So, who else?

Ming Yulong turned her head to look at Rong Yi, but she saw that his expression was not a little flustered, her toes were on top of the thin plate on the wall of the car, her wide robe was gently fluttering in the wind, and when she turned her head, she smiled softly and said, "Don't be afraid!" ”

Who is afraid! She wanted to ask him who these people were!

Rong Yi's voice still lingered on his lips, and his gaze even stayed on Ming Yulong's face, but he had already begun to move.

This movement, like a cold wind in winter mixed with transparent glass, brings electric light in the black dark clouds, illuminating this piece of street.

When he opened and closed his hands, he couldn't see anything in his hands, but it was as if there was an invisible object, reaching in and out of the throat, heart, and temple of the man in black.

Every time he made a move, he was elegantly like picking fragrant flowers in the sea of flowers, and with the most precise technique and the most wonderful posture, he forced those black-clothed people to retreat again and again.

Ming Yulong was shocked by Rong Yi's technique, she was so close that she couldn't even see how many moments it took him to complete the start-up.

Only the rolled sleeve robe was stacked and blooming in front of her, like a purple lotus constantly staging a posture of bloom and defeat.

Every time it bloomed, she could see beads of blood floating three feet in front of her eyes, and she could smell the smell of rust close at hand.

And in the midst of his icy fountain aura, everything was blocked out, and even in such a surrounding, he was still leisurely, and none of the blood and bloody qi were contaminated on his light purple robe.

She was held in his arms, like watching a 3D martial arts drama.

Ming Yulong didn't know how the masters in this world should be considered peerless masters, but she was sure that Rong Yi would definitely be able to occupy a place on the roster of peerless masters.

So elegant, so elegant, so weird.

That's it, non-human!

Seeing that the first wave of impact failed, the man in black was no longer stupid enough to come up and die, Rong Yi turned around and landed on the roof of the carriage again, looking down at those men in black from above.

They watched the purple-clothed boy step into the air, holding the girl in his hand, using the jade hand as a string, playing a song for them to bury the soul, and in the blink of an eye, the seven men in black died under that perfect palm.

Even the weapon of the man in purple, they didn't see it clearly.

He even dared to stand on top of the highest carriage surrounded by archers, with an ethereal demeanor and a dissipating gas, so detached.

It's not a fool with a brain in water, or you have absolute confidence in your own skills.

The leader let out another long and short whistle, and the eyes of the people in black changed, and they began to change positions quickly.

Of the ten black-clothed people who were fighting with Qu Yan and Qu Feng, there were only six left, and when they heard the whistle, they quickly withdrew and joined the many black-clothed people.

Ming Yulong's palm clasped the handful of copper pieces that had just come down from Bai Lingyue's long silk, and watched as these black-clothed people rhythmically changed positions on the ground.

She vaguely felt that the scene in front of her seemed to have been seen before, and suddenly there was a picture flashing in her mind, and everything in front of her began to blur.

She shook her head vigorously, only to find that the things flickered faster and faster, so that she was a little confused.

Rong Yi saw her strange expression, her palms were slightly tight, and she lowered her head and called, "Long'er, what's wrong with you?" ”

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Some relatives asked what the Celestial Empire is, the Celestial Empire is the synonym of our motherland, hohoho......

I'll try to update a little more when I have time, no need to rush, good night.