The third attack of the eternal night is about to begin. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

The hearts of countless people are all in their throats, worries, and worries at this moment.

The Glory Lord stood in the distance, looking at the scarred and still arrogant Night Song, and he suddenly felt that he was not worthy to be the enemy of Night Song.

Yong Yesheng did not hesitate, and with one blow, he knocked out the thunder palm, and this time, there were thirty-two rays of light splitting towards the light song.

The night is thick and the moonlight is bright.

Qingge looked at the thirty-two light blades, her eyes flashed, she clenched her hands into fists, and the two fists were volleyed out in the air, and the fists burst out, and she saw two blood-colored fist shadows hit out.

When Jin Chanzi saw this scene, he was surprised.

"What's wrong?" Ji Hua asked.

Jin Chanzi said: "Qingge, this girl should not have learned martial arts or anything like that, martial arts are particularly rare, you carefully look at the boxing style of Qingge, which is similar to the Thunder Palm of the Eternal Night City Lord......"

Speaking of which, Jin Chanzi paused, and the following words were self-evident.

"Master, do you mean to say that Xiao Ye's fist is based on Ben Lei's palm, that is, it was created by her!" Ji Hua was shocked.

He thought that Xiao Ye already had a super high talent in the field of refining, but he didn't expect that in terms of martial arts, there was also a breakthrough in martial arts, creating her own martial arts, ordinary people would not dare to think of it, but she did it when defending, it was too surprising.

It's not just the golden cicada, Qin Kui and Yongyesheng can see that the punching method played by Qingge is self-created.

The eyes of the eternal night finally had ups and downs at this moment.

Above the air, the thirty-two light blades of the Ben Thunder Palm and the two shadows of the light song were about to meet and intersect.

Suddenly, the crowd was terrified.

They saw that two blood-red fist shadows, like blooming blood demon flowers, changed into four, and then, eight, sixteen, and thirty-two!

The moment the fist shadow of the thirty-two blood demon fists collided with the thirty-two light blades of the thunder palm, it was like a landslide and the earth cracked, the sky was about to shake, and the amazing momentum bloomed, and the sky and the earth seemed to be divided into two, half purple, half red, swallowing the sky and the fertile sun, the rumbling sound sounded, the aura drummed in the sky, forming a tornado, and the dust and smoke were all rolled up.

A huge sound exploded like thunder on the ground, and everyone present felt that their souls had been impacted.

In the end, the light blade of Ben Thunder Palm disintegrated the Blood Demon Fist Shadow, and finally, attacked Qingge.

That blow was earth-shattering.

The purple light obliterates the light song of the night.

Whether it is life or death, it is difficult to say.

"Sure enough, as I expected, Ye Qingge couldn't survive the three blows." Mo Joan laughed, a little arrogant.

"Dead?" Qin Kui stared at the purple light dazzling, "If you don't feel the vitality of the night song, can you die?" ”

Qin Kui suddenly felt a little regretful, in the past two years, he has suffered countless losses among the night light singers, and she died before he could settle accounts with the night light song?

Mo Qiong raised his eyebrows, "If you don't die, you will be crippled, the thirty-two light blades of the Thunder Fist, even if it is a three-sword spirit master, will be destroyed, and this is the ability of the city lord of Falling Flower City." ”

Mo Qiong looked at the rich and vigorous purple light with some eagerness.

When the purple light cleared, she could see the dejected and embarrassed Night Song, this time, Night Song would fall into the mud and never be able to turn over.

Thinking of this, Mo Qiong was a little excited.

It's just that the smile has climbed up to his face, and it has frozen.

Mo Qiong's eyes constricted, incredulous, "How is this possible?" ”

But see, the purple light dissipated, and in the center, the man was dressed in light armor and tied with a golden cloak, like an ancient sword, standing straight.

Suddenly, the crowd cheered.

Late at night, the sound of cheers sounded outside the Xuanyue Pass.

Everyone shouted loudly, even they didn't know what they were shouting, they just wanted to vent their excitement.

But the next moment, everyone was silent, and even, the mood was very heavy.

All eyes converged on Qingge.

The corners of Qingge's mouth spilled blood.

She pursed her lips and tried to swallow the blood, however, there was too much blood gushing up her throat, and in the end, she opened her mouth and squirted it out directly.

Her face, in the bright moonlight, was horribly white.

Qingge tried her best to open her eyes, the scene in front of her was so blurry, she couldn't see clearly, Qingge felt that her consciousness was also a little scattered.

The attack that was able to completely destroy the Three Swords Spirit Master was carried by her.

Qingge decided to close her eyes.

"City Lord, continue." Said lightly.

She took a few steps forward.

Some women, looking at Qingge's footprints, opened their mouths in shock, and then raised their hands to cover their mouths.

Qingge took three steps, and with each step, the blood that flowed from her body congealed into a pool of blood on the ground.

She was wearing that sturdy light armor, and no one knew what kind of blow her body had endured.

It wasn't until the blood stained everyone's eyes that they knew that she was not so easy, she was fighting with her life, especially those hands, after three attacks, they were already miserable.

Yin Liangsha's eyes were completely red, tears couldn't stop flowing, she ran towards Qingge, took out a soft cloth and potion from the space bag, and wanted to treat Qingge's wounds.

Qingge turned to Yin Liangsha sideways and said, "Go back." ”

"Light song." A hysterical roar of the desolate brakes.

"Didn't hear me?" Qingge's eyes were still closed.

When resisting the three attacks of Eternal Nightlife, although Qingge was seriously injured, it also stimulated her potential, as long as she used the dark technique to protect her heart and dantian, and after ten attacks, she activated the healing power of the Snow Spirit Bead, she was still safe and sound, and her spirit was flying.

Yin Liangsha grabbed the soft cloth and hemostatic medicine with both hands, she looked at Qingge and burst into tears.

She turned, turned her back to Qingge, and walked back a few steps.

Suddenly, Yin Liangsha ran towards Qingge, she stood in front of Qingge, pulled Qingge's sleeve, and her voice was a little choked, "Qingge, shall we go back?" ”

Qingge's eyes were closed tightly, and he didn't speak.

Footsteps rang out.

Xing Tuxuan walked in front of Yin Liangsha, dragged Yin Liangsha's clothes, and walked to the side.

Yin Liangsha looked at Xing Tu Yu with teary eyes, she wanted to break free of Xing Tu Yu's shackles and then walk towards Qingge, trying to persuade Qing Ge, but Xing Tu Yu controlled her to death.

"You don't understand her." Xing Tuyu said.

"What do you mean?" Yin Liangsha asked.

"Don't mess with her decision, if she loses five thousand high-level demonic beasts, next, she will face a dead end, everything she does is not for herself, Princess Chaoyang, you just have to wait and cheer for her victory." Xing Tuyu loosened Yin Liangsha's shirt and said. /~Half? Floating*Sheng: .*?++

"Yes...... And seven more times, she couldn't bear it. ”

"Do you distrust your king so much?" Xing Tuyu said coldly.

Hearing this, Yin Liangsha was stunned.

Yes, in two years, she has created countless miracles.

Even if the opponent is Eternal Night, she should believe her.

Yin Liangsha looked at Qingge again, Qingge's eyes were closed, standing in the cold wind, his slender figure seemed to be blown down by the wind at any time, standing for thousands of years, unshakable.

This is where her charm lies.