"The mystery of the wind, the wind is half rolled, and the world is scorching. ”

Yan Xuan closed her eyes gently, and then opened them suddenly, a blue light like a substance flashed out suddenly in her beautiful eyes, the cyan dress was windless, and a majestic momentum suddenly burst out from the woman's slightly weak body, and for a while, Yan Xuan, who was a martial artist, showed her unique momentum.

The palm of his hand patted his chest, and a mouthful of essence blood spurted out violently, scattering on the cyan spirit sword, and for a while, the cyan pattern on the spirit sword seemed to be alive, swimming lightly on it.

A subtle cyan tornado appeared around the woman, and in the next moment, the cyan pattern suddenly collapsed......

Chapter 129 of "My Name is Emperor Ling" Slashing is in the middle of a hand-hitting, please wait a moment,

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