Chapter Sixty-Eight: To Keep You Blind to Death

The clansmen of the two major families surrounding the periphery of the Tantai family were suddenly overturned to the ground in an instant because of these sudden coercions, so they were not wolves. After being surprised, Tan Tai'an and Sima Hua came to their senses when they heard the movement outside, and their faces were ugly. At this moment, they were a little glad that they chose to do it on the last day, after all, the closer they got to the day of ascension, the stronger their strength became.

"Hmph! Yellow-mouthed child, don't measure yourself!"

Tan Tai'an roared angrily, followed by the coercion of the heavy divine spirit Great Perfection, but the person on the other side still stood steadily. Seeing this, Sima Hua didn't help, and looked coldly at the appearance of the six Ziling people who were leisurely resisting without pressure, and he already knew in his heart that even if he joined himself, he couldn't help them, he was not stupid, and a stupid person like Tai'an was the most suitable for embarrassing things!

Neither side could take advantage, and finally closed at the same time.

Qing Wu had already walked to the side of the seriously injured and unconscious beautiful woman, looking at the familiar face, her heart was a little sour, a little warm, and she took out the Great Return Pill rewarded by the Spirit Emperor level feather fight that day and gave it to her to take, and then handed it over to Ye Xingrui to take care of, and she and Qing Ran walked to the front, and the six girls stood on both sides and took a step behind. The silver mask reflected a little cold light, and his eyes without a trace of emotion were indifferent as if he was looking at a pile of corpses, which was how Taiyi felt when he saw these two people. And Sima Cheng squinted his eyes slightly, these two people don't say anything else, this temperament is very similar.

The cold eyes fell on Sima Cheng's body first, and the latter suddenly couldn't stop chilling all over his body.

"You're a handful of people of your age, you've cultivated for hundreds of years, or are you just a ninth-order Spirit Emperor's waste, and you're worthy of marrying her?" The cold voice scraped the back of Sima Cheng's head like an ice blade, and he shuddered, and he didn't say anything. Killing intent, condensed killing intent, but Sima Hua is unstoppable.

"Hmph! Let her break shoes into the door of my Sima's house are lifted! I don't know what to do, I don't know how to cherish blessings!" Sima Hua flicked his sleeves, and a golden spiritual power swept like a stormy wave, and the night long wind blocked in front of the people of Mingyue in front of the platform, and the cyan spiritual power cover around him opened, and there was still some worry on his face, the difference between the Great Perfection of the Divine Spirit and the Ninth Order of the Divine Spirit was not a star and a half, and his protective shield could only resist for a while.

But when his eyes touched the slender figure in front of him, his heart suddenly settled down.

Qing Wu stretched out his right hand, and with a grip in the void, a big knife with condensed fire spiritual power suddenly slashed towards the golden wave, and time seemed to stop at the moment when the two touched, and then he saw the golden wave shatter into dots of golden light scattered in the air and disappear, while the fire-colored broadsword continued to slash in the direction of Sima Cheng. The latter's eyes widened in horror, revealing a desperate expression, and the air around him seemed to be suddenly emptied, and his originally pale face faded to blood, and his whole body seemed to be frozen.

Sima Hua on the side didn't expect that the other party didn't care about the strength of his god ninth order at all, and directly faced Sima Cheng with a dead hand in front of him, and the most terrifying thing was that he actually broke his full strength! When he wanted to make a move, he saw a girl in a red dress and a golden dress appear behind him at some point, a long whip had already wrapped around his feet, and the other holding a black dagger vest was already approaching with a sharp chill.

Assassin!

It's just that this word appeared in his mind, Sima Hua's pupils shrank fiercely, and then he didn't care about Sima Cheng, he quickly retreated, and took out a black long stick in his hand at some point, looking at it, although it was ugly, but he blocked the dagger, and also jumped away from it with strength, and the two traces on the long stick that were deep in one-third made his heart tremble, and it was a seven-grade spiritual weapon. And after he stood still, he found a hideous blood mark on Sima Cheng's chest ten meters away, and dark red blood gushed out, quickly staining the ground.

Tan Tai'an originally saw that Sima Hua didn't have time to save people, thinking that there should be at most two of the rare profession of assassination, and he was about to let the other party owe him a favor, but when he was about to move, he heard the explosion sound of air friction, turned around and looked, the cyan arrow feathers reflected in his pupils became clearer and clearer, and he took a dangerous staggered step, and before he could exhale a breath, he saw the long sword of the girl in blue stabbing towards his death hole at a tricky angle!

"Assassin!"

Tan Tai'an and Sima Hua looked at the seven people who were already standing in one place opposite, their hands trembling slightly, and their eyes couldn't calm down. Perhaps except for the two of them, only Ye Changfeng knew what kind of existence the assassin was in that battle thousands of years ago, even if they were now the Great Perfection of the Gods, they were just as afraid, especially since the other party's could approach him quietly, it meant that the other party's way of assassins had at least entered the grandmaster level, and maybe they had reached the level of the great grandmaster. At this moment, there was a trace of regret in my heart.

The night wind was shocked for a while, and the protective shield was dispersed, and a touch of heat suddenly surged in the bottom of his heart, the assassin is the assassin・・・・・・

"Why do you want to stand up for her for ・・・・・・? What do you have to do with her?" It was Sima Cheng who only had one breath left to break the peace, and he understood better than anyone else that the blocking just now was not the main thing at all, her purpose was to kill herself!

"In order to make you really blind to death, I will tell you, my name is Shangguan Qingwu, my brother is called Shangguan Qingran, and my mother is the Mingyue of Shantai who you don't know whether to live or die. Qing Wu's cold voice attracted everyone's attention, and the pair of jade hands slowly took off the silver mask, and the delicate face was six points similar to Qing Ran on the side, and it was seven points similar to the appearance of Tantai Mingyue when she was a child, the only difference was probably that she was proud and awe-inspiring, how to look at how domineering and leaking momentum. Could this be inherited from that man? Can there be such an excellent man in the Fengyun Continent? This is absolutely impossible! Both the people of the Tantai family and the Sima family shook their heads and denied it, they would rather believe that this was the child himself, especially the six stunning girls around her also had the same momentum as her.

This can be said that their guess is not right, the Qing Dance Club is derived from the status of the silver fox overlord in the previous life, and it is indeed the same as Shangguan Han, the domineering and powerful father who commanded his subordinates to sweep the enemy somewhere, whether it is genetics is really hard to say.

Facing seven assassins who were at least at the level of a grandmaster, Tai An and Sima Hua glanced at each other, and then each took a few of their own people towards the direction of the law enforcement tower, and now only the four of them can have the strength to fight.