At this moment, Li Canglang and the others all raised their weapons and rushed towards Yongyesheng, surrounding Yongyesheng. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Ten attacks, what a concept!

It's not that they don't trust Ye Qingge, it's just that the city lord of Falling Flower City is too powerful, but no matter how strong the city lord of Falling Flower City is, if he dares to bully their king, damn it!

Qingge looked at those brave and combative heroes, look, these are her followers, they are all her brothers, even if the sky falls, she still has them, not afraid of life and death, and follows her without regrets.

The weapons of Li Canglang and the others all pointed at Eternal Night.

A pair of eyes revealed an unyielding look.

Ji Hua stood aside with the golden cicada and watched this scene in shock.

The king and the soldiers were so affectionate.

Countless people are willing to step on the door of death one after another for her.

The golden cicada looked at Qingge, and she stood there, her body slightly arched, like an iron leopard about to fall into a vicious battle.

There was a smile on the corner of her mouth, her eyes were cold and thin, her eyebrows were sharp, and her red lips were pursed.

Yongyesheng stood on a high place, as always, in his eyes, Li Canglang and the others were all little minions.

Eternal Nightlife looked at the light song meaningfully.

"Leave it all to this king!"

The thin lips of the light song moved, a few words, concise and to the point, majestic and deterrent**.

"Little master."

"Boss."

"Your Majesty."

“……”

They looked at her unwillingly.

Qingge's face did not change, and he said again: "Stand down." ”

Li Canglang and the others looked at each other, and in the end, they couldn't resist the stubbornness of Qingge.

She is the Four Kings, and her words are true, and no one can disobey them.

They, slowly, retreated.

Qingge's eyes were thick, she poured the aura into her limbs, and the evil qi of the Blood Demon Flower surged on the surface of her skin, and she stepped on the ground with the soles of her feet steadily, posing in a defensive posture.

"City Lord, please start." Light song looks at the eternal night, and says.

Eternal Nightlife looked at Qingge indifferently, his eyes were unfathomable.

He put his hands behind his back, and it wasn't until the sound of Qingge sounded that he slowly raised his right hand, and the palm of his right hand was towards Qingge, and with a palm in the air, he saw that the purple electric wire was swimming in the palm of Yongyesheng's palm, and eight light blades flashed out, directly hitting Qingge.

It's fast and unstoppable.

Thunder Palm!

Eternal Night's masterpiece, one palm hit, can hit eight light blades, which is equivalent to eight attacks, and the second palm hits, there are sixteen light blades, and so on.

"The city lord is very serious, and he actually ran to the thunder palm as soon as he made a move." Mo Qiong frowned and said.

Even if Ye Qingge broke through the Second Sword Spirit Master, there was no need to be so serious, even if she liked to watch Ye Qingge being tortured, but Yong Yesheng's attention to Ye Qingge made her jealous.

Women, often so contradictory.

Qin Kui held the crystal box in his hand, his gray eyes, staring intently at Ye Qingge and Eternal Yesheng, and said: "The city lord attaches great importance to the night light song, the city lord paid special attention to the ink evil, the ink evil and the night light song have a close relationship, if the night light song can withstand ten attacks, then, she also has a place in the Falling Flower City, and the city lord of the eternal night will protect her." ”

As everyone knows, Eternal Night always recruits heroes from all walks of life.

Liu Chuan's eyes lit up, "With the protection of the city lord, can Ye Qingge return to the Yan family?" ”

Yanagawa was complacent, overjoyed, and even a little carried away.

He's got a treasure!

Such a powerful woman, where is Chen Lin compared?

Mo Qiong frowned, and glanced at Liu Chuan coldly, "Liu Chuan, Ye Qingge is Yan Bitong's daughter, it is impossible for her to return to the Yan family, and the Yan family does not welcome her, it is too early to talk about shelter, at least wait until she survives ten attacks, let alone ten times, the city lord can beat her down after three attacks." ”

"Not necessarily." Nearby, a voice was heard.

Mo Qiong squinted over and saw that it was Chen Lin, a little displeased.

"The night sings lightly, it won't fall." Chen Lin said.

Mo Qiong narrowed his eyes and sneered: "When you become a "biaozi", you still want to set up an archway? ”

In Mo Qiong's impression, Chen Lin was jealous of Ye Qingge, but now, speaking for Ye Qingge is really ridiculous.

While the Qin family was talking, the eight light blades of the thunder palm all rushed towards Qingge.

The first three light blades hit head-on.

Qingge formed a fist with both hands, and the two fists blasted out, perceiving the strong force, Qingge frowned, and continued to pour in aura, when the three light blades were shattered by her fist, the five light blades behind followed.

The light was more dazzling than the other, a mysterious dark purple, the moment the wire swam, flashing dangerously.

The light blades of the thunder palm, one stronger than the other.

Qingge was basically sweating when she took the seventh path, and the moment she took the attack, the electric wire that came with the light blade entered her body, trying to disintegrate her aura defenses.

If she didn't have aura, she basically couldn't catch a light blade, echoing inside and outside, and the two attacks made Qingge a little powerless.

Qingge gritted her teeth, and directly let the Blood Demon Flower devour the electric wire in her body, and at the same time, she stared at the eighth light blade that flashed, and with both hands in her palms, she hit it out, fighting hard with the light blade of the Eternal Night Thunder Palm.

The aura defense on the palm of his hand was gradually broken, and Qingge keenly poured all the aura in the Danhuo into his palm.

However, the eighth light flashes and the power is too strong.

Qingge gritted his teeth and competed with it.

Sneering –

Two voices sounded, and her palm opened a big gap, as if it was burned.

Qingge endured the severe pain, grabbed the light blade with both hands, and directly broke it.

When the blade of light snapped, the strong impact made Qingge keep retreating.

Qingge retreated to the end, and he could stabilize his body.

She spread her hands and looked down, palms and ten fingers, flesh and blood blurred, even a little charred, occasionally flashing purple wires.

Click-click-

Blood dripped down Qingge's hand and fell to the ground.

Her forehead was covered with sweat, and beads of sweat fell on her eyelashes, trembling slightly.

Qingge wanted to use the healing power of the Snow Spirit Bead to heal the wounds on her hands, but found that her Snow Spirit Bead was contained by a mysterious force.

Qingge raised her eyes and looked towards the eternal night.

Yongyesheng really knew her well, and at the same time as launching the first attack, he secretly released another force that entered her body and contained the Snow Spirit Bead.

Qingge narrowed his bloody eyes.

Without Xue Lingzhu, she wanted to withstand ten attacks, which was a little worrying.

However, she won't give in to this.

Qingge moved his legs, walked forward more than a dozen cloths, stopped, tied his steps, and formed his hands into palms, one in front and one behind, and the finger seams were fitted.

"It is worthy of being the city lord of Falling Flower City, and he is thunderous and extraordinary." Qingge laughed.

If it weren't for her bloody hands, the world would even think that she still had the leisure and elegance of admiring flowers and watching the moon.

Although the first attack of Yongyesheng forced Qingge to such a point, and her hands were almost useless, but in the eyes of the world, her unyielding and unyielding spirit of preferring to die has infected people for thousands of generations.

The Killing Blood Wolf arched his back, his eyes getting redder.

Desperate, he rushed to the eternal night.

He's going to eat this man.

He wanted him to die.

"Little wolf!" Singing and shouting.

The body of the Killing Blood Wolf jumped over the air, listening to the sound of soft singing, remembering those stubborn eyes, the Killing Blood Wolf turned his body with difficulty, left the direction of the eternal night, and rolled on the spot.