Yiqing has not yet landed, and the routes of advance and retreat are all sealed, so she can only avoid the key points to the greatest extent, and at this time, her cultivation is about to enter the Great Martial Arts.

It was as if the sound of thin ice chips cutting through the skin and flesh sounded at Yiqing's shoulder, and there was no splash of blood, and Yiqing fell to the ground with a bang.

There was a sneer on the corner of Yue Qimei's mouth, more relaxed. Once Yiqing is allowed to enter the Great Martial Arts, at most two seconds, her cultivation will climb to the peak, and she will be in an extreme passivity. In such a place where the environment is unfavorable, it will inevitably be suppressed by the remote.

The painful snort made Amon and the others look at Yue Qimei's gaze like a fierce beast that chooses people to devour, but they didn't notice that Yiqing was lying on the ground for the next second, he stopped trembling in an instant, and the pain on his face disappeared in an instant.

Yue Qimei, who had already stopped, had a bad secret path, and the state of the Xuan Needle's strength into the body was not like this, why didn't she close her teeth and force the true yuan to resist the cold?

In a moment of despair, Yiqing intuitively felt that a large area of hoof prints under her body injected a wave of energy into her body, and her heart was only pricked by a needle, and all the cold disappeared without a trace under the influx of hoof prints.

For the first time, she felt Sai Yaren's feelings, and an eerie cold air flowed rapidly in her body, causing Xiu Wei to soar to the fifth layer of the Great Martial Arts in an instant, and there was no tendency to stop.

True Yuan had never been as smooth as it was now, the gloomy energy seemed to be washing away the impurities in her body, and even her mind became clearer, and the sharpness of her six senses was unprecedented.

Scenes of her familiar memories flashed through her mind, she seemed to be alone in a barrenness, the vicissitudes of heaven and earth made her forget her fears, forget her joys and sorrows, and even forget her memories and thoughts, and let that picture pass in her mind.

She subconsciously bounced up, her hands interlaced and the needle crossbow was raised, her feet were lightly tapped, her skirt fluttered, and her slender legs drew several afterimages.

Everyone was surprised inexplicably, and there was a strong shock, Yi Qing, who had broken out to fight before, was just a thirteen or fourteen-year-old girl, except for her agility and unpredictable martial arts, she didn't feel much.

At this time, the girl who was close to seventeen was wearing Ling Qingping's stored dress, and the seventh-layer cultivation of the Great Martial Arts could only be described as amazing.

The face of the alluring city is as cold as frost, and the agile posture between the willow eyebrows reveals an indescribable decisiveness, and the cold light of the beautiful eyes shoots out, revealing murderous intent in the cold.

Yue Qimei's pupils constricted, and she stepped into the predicted route, and she wanted to get close in the shortest possible time.

The needle crossbows were shining, and the star silver steel needles made a grinding sound in the air with frost and cold air.

Yiqing's arc was accelerating, ignoring Yue Qimei's cut-in, attacking at multiple points in the move, Zhenyuan's extremely rhythmic waves of star silver steel needles shot out, and the sound of sighing was endless, Yue Qimei sacrificed a big shield in her hand, and changed the route.

She didn't dare to cut diagonally again, the countless steel needles had no pattern to follow, and the speed and slowness of the multi-point attack made it extremely difficult for her to judge.

The most infuriating thing is that the steel needle that shoots out is attached to the true element, but the last to come first, and it can suddenly slow down and wait for the steel needles behind to go hand in hand, or even let it take the first step.

There were a series of clanging sounds, although Yue Qimei was not injured, she felt powerless, and she had the idea of long-lasting consumption, because Yiqing was already far away from more than two feet, and she could only wait for the opportunity to get closer.

When the hatred sprouted, Yue Qimei did not advance but retreated, and transferred to Amon and others.

Yiqing wondered why her thinking was running so fast, and in the moving attack, she instantly understood that Yue Qimei was going to use her teammates to blackmail herself.

The corners of his mouth were slightly upturned instead of a sneer, but a touch of pride.

She turned her steps and shot to the nearest dune, the hoofprint dunes that no one else could climb.

She could feel those hoof prints providing her with a steady stream of energy, so that her true yuan and physical strength did not decline in the slightest, and she always maintained her peak condition.

Above the sand dunes, her feet exploded, and the solidified sand dunes rose a touch of red dust, and she turned around, as if hanging upside down in the air, and the dense star-silver steel needles like rain shrouded everyone below.

Yue Qimei was extremely aggrieved in horror, turned to dodge again, and left the people who couldn't move, a touch of jealousy was born in her eyes, and the intention of retreat finally sprouted, she knew that she had no choice but to do it.

The same cultivation, with the obstacle of hoof prints, Yiqing's long-range advantage has been volatilized to the extreme, if he does not retreat, with the passive speculation at this moment, Yiqing's counterattack is ready to start.

Amon and the others rolled their eyes to the limit, looking at the dense steel needles covering their bodies, and sighed extremely at Yiqing's keen thinking and the control of the precise concentration of his skills.

There are hundreds of steel needles around, and several humanoid lines are nailed straight into the air, and there are dozens of steel needles on the periphery to intercept Yue Qimei's retreat, and none of them are nailed to their teammates, what a control this is.

Sai Yaren's three souls and seven spirits were so forgetful that he burst into tears, and his words were crying, "Little princess, I like you so much, uh, it's worship and admiration." ”

He felt a murderous gaze squinting at him, and he had to change his words, and cursed Amun's power in his heart.

There are countless ammunition for the needle crossbow, and the swift pace of the wind brings the delicate body to flicker, and Ana's multifaceted and powerful is full of strength, and a resolute momentum that has no return finally forced Yue Qimei out of the gap.

Everyone almost burst into tears, secretly sighing that Yiqing always likes to be in the limelight when he is on the line of life and death.

didn't have time to make a speech, after Yiqing forced Yue Qimei out of the gap for dozens of steps, a trace of anxiety surfaced between his eyebrows, and he turned back, and he saw the three black dots in the distance gradually enlarged.

That's not big brother, Ichiqing is sure that he will be here in twenty seconds at most.

She looked around, and suddenly felt her mind slow down, and she didn't know what to do next.

Lowering her head to see the hoof prints on the ground, she stepped on it with an idea, and suddenly felt that her thoughts were a little clearer again.

There was no choice but to move the group to a place with the highest concentration of hoof prints behind the dunes, so that they would stand against the wall like dried corpses, their feet together in the gaps of the hoof prints.

As soon as he was done, before he could sacrifice the needle crossbow, he saw the gap slowly walking into the three of them, and next to Yue Qimei stood a tall one-eyed military general.

"Leave us alone, rely on hoof prints to escape, escape, Yiqing!" Amon and Saiyan were anxious.

Without saying a word, Yiqing stepped straight to the top of the sand dune, and the needle crossbow locked on the one-eyed.

"Look for death!" As if provoked, One-Eye shook the knife from his waist and sheathed it, and was aggressive in his shouting, and at the same time slashed out three strong blades, roaring and full of murderous aura.

Yiqing flickered and moved at the top of the dune, twisting his body to the limit, and the crunch of steel needles did not stop idle, surging towards the one-eyed, three of which were as clear as snow, as if they would scatter at the touch of a touch.

"Don't hardwire!" Yue Qimei's reminder was a step late, she knew that this was Yiqing's martial art, blinding with eyes and beads, even if it didn't hit, it would be affected after exploding, she had seen it once, and she was very afraid.

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