Chapter 682 Martial arts can also be a copycat

Ziye's eyes trembled unconsciously: "What about you?" ”

"Me?" Shancang suddenly smiled bitterly: "Tomorrow is the end of my life, and I won't go anywhere...... Just go to my family's cemetery and stay with them for another day......"

"I'm sorry......" Zi Ye couldn't help but feel a little guilty in her heart: "For Gu poison...... I can't do anything about it......"

"I don't blame you, this is my life." Shan Cang took a long breath and left with his slightly tired jaw.

In the Nine Star Tower, Zi Yan was lying quietly on the bed, and after taking the antidote, his face had gradually recovered a little bloody.

"Zhu Huang, you send my second uncle back...... After coming out for so long, I'm afraid that there has been a commotion in the barracks......"

"Master, what about you?"

"I'm going to stay here and settle the last culprit......"

Zuo Qi has suffered such a big loss, he will definitely go crazy and track it down, and sooner or later he will find out about the Zi family's head.

She had to get rid of it once and for all.

In the oppressive night, Purple Night is like a ghost, infiltrating the witch doctor town.

Tonight's Witch Doctor Town is as silent as a dead town.

Purple Night's spiritual sense was all released, and he sneaked cautiously and vigilantly into the room of the left banner.

His room was still in shambles, untied, and he himself was not in the room.

In the midst of doubt, he suddenly noticed an unprecedented aura locking him, and his heart suddenly sank.

Gazing around, he saw that behind him, a black-clothed left flag came slowly, and the cold murderous aura on his body spread wantonly.

"Sure enough, it's you...... Blame me for being soft last night, thinking that you were the newborn offspring of someone's family, but I didn't expect that you were an impostor......"

An unprecedented pressure made Zi Ye's breathing obviously difficult, and her heart was secretly frightened.

It's the same Shenxuan, why is Zuo Qi so much heavier than the one who put the Great Grace on her?

Could it be that he is the pinnacle of the gods?

Before she could figure out how to deal with it, Zuo Qi was already coming like a ghost. Zi Ye dared to be lazy, and tried his best to slap him abruptly.

A stretching force instantly bloomed on Zi Ye's body, and she snorted when she hit it, flew upside down, and stumbled a few steps before she could gain a firm foothold.

"Poof......

A mouthful of blood couldn't help but spurt out, but his eyes looked at Zuo Qi with a charm.

His internal strength was beyond her imagination.

It was the first time she had met an opponent in the true sense of the word, an opponent many times more powerful than her.

"Huh...... I thought he was such a powerful person, but it turned out to be nothing more than that. Left Banner shook his hand and stepped forward.

"Yes, you are much weaker than I imagined......" Purple Nighttooth sharpened her mouth and did not back down at all.

"It's better to be able to say, but to be able to do......"

In Zuo Qi's sneer, the palm wind rose again, and a storm visible to the naked eye gathered in his palm, and it was about to slap towards Ziye.

Even though I don't know how powerful that thing is, Zi Ye knows very well in her heart that if her small body is photographed, even if she doesn't die, she will break bones and hurt her internal organs.

"Do? Of course this young master will do ......"

In the palm of the purple night, a layer of green mist suddenly gathered.

This is the life force of the Wood Elves.

Regardless of whether it is powerful or not, it looks like something in the palm of the left flag.

At least Zuoqi can't see that this is a copycat.

Zuo Qi's pupils suddenly shrank, and he looked at Ziye in disbelief.

At her age, how could she have such a cultivation?

Could it be?

His heart suddenly trembled inexplicably, and a look of horror suddenly appeared in his eyes.

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