a clanging sound, sparks flashed, and the folding fan and red jade flew against Mrs. Wen's hair and hair, splashing out, and both fell into the abyss...
That piece of jade was given to her by Zhao Zhi twenty years ago as a love gift. Although she had resentment, hatred, expectation and disappointment, after he chose to marry Xiao Ruyu, she hated the past, resented vows, and hated men, but at the critical moment she could never watch him die without saving him, even if...
even though……
? With a muffled sound, Shan Liying, who had just shot out the red jade, suffered a domineering palm of the ghost king Mo Yi. She flew out like a kite with a broken string. She rolled a few times when she fell to the ground, and was about to roll off the cliff. Amid the sad cry of the woman from the Youyou Teach, her five fingers pressed into the rocks on the edge of the cliff like iron. Below her body was hanging there was a deep abyss, which was dangerous and dangerous.
Xiao Linglong cried out in a slight voice, fell down, the emperor, the queen and others and ran over...
In her innocent thought, if the emperor and the master choose one, the master is the most important thing, and the emperor can throw it away!
But after she had just taken two steps, Shan Liying tried to jump onto the cliff with one hand and silently, standing on the edge of the cliff, her face turned pale and her hair was chaotic. With a oh, she spit out a mouthful of blood, spraying on the half-falling white veil, extremely miserable...
The cold wind whistled, the hair flew, and the fallen face was blown away by the wind for a moment, revealing Shan Liying's face that was a little white due to severe internal injuries. A suffocating face suddenly appeared in front of everyone. The scattered clouds drifted in the wind, the slender Emei frowned, the deep and cold eyes were neither sad nor happy, the straight jade nose was as delicate as ice carvings, and the red lips with graceful arcs and tight pursed coldness was filled with a sexy unhidden...
Shan Liying's amazement is no less than that of the elegant and luxurious queen Xiao Ruyu. Queen Xiao is generous and wise, dignified but delicate, with the charm and reserve of a lady in her bones. Shan Liying's coldness and femininity like a martial arts master gives people a different sense of temptation, with a bit of wild taste, which can always arouse a man's desire to conquer her, but not many people present dare to conquer her.
Although the blind old man, the ghost king Mo Yi, was blind, his sense of energy and sound was unparalleled. Seeing that Shan Liying could still stand up with a palm, he was slightly surprised, and then it came like a ghost...
Shan Liying was shocked by a palm, her meridians were completely chaotic, and the true energy in her body was running wild, and it was difficult to recover for a while. Her skills were greatly reduced. Seeing that the ghost king Mo attacked again and again, he forced himself to deal with it.
The ghost king Mo Yi's internal strength was old and strong. Shan Liying, who was too injured, was no longer his opponent. After a snatch, Shan Liying was hibernated by him again, flew backwards for three meters before landing, and spitting a few mouthfuls of blood before standing up. However, the ghost king Mo Yi had the sophistication of Bai Chong's age, fully understood that kindness to the enemy was cruel to him. He did not pause at all, and his figure flashed and killed him. A touch of true energy that was neither smoke nor fog was lingering in his hands, making the thin finger bones look gloomy and terrifying. Before the person could reach the point where he waved the energy that he was waving was like a blade to cut off Shan Liying...
Seeing that a generation of beauties is about to be destroyed, the soul of the fragrance is suddenly broken. If you kill Shan Liying, it will be a serious damage to the Youyou Cult. Even if you haven't returned from going out or you may no longer survive the part of the Youyou Cult on the Saint Peak, but if you lose such a master-level leader, the Youyou Cult will no longer be able to make trouble.
Seeing this, the few women left in Youyou Cult were ashamed. Most of Youyou Cult are orphans adopted by the leader. In their minds, the leader is a reborn parent. Although she is cold, persistent, stubborn, and harsh...
But she is still the one who speaks great and respects the most. She is about to die from her opponent. How can they bear it?
Liying...
Zhao Zhi saw Yiren again, but she saved her life. Maybe her life would be gone, but Yiren is like this, and her old love is Mianmian, which was originally moved, but at this time her life was hanging on a thread. The passionate Zhao Zhi couldn't help but cry out sadly
But at this moment, everyone felt the cold light flash, and two sickles flew across from outside the cliff, whistling sounded, hitting the whistling air blade, and another attacked the murderous ghost king Mo Yi...
The sudden sneak attack made the ghost king Mo Yi stop. At the same moment, with a shout, the sickle penetrated horizontally on the mud surface of the peak, and the air blade was blocked by force, and Shan Liying was temporarily safe!
This strange mutation surprised everyone for a moment, and then suddenly discovered that a big bird that was hovering around the peak suddenly appeared on the edge of the cliff...
Yang Cuizhi, a great disciple of Huashan, had his eyes red, and the grief and hatred of destroying the family were suppressed in his heart for many years. At this time, the masters of the White Lotus Sect like this were here. The hatred in his heart occupied his whole heart. Even if the broken sword was in hand, he could still be brave without fear of fighting all the way. One sword and one sword, one sword and one sword, and used the blood and trauma all over his body to exchange for the corpses of the White Lotus Sect. He didn't know whether it was worth it or not. He only knew how much he could kill. Now he killed one enough money, kill two profitable.
Wu Yang, the second largest disciple of Huashan, escorted the Shangguan Sisters Flowers, and the sword spread out like a scattered flower. The cold light flashed, which was so scary. He had not seen the defeat for a while. But when the four Vajras came in, they were suddenly in danger, and the sword was pressed against the flesh. Soon everyone's body was red. Although they killed a lot of people, the White Lotus Sect had many people and the experts were far from killing a few relatively weak people. They would turn the whole situation around. Two fists could not match the four hands. If this lasted, it would take less than half an hour to consume the twenty or thirty people in his own country!
On this side, the woman in purple and Feng Mingqian went and fought with each other endlessly. Qiu Shui was also entangled by Bai Chong, who was buzzing with white hair, and could not get rid of her body. It was originally a duel between chess and opponents, but none of the emperors, queens, and Mrs. Wen on the edge of the cliff were learning martial arts. Only Xiao Linglong's smaller and tender body was skeletoned in front of her. At this time, several masters of the White Lotus Sect surrounded her, and how could she not be anxious?
I was in a state of impatience and became more and more difficult to escape and help, but I was also in danger...
Xiao Linglong, holding a sharp sword, blocked her front with her small breasts. Facing the vicious White Lotus gangster, she was obviously a little nervous. You... don't come here, I... I'm very awesome...
Is that true, little sister, gaga... Are you good at bed or have good verb skills? I, Cao Ang, really want to try it!
A man in his thirties and forties looks like a great scholar standing in the hall talking big. He is so handsome, but his words are like a scoundrel who teases good women in the corners of the alley. He holds a folding fan in his hand, and the folding fan is shining with the tip of the knife at the end of the knife. Obviously, he is not a good person.
He led several fierce men to force him down. Xiao Linglong frowned and snorted in disgust, "Are you Cao Ang, the second leader of the Cao Gang?"
Xiao Linglong obviously has a very impressed person with such a special person. Because Youyou teaches many troubles with the Cao Gang, there will inevitably be casualties. Naturally, there are women of Youyou teaches who fall into his hands. None of the Youyou teaches imprisoned by Youyou teaches will not be abused by him. He did not kill them until those women were raped and pregnant. His viciousness and cruelty made Youyou teaches these crazy women want to eat their meat raw, but he seems to be elusive and powerful, especially light skills, flying over the eaves and walls and slimming water. In the world, there are only flowers that have always been unwilling to be picked by martial artists, but they can only suppress them. Therefore, Youyou teaches hate him to the core, but he can still live until now. However, his image has always been engraved in the hearts of every woman in Youyou teaches, and Xiao Linglong has heard of it.
The little beauty has also heard of my reputation as Cao. How about it, why don’t you surrender?
Cao Ang shook his folding fan lightly, looking at the little Linglong, who was as delicate as a budding branch, pure and beautiful, and his sweet appearance was not inferior to her master Shan Liying. This is a great beauty. His white wrist exposed on the sleeves and bowl noodles, and his snowy skin is like a touch of pink cheese. Everyone is tight. Such delicate flowers are so delicate that men want to violently destroy her when they see her. Only after picking her can they satisfy their cravings. Cao Ang is naturally lustful and erotic and smiled, "It's better if the emperor dies, but if you are a delicate little beauty, you will be willing to let fuck her for a few nights, I... huh? Do you want to do it?"
When Cao Ang saw Cao Ang targeting Xiao Linglong, his subordinates immediately surrounded both sides. Their purpose was naturally to take the opportunity to kill Zhao Zhi, the emperor of Zhao Zhi. Whoever could kill Zhao Zhi would fly into the sky. If the White Lotus Sect gained the world in the future, perhaps it would be a marquis and a title, and who would not be crazy!
You...you can't come...
Xiao Linglong's innocent face was extremely anxious and hurriedly retreated, as if protecting Zhao Zhi and others!
But Cao Ang and his men were getting closer and closer. Xiao Linglong and Zhao Zhi, Queen Xiao Ruyu, Mrs. Wen Dai Xinwan, and the old eunuch looked at the bloodthirsty blades that were getting closer and closer, and those cruel and ruthless faces retreated nervously until they took a step back and walked into the abyss. The whistling sound of the cliff and the cold wind blew as a harsh sound, blowing the back of everyone, and everyone's heart was despair...
you……
The nervous Xiao Linglong confronted the oppressed enemy, but she didn't expect Zhao Zhi to scream from behind. She hurriedly turned around, but saw a dagger penetrated deep under his ribs. The queen found that the queen was disgraceful and was in a hurry. The old eunuch who had been waiting by the emperor knelt on the ground and crawled in front like a dog...
Everyone... Dear heroes... Old... I killed the emperor... I asked you not to kill me!
At this time, everyone realized that the old eunuch was selling his owner to survive, some of whom despised, some of whom were angry, some of whom hated... Master, you... How are you doing? Don't scare me...
The queen was panicked and hugged Zhao Zhi at a loss
Mrs. Wen also bent down, but she couldn't help much, but she knew more than the queen. Seeing the dagger stuck under her ribs, even if it hurts the spleen and stomach, she will not die for a while. As long as the treatment is timely, the chance of survival is still high. But she did not comfort the queen. In fact, it was a disaster at this time, and comfort seemed a bit unnecessary. Who could survive on this peak?
The old eunuch crawled and rolled into Cao Ang's feet like a pity-like dog, begging for the capital to survive in a very low voice. Cao Ang smiled coldly, turned a blind eye to his begging, and cut him off with his knife, curled his lips and said, "As long as people who are not us have to die, you old guy want to live!"
No one cares about the death of the old eunuch, but no one cares about Pity. At this time, Cao Ang raised his hands and his subordinates killed him...
Feng Mingqian is closer to this place, and she was entangled by the purple-clothed woman, the Saint of the White Lotus Sect, and could not escape. Seeing that the priest and the queen were in danger, she panicked and shook the soft sword of the purple-clothed woman and wanted to retreat, but the soft sword came over as if she had eyes. She could not guess that much. As the soft sword cut her shoulder and the pain of the pink back, she rushed over like rain and penetrated from the side. For a moment, a harsh sound was harsh, and she forced the big men of the Cao Gang to retreat with one person, but the purple-clothed woman's soft sword was tangled up and then...
Xiao Linglong's martial arts are not very weak, and she has no choice but to retreat at this time. She shouted softly, lifted the sword and slashed at Cao Ang. The angry and willing thoughts made the sword in her hand move with a sharp increase, but the tricks were messy, and it was even less threatening. Cao Ang flashed as if nothing had happened, and Xiao Linglong's uncensored sword fell through, and the second knife flirted with one another. The other party fought with him. In the blink of an eye, Xiao Linglong waved his sword and made the sword look windy. The sword shadow was several times, but there was no gain. Instead, he made an angry move and made himself panting with breath. His pretty and tender smile face was filled with evil spirits. Don't run away, look at me... I won't kill you!
Cao Ang knew that Xiao Linglong was not his opponent, but he also knew that what he needed was Xiao Linglong's life?
Jun, when he flashed over Xiao Linglong's crazy sword, he suddenly turned over and thrust, like a big wing spreading his wings. In the air, he flipped his hand, and the folding fans in his hand, with a row of sword tips attacking like a flying saucer, and directly hit Zhao Zhi's neck...
Feng Mingqian, who was besieged by several big men in Cao Gang and a purple-clothed woman, was stabbed a few times, and her blood was rising and she couldn't take care of herself. When she saw Cao Ang flying away, she suddenly felt confused. She raised her hand and threw the sword in her hand...
? With a clang, the sword was cut off by the soft sword of the purple woman before it could even shoot out of the siege and fell to the ground. The crisp and pleasant sound sounded like thunder in Feng Mingqian's ears, but before she could think more, a very sharp soft sword pressed against her throat...
Shan Liying and Ghost King Mo Yi are naturally the two with the highest martial arts skills on the top of the peak. The two of them faced off at the peak, and they did not decide the winner. They were always concerned that Shan Liying, who suddenly did not take the move of Ghost King Mo Yi, suddenly turned around strangely, and flicked her sleeves, and a piece of excellent red jade shot out like a bullet, and forced Cao Ang's folding fan to Zhao Zhi's neck. With a clanging sound, sparks flashed, and the folding fan and red jade flew against Mrs. Wen's hair and hair, splashing out, and both fell into the abyss...
That piece of jade was given to her by Zhao Zhi twenty years ago as a love gift. Although she had resentment, hatred, expectation and disappointment, after he chose to marry Xiao Ruyu, she hated the past, resented vows, and hated men, but at the critical moment she could never watch him die without saving him, even if...
even though……
? With a muffled sound, Shan Liying, who had just shot out the red jade, suffered a domineering palm of the ghost king Mo Yi. She flew out like a kite with a broken string. She rolled a few times when she fell to the ground, and was about to roll off the cliff. Amid the sad cry of the woman from the Youyou Teach, her five fingers pressed into the rocks on the edge of the cliff like iron. Below her body was hanging there was a deep abyss, which was dangerous and dangerous.
Xiao Linglong cried out in a slight voice, fell down, the emperor, the queen and others and ran over...
In her innocent thought, if the emperor and the master choose one, the master is the most important thing, and the emperor can throw it away!
But after she had just taken two steps, Shan Liying tried to jump onto the cliff with one hand and silently, standing on the edge of the cliff, her face turned pale and her hair was chaotic. With a oh, she spit out a mouthful of blood, spraying on the half-falling white veil, extremely miserable...
The cold wind whistled, the hair flew, and the fallen face was blown away by the wind for a moment, revealing Shan Liying's face that was a little white due to severe internal injuries. A suffocating face suddenly appeared in front of everyone. The scattered clouds drifted in the wind, the slender Emei frowned, the deep and cold eyes were neither sad nor happy, the straight jade nose was as delicate as ice carvings, and the red lips with graceful arcs and tight pursed coldness was filled with a sexy unhidden...
Shan Liying's amazement is no less than that of the elegant and luxurious queen Xiao Ruyu. Queen Xiao is generous and wise, dignified but delicate, with the charm and reserve of a lady in her bones. Shan Liying's coldness and femininity like a martial arts master gives people a different sense of temptation, with a bit of wild taste, which can always arouse a man's desire to conquer her, but not many people present dare to conquer her.
Although the blind old man, the ghost king Mo Yi, was blind, his sense of energy and sound was unparalleled. Seeing that Shan Liying could still stand up with a palm, he was slightly surprised, and then it came like a ghost...
Shan Liying was shocked by a palm, her meridians were completely chaotic, and the true energy in her body was running wild, and it was difficult to recover for a while. Her skills were greatly reduced. Seeing that the ghost king Mo attacked again and again, he forced himself to deal with it.
The ghost king Mo Yi's internal strength was old and strong. Shan Liying, who was too injured, was no longer his opponent. After a snatch, Shan Liying was hibernated by him again, flew backwards for three meters before landing, and spitting a few mouthfuls of blood before standing up. However, the ghost king Mo Yi had the sophistication of Bai Chong's age, fully understood that kindness to the enemy was cruel to him. He did not pause at all, and his figure flashed and killed him. A touch of true energy that was neither smoke nor fog was lingering in his hands, making the thin finger bones look gloomy and terrifying. Before the person could reach the point where he waved the energy that he was waving was like a blade to cut off Shan Liying...
Seeing that a generation of beauties is about to be destroyed, the soul of the fragrance is suddenly broken. If you kill Shan Liying, it will be a serious damage to the Youyou Cult. Even if you haven't returned from going out or you may no longer survive the part of the Youyou Cult on the Saint Peak, but if you lose such a master-level leader, the Youyou Cult will no longer be able to make trouble.
Seeing this, the few women left in Youyou Cult were ashamed. Most of Youyou Cult are orphans adopted by the leader. In their minds, the leader is a reborn parent. Although she is cold, persistent, stubborn, and harsh...
But she is still the one who speaks great and respects the most. She is about to die from her opponent. How can they bear it?
Liying...
Zhao Zhi saw Yiren again, but she saved her life. Maybe her life would be gone, but Yiren is like this, and her old love is Mianmian, which was originally moved, but at this time her life was hanging on a thread. The passionate Zhao Zhi couldn't help but cry out sadly
But at this moment, everyone felt the cold light flash, and two sickles flew across from outside the cliff, whistling sounded, hitting the whistling air blade, and another attacked the murderous ghost king Mo Yi...
The sudden sneak attack made the ghost king Mo Yi stop. At the same moment, with a shout, the sickle penetrated horizontally on the mud surface of the peak, and the air blade was blocked by force, and Shan Liying was temporarily safe!
This strange mutation surprised everyone for a moment, and then suddenly discovered that a big bird that was hovering around the peak suddenly appeared on the edge of the cliff...
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