The array hurried in front of it, making a few buzzing sounds, and a puff of black gas came out from it, turning into a dark resentful body into Ah Long's body.

Qin Qiuyue's body was covered with a white aura of the rail winch. It's just to prevent the mind from being controlled by the black air. It suddenly occurred to me that Ah Long had not learned the breath of basic control. Shouting, Aaron, Aaron, Aaron.

Hehe!

Ah Long, who was motionless, stood there, although he didn't answer Qin Qiuyue's response. In an instant, Qin Qiuyue felt that something was wrong with him.

Ask "Who are you"?

Ah Long sneered, his fists slowly clenched, talking about the golden aura, which quickly circulated in his body, bringing a strong force.

Slightly silent, Ah Long slammed on the ground with the soles of his feet, and rushed straight towards Qin Qiuyue, who was close at hand, and when he rushed, Ah Long's palms were slightly bent, and his ten fingers were a little sharp and golden.

When he was only half a meter away from Qin Qiuyue, Ah Long's figure suddenly stopped, and his right hand drew a tricky arc, straight to Qin Qiuyue's throat.

Looking at the attacking claws with a smile on her face, Qin Qiuyue hurriedly raised her palm, and her slightly curled palm was stretched out.

Under this huge thrust without warning, Qin Qiuyue's face changed, her body was as if she had been hit by his breath, and her feet took two steps back sharply and said, What's the matter, your breath continues to improve.

Looking at this scene, Ah Long's face was slightly surprised, and he seemed to be fighting back at all times.

The mysterious man on the side smiled and gracefully stood up and attacked Ah Long.

Qin Qiuyue stood out in front of Ah Long in an instant, blocking it with her bare hands!

Who are you?

The corner of the mysterious man's lips raised a charming smile and said, why do you want to protect the black "resentment"

Qin Qiuyue glanced at the mysterious man talkatively, and then lowered her eyes to look at herself and clenched the Taidao Liu. "Quicksand", but in terms of the strong thrust created, my existence does not allow ordinary people to be bullied by star fighters.

Handsome and gentle blue long-haired boy with black eyes, wearing casual clothes and a mysterious man with similar trends,

Introduce myself, my name is Geng Xiangyan. Lots of advice!

Looking at Qin Qiuyue, who didn't pay attention to him, Geng Xiangyan smiled with his face, smiled with his teeth, mixed with coldness, and went away to Qin Qiuyue again.

The silver breath of the palm that stretched out, Geng Xiangyan squinted his eyes slightly, and immediately lowered his eyes to look at himself holding the Taidao Flow. "Quicksand", looking at Qin Qiuyue, who was getting closer and closer, the corners of his mouth slowly pulled up a touch of coldness.

Qin Qiuyue's outstretched right hand suddenly shook his attack and said in surprise, What? It turned out to be the same as my skill.

Seeing Geng Xiangyan shaking hands again, hitting him too hard, Qin Qiuyue subconsciously grasped the ground with both feet, but before the thrust arrived, Geng Xiangyan pulled it forward violently with a suction.

Qin Qiuyue's body drew an arc in mid-air, and slammed straight into Geng Xiangyan, who had an inexplicable smile on the corner of his mouth.

Although he was pulled up, he couldn't help but smile, smiled, and quickly slashed at Qin Qiuyue.

Qin Qiuyue dodged from him and chopped around, the "Iron Mountain Knife" shouted violently, Geng Xiangyan's fists clenched violently, and a sharp wind breaking qi immediately fell towards Qin Qiuyue's shoulder, looking at this posture, if it was hit, I am afraid that the battle between the two people will be hit hard, it seems that the two people have no intention of keeping their hands from the beginning.

When the two of them were too close to each other, and suddenly the distance between the two of them was to accept their knives, what are you fighting? The key is how to save the soul.

Before the two of them fought each other, Ah Long's inner world sealed tens of millions of "demons" across the Turkic Yin, hehe. "This little guy is really not afraid of looking for death." The corners of his lips raised a charming smile, his breath skyrocketed, and his resentful body took a few steps back in a panic, so powerful.

Unable to stand the constant breath of the demon, it seemed that he was overwhelmed by the weight of the ground, so he left Ah Long's body.