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She suddenly realized that something was wrong, and turned around to flash.

The headphones swept through the wind, and suddenly felt a chill on his cheeks.

The plain-clothed woman reached out and touched it, but it was a handful of blood.

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"Shameless and wicked, despicable and indecent!" No matter what race or identity, women always attach importance to their appearance, and women in plain clothes are naturally angry.

The demon used a fan to block the attack, and at the same time said something that was not honest with that honest face: "It's not good-looking, but it's completely disfigured now." I don't know who the fairy's lover in the upper realm is, will your lover still want you?"

Immortal Demon Fighting Method, the scars caused by the fan of the Demon Charm, even if the other party is an Upper Realm Immortal, I am afraid that jumping into the Star Dou Waterfall and washing it ten times or eight times may not be able to heal.

Coupled with his words, it undoubtedly added fuel to the fire, making the plain-clothed woman angry and irrational.

She snorted, her fingers pinched the spell, and the golden ring turned into thousands of thousands of them, attacking the demon.

The old trick was repeated, but she forgot that the fan in the demon's hand was the magic weapon to restrain her.

Only a clear sound was heard, and the golden ring hit the fan bone, bounced back suddenly, and slammed into the plain-clothed woman.

knocked her into vomiting blood on the spot, and her body rose into the air and fell a few feet away.

A few people over there are fighting in the middle of the war, and it is naturally impossible for the demon to be alone here.

In order to seek a decisive battle, he pinched the magic trick in his hand, and the eight-treasure sandalwood fan was divided into several fan bones, and shot away behind him with the power of the rebound of the golden ring.

At the same time as the golden ring collided with the other party, the fan bone also stabbed towards the big hole around her body from different directions.

The castration was extremely sharp, and before the plain-clothed woman could react, the fan bone had already penetrated through her.

I only heard a few pops, blood gushed everywhere on my body, and even my heart was stained with a large patch of red.

The plain-clothed woman kept spitting blood, and she had no power to fight back.

The demon was about to step forward to make another move, but he heard the sound of the wind in his ears, and he subconsciously turned his head and couldn't help but change color.

The tall silver helmet warrior flew over, carrying the Flying Moon Halberd and swung it down.

Rolling up countless clouds and mist around them, all of them poured into the demonic spirit.

Shangxian Fengling, who had just fought with the two of Moxi, actually had the strength to save people!

The demon didn't have time to think about it, and while throwing the remaining fan bone in his hand, he dodged to avoid it.

Feng Ling's blow was very powerful, and before the bones of the Flying Moon Halberd were close to the Flying Moon Halberd, they had all turned into ashes.

The clouds are surging endlessly, rolling up the mist in the sky, turning into pieces of thin and sharp cold blades, and the air runs through the rainbow.

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Not only did it shroud the demon with a slash on his face, but even the two armies behind him who were fighting were also affected.

How could a soldier with a lower cultivation level build a defensive barrier like a demon, and he was instantly pierced by a cold blade and died on the spot.

In the melee, the soldiers of the two armies were close to each other, and Feng Ling's cold blade was naturally impossible to be clever enough to be able to distinguish the target of attack.

In an instant, there was no distinction between friend and foe, and many people died under the cold blade, blood flowed like rivers, and mourning was everywhere.

Feng Ling looked coldly at all this she had caused, her face was indifferent, as if she had nothing to do with herself.

Behind him, Moxi and Moyu, who had just fought with him, were both injured to varying degrees.

Falling from mid-air, you will not be able to fight again for a while.

Feng Ling also had injuries on his body, and his other arm, which was not holding a halberd, was even dripping blood.

But he was still standing firmly, apparently in good condition.