The aura flower is sharp and sharp, unstoppable, and sings forward at the speed of destroying the withering and decaying, the sound of breaking the wind rises, and the light song is located in the embattled environment, surrounded by swarming aura flowers, one after another. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Qingge stood steadily on the cornice, her white hair hanging softly on her shoulders, two years have passed, she has reached her waist, her hair is slightly upturned, and the stars are blooming.

The light song is as immobile as a mountain, the black pupils are unfathomable, like the well water of the year, the waves are not happy, and the posture of the aura flower is reflected in the eyes.

The aura flower was extremely fast, and the small body contained endless energy, and ordinary cultivators could only see the remnants of the Dao Dao, forcing towards Qingge like a life.

Qingge concentrated and calmed, feeling the power of the snow spirit beads flowing in her blood, she closed her eyes, and when she opened her eyes again, her hair was like snow being lifted by the wind.

In her eyes, the speed of the aura flower was constantly slowed down, the offensive was broken down, and after she found a flaw in a short period of time, she smiled thickly, the corners of her mouth rose, and at the same time, her body flew away, turning over in the air, and when her feet were facing the sky and her head was down, the knife in the light singer slashed towards the most central aura flower. #_#67356

The sharp light blade that burst out from the Ming King's knife quickly tore open the aura flower in the center, and when Qingge's body turned over frontally, his double pupils bloomed with a demonic blood demon flower, and his lips were red without staining, as if covered with blood mist.

Qingge straightened one leg, the other leg bent, like a young eagle soaring, spread his hands, suddenly, the black shirt danced, and a thunderous sound exploded on the ground.

The wind surged, and among the thousands of pores of the light song, a violent blood demon qi erupted, and the evil qi condensed like a storm, turning into countless brilliant red dots, and then, this red dot sprouted and blossomed.

Qingge's heart moved slightly, and the aura gushed out.

But when he saw the Blood Demon Flowers, he swept forward in an instant, devouring the incomparably powerful aura flowers one by one, and there was not even any scum left.

The light song raised his eyebrows, and he was full of energy.

If the other party didn't use an auxiliary spirit weapon, she could completely crush a sword spirit master with a congenital thirteen levels.

The reason why she would deal with Wu Gang was that she wanted to know how much chance she had of winning and how she won a battle with a sword spirit master, and maybe she could find flaws that she didn't usually pay attention to.

All around, there was a sigh.

Yun Yuexia, Yun Yuanshan and others who stared at the battlefield intently breathed a sigh of relief.

Wu Ziling's pupils widened slightly.

After Wu Gang burst out with the strength of a sword spirit master, Ye Qingge could also face it calmly?

As for the people, they all thought it was amazing, and then they felt a sense of pride.

What about the One Sword Spirit Master from Falling Flower City?

Their king will not be afraid, nor will he be defeated.

Qingge's eyes swept indifferently over the people in front of the door, raised his expression, and then looked at Wu Ziling. #6.7356

Wu Ziling stood in front of the crowd, looking at the night song that had changed indifferently, his heart trembled, and he suddenly woke up.

Night Light Song can defeat the spirit master!

The reason why Fang Cai put on a hesitant posture was to make her think that Ye Qingge was afraid, so that she could get carried away, and then use effortless methods to solve the affairs of the Wu family.

And this battle did not involve the authority of Falling Flower City, because it was she who persuaded Ye Qingge to accept the challenge!

Wu Ziling's hands and feet were cold, she thought that Ye Qingge had walked into her trap, but she didn't know that she was the fish that was caught.

Qingge smiled at the corner of his mouth, retracted his gaze, and landed on Wu Gang.

Wu Gang became more and more courageous, and his eyes became more bloody.

He picked up his sword and struck at Qingge again.

Qingge lowered his eyes and said lightly: "It's time to finish." ”

After that, Wu Gang had reached the front of Qingge, and the sword in his hand stabbed towards Qingge's chest, and the aura light blade belonging to a sword spirit master attacked Qingge's various key points.

Eyebrows, temples, eyes, neck

These are all fatal parts, it can be seen that Wu Gang is really murderous, and this battle has reached the point of fighting for his life.

Wu Ziling saw that Wu Gang was completely out of control, crazy, and subconsciously wanted to stop it.

Eventually, silence.

All she wanted was victory.

As for who lives or dies, she doesn't care.

Qingge sneered.

One by one, they are all challenging her limits.

Although she set a trap for Wu Ziling, if Wu Ziling was not greedy, she would not have walked into this trap, and even she had already given Wu Ziling face, so as not to make her too ugly.

But, this woman is too greedy.

There are people outside the world, and there is a sky outside the sky, don't think that everyone revolves around Luohua City.

Qingge sank his face and threw the Mingwang knife out suddenly, and the Mingwang knife was controlled by the power of the spirit, and it turned quickly in the long air, turning out the afterimage of the Dao.

It was like ink on rice paper, slowly blending out, and the aura blade released by Wu Gang was strangled to ashes.

Qingge went into battle with his bare hands, grabbed the sword stabbed by Wu Gang with one hand, and the blood demon aura shot out, devouring the essence of the sword, but in an instant, the sword became iron slag, shattered to the ground, and drifted in the wind.

Wu Gang only held a knife handle, stunned.

Qingge rushed forward and smashed Wu Gang in the abdomen with a punch.

Wu Gang floated up, his feet were off the ground, his body was seriously arched in a deep arc, his viscera seemed to be about to burst, and Wu Gang spurted out a mouthful of blood.

This punch seemed to weigh a thousand catties, like Taiyue Ershan slamming into the fragile bone tiger body.

Qingge clenched his fists and pushed forward hard.

Wu Gang's body flew out upside down and fell to the ground.

Qingge swept forward and stepped on Wu Gang's chest.

Qingge leaned down slightly, his elbows propped up on his bent knees, his white hair fell, his face was charming and bewitching, and the blue flames between his eyebrows were like fire.

Her other hand stretched out, and the Ming Wang knife fell impressively, in her hand.

"You, what about losing?" Qingge laughed.

Wu Gang was lying on the ground, the muscles on his face were twitching, the corners of his mouth were hanging with red blood, he grinned and looked at Qingge, quite unconvinced, "You cheat." ”

If he really loses, Wu Ziling will take his anger out on him.

Wouldn't it be ridiculous and generous to go back to Falling Flower City and let that group of people know that he had lost to an innate thirteen-fold cultivator?

That Luohua City and the Wu family, how can they still have a foothold for him Wu Gang?

Qingge's wrist moved slightly, and King Ming's knife was pressed against Wu Gang's neck, "You say, this king is gently forced, is this slippery head separated from the body?" ”

It wasn't until this moment that Wu Gang began to be afraid. (=semi-/float*-raw+)

The cold touch from his neck made his body tense into a string that could break at any moment, and his eyes widened in astonishment as he looked at the woman who was going to cut off her head so lightly.

This woman can be the four kings, and there is no luck.

She is a terrible ghost who came out of hell, struggling to survive in the pile of dead, and is an executioner on the Shura field, holding a machete in her hand, and killing whoever she meets.

Without mercy!

Wu Gang's body trembled, he looked down with difficulty, and only saw the shadow of the Ming King Knife swaying.

Qingge pushed the Mingwang knife forward a few points, and a blood line appeared on Wu Gang's neck.

Beads of blood overflowed, flowing. ^_^67356