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I admit that the setting of the first plot and some of the development descriptions are not very good, and the portrayal is not very good, but believe me, seeing this, you have also seen the second wave, some changes in the fairy grass.

But the eighteen-year-old girl in front of her was bold and threatened to suppress Ling Zhiyun too, and even pushed them in the ring to vent her anger for the forbidden body.

It can be said that Lan Yanyan is really courageous, and she also made everyone wipe a cold sweat for her.

"Come on, come on, you even threatened to suppress the forbidden body, come here, sister will reason with you. Lan Yanyan stared at Ling Zhiyun, not polite at all, her tone was arrogant, and her demeanor was myriad.

"You're dead, and no one can save you. Ling Zhiyun's face was calm, his eyes were gloomy, and the power in his body couldn't help but riot.

The crowd groaned and quickly retreated.

"Cut, it's not certain who will die. Lan Yanyan was disdainful, strode up with her small waist, dressed in a blue dress, full of long black hair, those big eyes were full of spirituality, and she looked like a little fairy above the nine heavens from a distance.

However, now she has turned into a little witch, her tone is high-profile and scary, and she is ready to take action.

Ling Zhiyun stared at her coldly, no longer speaking, the anger in his heart had been aroused, and his eyes were even deeper than just now, revealing some coldness in the depths, which was terrifying.

Suddenly, a little chill came out quickly.

This is a supernatural power, he had used it four months ago in the battle between Wuji Mountain and the Forbidden Body, but the difference is that now he has broken through the Blood Spirit Realm.

And the 'little cold' magic power that was displayed in this realm was destined to be far more powerful than that day.

There is no doubt that when Ling Zhiyun showed 'a little cold', everyone's faces changed slightly, and they all felt that the little girl in blue was going to be finished.

"Tremble! Humble Northerners, an uneducated race, it is the biggest mistake of your life to anger Miss Ben. Lan Yanyan chattered, her tone was still very disdainful, and she looked at Ling Zhiyun proudly, as if she didn't care about his supernatural attacks at all.

At this time, she was glowing, and a mysterious power was circulating rapidly, wrapping and setting off it, and the treasure was solemn, like the Buddha of the West Heaven, the most divine and holy.

This is Hades Immovable, it is the inheritance of the real Tongshan, and it can be regarded as a part of the Hades Law, and it is another version, which was completely inherited by Lan Yanyan.

Tongshan inheritance, in the ancient era, known as the strongest lineage, far-reaching significance, involving the age of the gods.

In a great war 10,000 years ago, this inheritance was severed, and now Lan Yanyan inherited all the inheritances and was born strongly, if there is no accident, her future will bloom like a bright moon, above the nine heavens.

Hades does not pay attention to breaking the law with strength, if you practice to the extreme, you are not afraid of any supernatural powers, this is the physical practice chapter of the Hades Law, and the effect is powerful and amazing.

A little cold light quickly amplified, holding on to the only one in heaven and earth, and the essence and aura of the ten directions of the sea were constantly melted into it, and finally rushed towards Lan Yanyan.

Compared with this attack four months ago, the current attack is more of a return to the basics, like a peerless sword hidden in the depths of the snow, and if it doesn't sound, it is already a blockbuster.

Lan Yanyan grinned, did not retreat but advanced, her slender hand clenched into a fist and came out, the moves were simple and direct, but there was a great aura flowing.

At this time, she doesn't look like a delicate little woman at all, but like a god of killing, a god of war, wherever her fists go, she will inevitably destroy the world.

With a punch, the aura contained in the fist, the essence of the fist exploded rapidly, spreading to all sides and sweeping, like a monstrous wave in the deep sea.

That kind of strength, that kind of momentum, and luck spread out, shaking people's souls throbbing.

A little cold light was blocked, unable to take half a step forward, and the fists clenched by those slender hands, as if they had tens of millions of strength, suddenly pressed over, suffocating.

Ling Zhiyun's face changed greatly, his heart shook, just a few breaths of duel, but it was as if he had fought with his opponent with thousands of moves, and after thousands of moves, he was still defeated...

How can it be?

She is only eighteen years old, how can she have such combat power?

No, I can't lose.

Ling Zhiyun trembled, suppressing the fear in his heart, and the power in his body gushed wildly.

However, those fists were too powerful, as if the boxing king was making a move, the strength was unparalleled, and the aura of destruction came to the face, and there was no solution at all.

With a snort, he coughed up blood, his steps staggered backwards, and the 'little cold' supernatural power could no longer be supported, and the supernatural power was disintegrated, and the fist power eroded into his body, as if to destroy his vitality.

The audience was silent, all in a daze, dumbfounded, and completely distracted.

Drops of scarlet blood flowed out of Ling Zhiyun's chest and fell to the ground, where he was smashed by his fist, a huge wound was hideous and terrifying, and an aura of destruction was constantly eroding his vitality and suffocating.

"Cough" Ling Zhiyun couldn't help coughing, his heart was afraid, his whole body was trembling, he stared at Lan Yanyan deadly, as if staring at a prehistoric monster.

"Great, the old-timers really didn't lie to me, this punch is so powerful. Lan Yanyan came back to her senses from her daze, and her big eyes showed cunning.

The serious and tense style of painting makes everyone feel as if they are in a dream.

"I see, haha, I must be dreaming. ”

"Well, it must be, how old is that little girl, how can she be so powerful?"

"Yes, yes, we're all dreaming. ”

"I'll just say it! How could Ling Zhiyun, who had been hidden by the Ling family for many years and claimed to surpass the ancients, be easily defeated?"

"Haha" Many people laughed, thinking that it was a dream and that there would be a time to wake up.

However, the Ling family, and even some disciples of Wuji Mountain secretly, they couldn't laugh.

It's not a dream at all.

Ling Zhiyun was really defeated by one move, just like four months ago, his arrogance, his strength, his self-confidence and conceit were all defeated at this moment.

"Kill, kill this witch. "The young man of the Ling family completely went berserk, Ling Zhiyun invited them to come, but now he was defeated by an eighteen-year-old girl in one move.

This result is unacceptable, you must know that Ling Zhiyun has carried too many families, and has been given endless hopes, and he is also a genius who has been hidden by the Ling family for many years.

How could he lose?

Such a person will never allow failure.

But the realization is very cruel and unacceptable, and at the same time, they are more afraid, afraid of the family's punishment, so at this moment, whether it is for Ling Zhiyun, or for the family's face, or for themselves, they have to take action.

"Shameless. Lan Yanyan snorted coldly, and fought again with her little waist, and wherever her fists went, no one could resist it.

Within a moment, they all lay down, their bodies twitching, wailing, and looking at the blue figure in horror.

"It's not a dream. ”

"It wasn't a dream. "People came back to their senses, and their breathing suddenly became suffocated.

"Hey, what is she doing?"

"It's like a body search. ”

"No, it's looting. People exclaimed, dumbfounded again, feeling that their three views had been ruined.

is just an eighteen-year-old girl, who looks so fresh and beautiful, and is full of spirituality, but she has repeatedly done such things that do not conform to her temperament.

Secretly, some of the senior brothers and sisters of Wuji Mountain were also flushed, and they originally wanted to go out to recognize their relatives, but they never thought that she would actually do this kind of thing of 'looting' in public, and looking at her methods, she is old and skilled, so she has done this thing, right?

"Damn, did you teach it?" a senior brother roared at Chen Yuanyuan: "Wuji Mountain's face has been lost by you. ”

Chen Yuanyuan had a bitter face, shrunk his neck, and looked at this senior brother pitifully, looking very innocent.