With a little bit of Yan Wushuang taste.

But I still can't catch that feeling.

Suddenly there was a sharp pain in his feet, and the green tendons on his forehead jumped, and he glared at Ji Xuanyun angrily, "What are you stepping on me for?"

"You pariah, where did you learn the weird yin and yang, you dare to sarcastically mock Xiao Wang!" Ji Xuanyun triumphantly increased his foot strength, "What's wrong with stepping on you, if you are not convinced, just clean up this guy who eats indiscriminately and is not afraid of diarrhea." ”

Yan Li glared at Ji Xuanyun, "I saved your life!"

Ji Xuanyun hugged his shoulder, raised his little head proudly and said, "So you should feel honored, you must know that the person standing in front of you is the future king of the Wei King Realm." ”

"Then King Wei Realm is really unlucky!" Yan Li said angrily.

Ji Xuanyun continued to aggravate, and said angrily: "What are you talking about, bastard, you are unlucky!"

Yan Li gasped, and before he could say more, he suddenly heard a muffled snort coming over, and saw Lian Hai Tingtao falling close to the left, his face pale, and he smiled weakly: "The relationship between the two is really good, and there is still time to quarrel at this time......

He didn't look like he was in good shape, the sleeve of his left arm was completely torn, revealing his slightly dry left hand.

Can't be angry, can't be angry.

Yan Li took a deep breath and pulled his foot back vigorously, imagining how Yan Wushuang would respond to this situation.

To put it in detail, Yan Wushuang has rarely revealed his inner thoughts since he was a child, and if he doesn't say it, even the closest people can't find out his inner activities.

It is precisely because of this that Yan Li made such a temptation.

Before Yan Li could come up with a reason, there was a violent fishy smell and the whistling of wind and sand in his ears at the same time.

Shin Tun and Fushimi had already taken advantage of his daze to attack.

Ji Xuanyun seemed to have forgotten Fang Cai's crisis, his fists and palms clashed, and the two-color divine light of ice and fire rose into the sky, "I'll deal with this, and I'll leave that one to you!" He pounced on Fushimi.

"Oh, what a man who knows the times. Yan Li had no choice but to face Shen Tun.

"Hmph!" Ji Xuanyun said as a matter of course, "This is an opportunity for you to make meritorious contributions, otherwise how can you get ahead and glorify your ancestors, be grateful, civilian!"

The fists and palms converged, evolving into a dragon and snake, smashing against the sand barrier, and the air flow was violently pushed outward.

Fushimi smiled wickedly and strangely, and suddenly reached out, and his entire arm turned into sand, and he suddenly stretched forward, crashing through Ji Xuanyun's domain.

As soon as the law domain was broken, the power of the star source in the surrounding void was suddenly completely blocked.

Ji Xuanyun gritted his teeth and wanted to use his true qi to replace him, but it was too late, and his body was completely covered with sand at some point, and his body was suddenly wrapped and bound.

"I'm not so lucky this time, I'll send you on my way!" Fushimi smiled evilly, and with a thought in his heart, he was going to use the power of the wind and sand to hang Ji Xuanyun to death.

"Gloomy!"

Lian Hai, who fell to the ground, listened to the waves, and suddenly there was a kind of extremely suppressed pain between his eyebrows, as if he had to give up his lover ruthlessly, and the more painful he was, the more tormented he became.

The gloomy mood suddenly enveloped the audience.

Ji Xuanyun suddenly felt sadness coming from it, and couldn't help but want to cry.

Fushimi frowned, and his clenched hand was slightly loose.

Lian Hai Tingtao's eyes flashed, and he took advantage of this opportunity to fold the fan and spread it, like a swimming dragon, and took Fushimi's head directly.

"Ahh

His body suddenly turned into a sandstorm, and he actually gave up Ji Xuanyun and rushed to Lianhai to listen to the waves.

Lian Hai Tingtao's heart sank, stopped halfway, folded the fan, and blocked the front of the façade.

Rumble!

He was knocked out by the wind and sand, and he vomited blood in mid-air, and the gloomy mood naturally disappeared.

Seeing this, Ji Xuanyun struggled to break free from the sandstorm, hurried up, and imprinted a palm on Fushimi's back.

The power of the ice "clicks" to freeze Fushimi completely.

Ji Xuanyun breathed a sigh of relief, hurriedly ran to Lianhai Tingtao, and helped him up, "Take the fan, are you okay?"

"Listen to the waves in the lower sea. Lian Hai said with a wry smile.

"Your names are too long to remember. Ji Xuanyun helped him to the side while taking out the pill.

"Thank you. Lian Hai listened to the waves and thanked him.

"It's Xiao Wang, I want to thank you Tiance Tower. Ji Xuanyun glanced at the battle situation that was overwhelmed by the other three active figures, and said seriously, "I don't know which landlord issued the supreme order, please tell me, the people from the Palace of Hatred must feel it in their hearts." ”

"It's Kunlun Yan Liumu Bingjian. Lian Hai nodded Tingtao.

"That female god of war?" Ji Xuanyun's eyes lit up, "Great, she's my idol! Brother Lianhai, you must help me introduce you another day." ”

"Remember it now......" Lian Hai smiled bitterly as he heard the waves.

"Well...... Ji Xuanyun smiled embarrassedly, "Accident, accident." ”

......

Shen Tun pounced, Yan Li was not sure that he would be killed with one blow, so he naturally couldn't draw his sword. You must know that Yan Wushuang has never missed a sword draw, except for facing Zhang Dashan, who was a great realm higher than him before he died.

It is no longer appropriate to miss twice in a row, and reckless attempts will only deviate more and more from the essence of drawing the sword.

He chose to dodge, jumping in a small area, dodging Shen Tun's pounce while trying to regain the feeling of drawing his sword for the first time.

Shen swallowed the blood basin on his stomach and let out a loud roar, the sound waves vibrate, as if there was a terrifying power, Yan Li didn't notice any discomfort, but felt that his body suddenly couldn't move, and he couldn't help frowning.

Taking advantage of this moment, Shen Tun had already pounced, and bit directly into Yan Li's head.

Spit out a turbid breath, Yan Li had no choice at this time, only to draw his sword.

At such close range, you don't need to think about what it feels like, just pull out your sword.

But no!

Arc suddenly didn't listen to the call, I don't know if I noticed that it wasn't the old master who was using it, and there was actually a rebellious behavior.

Yes, does the feeling of not being able to catch it have something to do with the sword?

If this sword falls into Yan Wu's hands, it will definitely be able to show great power.

When it fell into his hands, his sword momentum was already heavy, and his newly honed skills were not perfect, but it was not as good as the green steel sword.

Thoughts are like electricity.

Just as he was about to change his sword, a thought that made his soul tremble flashed through his mind like lightning.

How can a swordsman doubt the sword in his hand?

When he entered the sword state of mind, he already knew the truth that everything has a voice.

Isn't arc light one of all things?

"Arc Light, help me, I am willing to offer white silk sincerely!"

His hand rested on the hilt of his sword, and for a moment, he was in a trance and returned to that night.

Yan Wushuang had an expression that seemed to be smiling, and said lightly, "When I draw my sword, it will be your death".

The confidence that overflows with what can be done is a kind of naturalness.

When I draw my sword, you deserve to die.

Choke!