The corners of Xueqianqian's mouth rose, and she walked to Lin Ketong and Yun Xuan's щww. lā

With her arrival, Lin Ketong and Yun Xuan frowned, as if they were facing a great enemy. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 infoThis is a proud woman in the sky, if she has the intention to confuse Jiang Yun, I'm afraid Jiang Yun won't be able to control it.

If an ordinary woman was a maid for Jiang Yun, Jiang Yun would not take a fancy to her.

But Blood Qianqian is different, Blood Qianqian's potential and talent are not weaker than Lin Ketong and Yun Xuan, and with the addition of Blood Qianqian, there is a kind of exotic style, maybe it is really possible to hook up Jiang Yun in the past.

Jiang Yun ran the healing holy technique to heal quickly.

At this moment, everyone was in a sluggish state, and it took a long time to come back to their senses.

Jiang Yun's achievements were so brilliant that people were suddenly like a dream, no one thought that a young man in the middle of the Xuanji Realm would actually slash the Four Realms of Heavenly Pride in a row.

The Heavenly Realm and the Killing Realm have all been wiped out, and now only the Sacrificial Realm and the Divine Realm remain.

The Heavenly Machine Disk turned again, and the young martial artists of the Sacrifice Realm and the God Realm immediately became alert, and they were all worried about being chosen.

By now, everyone knows that Jiang Yun is not easy to mess with.

Even if Jiang Yun has fought thirty-eight games in a row and is scarred, his strength is obvious to all, and no one wants to provoke Jiang Yun.

Snort-

The Heavenly Machine Disk flew out of a point of light again, hovering over the crowd.

At this moment, the martial artists of the Sacrifice Realm and the God Realm all tensed their nerves, and many people silently thought in their hearts, don't choose me.

Every time the light spot went, the warriors in that place sweated on their foreheads, and their bodies trembled involuntarily.

Jiang Yun's strength is deeply rooted in the hearts of the people, and they are praying not to be chosen.

Snort-

In the end, the point of light did not enter the eyebrows of a girl in the sacrificial realm, and the girl looked left and right with a solemn face, and then stepped out.

This is also an extraordinary woman, where she stood before, there were no warriors within three feet. The warriors of the sacrificial realm all stayed away, far away from the woman. This is enough to show that the woman in this sacrificial realm is also a ruthless character.

Whoop -

As Leng Yue's body moved, the warriors of the Sacrifice Realm retreated to both sides, leaving a big path for Leng Yue.

"You're strong, but you're no match for me. Leng Yue said lightly.

Jiang Yun smiled, and he looked at Leng Yue carefully.

This is a woman dressed in Confucian clothes, her whole body is full of bookish breath, and her body looks weak.

Of course, Jiang Yun did not despise her because of this.

The girl in front of her and the blood Qianqian are simply two extremes, one is like a murderous female demon, and the other is like a talented girl.

Jiang Yun smiled: "The girl may not be too confident, we haven't fought yet." Do you think you can win?

"My name is Leng Yue, and you will be defeated today. I've seen all the secret tricks you've cast and you don't know anything about me, and that's my biggest hole card. If you were in your heyday, or if you hadn't revealed your secret skills, perhaps we wouldn't have won or lost. But now, you simply can't be my opponent. Leng Yue said lightly, she had a bookish aura on her body, very elegant.

Jiang Yun frowned, this woman was very similar to Yun Xuan's temperament.

But it's different, it also has a bookish atmosphere, but Yun Xuan's kind is a bookish smell, and Leng Yue's breath is a little weird.

With an ancient weirdness, it seems to be an ancient person who traveled through time and space from time and space thousands of years ago.

"Mars Valley—"

Leng Yue opened her mouth and muttered a language that Jiang Yun didn't understand, Jiang Yun was a little dazed, not knowing what Leng Yue was going to do.

However, the next moment, he felt chills all over his body and a chill down his spine.

As a martial artist in the middle of the Xuanji Realm, he was already cold and hot, how could he suddenly get chills?

He sensed that something was wrong, and Leng Yue didn't mutter casually, but used a sacrificial spell, which was an ancient spell.

The next moment, he found that the spirit was attracted and had a tendency to detach from the body.

After discovering this, Jiang Yun gasped, the attack of the sacrificial realm was really very weird, the martial artists of this world did not play cards according to common sense, a bit like the long-lost spell master of the Zhantian Continent.

"Divine Soul--Deprivation-" Leng Yue lightly spit out a few words.

Jiang Yun's face changed drastically, his spirit shook as if he had been stripped of his body by hand, and began to fly outward.

He hurriedly ran the Thunder Sword Technique to stabilize his soul.

At the same time, he used the sword technique to urge the Divine Falling Sword, which turned into a ray of light and flew towards the cold moon.

"Slash-"

Jiang Yun snorted coldly, stabilizing his divine soul on one side, and urging the Divine Fall Sword to slash down Leng Yue's head on the other.

Knock -

Leng Yue took out a dragon horn and chanted a spell, and the dragon horn actually flew up and collided with the Divine Fall Sword.

Not only Jiang Yun, but the others were also shocked by this spell.

Cold Moon's attack method was completely different from that of the warriors of the Battle Heaven Continent, and it was impossible to guard against.

"Combat power-deprivation-" Leng Yue said again.

Jiang Yun's expression changed, and he found that his strength could not be fully displayed, and he was weakened by the terrifying curse.

He shook a few times and nearly fell to the ground.

The ancient spell was so terrifying that he was tricked. At this moment, he finally understood why Leng Yue was so confident, her confidence lay in the ancient spell.

The Spell Master has long been lost.

"Lost spells - this spell must have been before antiquity. An old sect leader was shocked.

Another leader said, "I once read in an ancient book that in the distant past, there was a terrible curse that could destroy a world. There are even curses that can be passed down from generation to generation along the bloodline. ”

What the?

Except for the warriors of the sacrifice realm, everyone else's faces changed drastically.

Although the attacks of the Sacrifice Realm Warriors are rather strange and biased towards the Divine Soul side, Leng Yue's attacks are almost all spells.

This is more terrifying, the ancient spellmaster has been lost.

And Leng Yue inherited the inheritance of the spell master, and none of the martial artists in the world had come into contact with the spell master, so they didn't know much about those curses.

As Leng Yue said, she basically knew Jiang Yun's martial arts, but Jiang Yun didn't know anything about her. Compared with the two, Jiang Yun suffered a loss, and as soon as he came up, he was hit and possessed by a curse.

Sneer-

Jiang Yun felt that his body was getting weaker and weaker, and his face was solemn, and he let out a loud shout, and turned his strength into the Thunder Sword Technique and the Divine Channel.

Golden flames freed up his body, and under the golden flames, a trace of black mist was forced out of his body.

It was the power of a curse, and ordinary people were afraid to avoid it.

The more people who know, the more they know the horror of the curse. Jiang Yun was extremely jealous of the curse at the moment, and this secret technique killed people invisibly.

It can kill people silently, and he has read legends about sorcerers.

Some races are cursed and can even become brutes, or gradually become extinct. The power of the curse cannot be seen or touched, but it does great damage to the warrior.

"Give me death-" Jiang Yun shouted, using all his strength to use the Thunder Sword Technique and Divine Channel, forcing out the curse.

Raising his hand and slapping it towards Leng Yue, at this moment he was so disgusted with the heart of the fragrance and jade, this woman was too terrifying, no wonder even the martial artists of the sacrificial realm did not dare to get too close to her.