Chapter 67: Yun Lan Phantom Flower Finger

Half an hour later, Luo Chenxue memorized all the Nine Folds Yunlan Phantom Flower Fingers in her heart, and finally walked out of the inheritance space. Pen | fun | pavilion www. biquge。 info

In the hall on the sixth floor, Qin Dian and the other two Xuanshi masters had already fought to a white-hot stage.

And Luo Chenxue's old enemy didn't wait for her to gain a firm foothold, and she was already accompanied by a murderous aura that shot straight into the sky.

With his right hand, he pinched out a sword trick and shouted: "First weight, cherish the flower finger! Waste wood, Miss Ben will let you experience the taste of Yunlan Phantom Flower Finger!"

The sword qi shot straight from all directions, and there was no sense of ruthlessness and fierceness. It's like a silver needle in water, soft and silent. It doesn't seem to hurt anyone, but it is dangerous. When a trick is used, there is indeed a feeling of cherishing flowers and hurting spring!

Luo Chenxue secretly sighed: The inheritance technique of the thousand-year-old dynasty is really powerful! It's a pity that the people who use it are too bad!

Thinking of Shen Wenyin's smug words just now, I felt a burst of amusement in my heart, and I raised my hand to carry the aura of light in my body, and also used the same trick to cherish my fingers!

The two of them were five steps apart, their fingertips facing each other, and the sword qi collided and stirred up the sound of hunting in their clothes!

Luo Chenxue was dressed in a goose-yellow military uniform, with the delicate skin of thirteen or fourteen years old, and there was a bit of vigor and heroism among the beautiful and lovely. It is indeed a natural beauty embryo, and whatever clothes you wear can show different beauty.

Even Shen Wenyin, who was on the other side, saw her extraordinary look at the moment, and felt ashamed of herself. But she immediately transformed this feeling into a thick sense of jealousy and hatred!

The strength of the eighth order of the martial servant exploded instantly, and the sword qi at his fingertips soared. Luo Chenxue took advantage of the momentum and flew backwards to avoid the attack.

An exclamation immediately erupted from the corner: "The inheritance technique is really powerful, Miss Shen won with just one move!"

Those lowly treasure hunters did not dare to compete with them, and they waited in the corner in a team battle to pick up the bargain, pointing fingers at them by the way.

Another person also exclaimed: "Miss Shen is the first to complete the inheritance, and the title of the first talent in Taiyong Mountain is really worthy of its reputation, and in my opinion, it can also be ranked in the top ten among the nine major families!"

"Yes, yes! Just looking at one move is the essence!"

"In my opinion, even if a waste wood like Luo Chenxue practices evil skills, it will definitely not be able to survive the three moves!"

"Well, this kind of waste wood dares to come and grab the treasure! If you die, you deserve it! If you don't die, Uncle Ben will have to make up for a few knives!"

……

These people are all vicious people who lick blood with knives, and they only think that Luo Chenxue took their silver tickets. But I didn't think that the treasures in my waist bag were all obtained by Luo Chenxue to open the door! At this moment, I didn't dare to do anything, but I helped Shen Wenyin attack Luo Chenxue with evil words on the side!

Shen Wenyin was originally a proud and arrogant person, and when he heard someone praise himself to his face and belittle Luo Chenxue. With a serious expression on his face, his heart had already blossomed, and he was already imagining how to torture Luo Chenxue to death for a while. With her strength, her fingers were enough to pinch a fourth-order martial servant to death, not to mention that she had now obtained the inheritance of top-level exercises!

Then he said coldly: "Luo Chenxue, you have fallen into the hands of Miss Ben again!

Luo Chenxue didn't care and said, "Aren't I just here?

"Hmph, a boiled duck has a hard beak. Miss Ben will make your life worse than death in a moment!"

Luo Chenxue observed the surrounding situation while thinking of countermeasures. But the difference in strength is too big, and there is no such thing as a magic weapon of fairy dew on his body, so he really has no chance of winning.

"What's the use of being smart, a natural waste of firewood deserves to be trampled under Miss Ben's feet. It's not too late, it's time to send you on your way to reunite with your dead daddy!"

After Shen Wenyin finished speaking, a trick of pity followed, not giving Luo Chenxue any chance!

Read this article:

Netizens of this work upload their own, please log in to browse more wonderful works.