Bursts of hissing sounds, passing through her ears, Yan Fan's eyes looked at the girl Qin Yan's snow-white clothes, like fairy feathers in the wind and snow, like fairy shoes, slender black hair on her forehead against her reddened cheeks, soaring in the air, her posture was graceful like a phoenix, her skirt was hunting, under the light, her pretty face was flipped with her wrists, her index finger implied a red air blade, and the light was shining in an instant, and all around the radius were red swords raging, roaring, "The momentum is extremely amazing, as if it is about to tear the heavens and the earth, her beautiful figure stands in the center of the red light, her face is pious and gently recites the sword duel," "Xuanxiao Nine Brakes, Phoenix and Phoenix are the ,......",

The girl recited an ancient mantra, the sky was as bright as the sun, not to be looked at directly, but also a raging flame, vowing to burn all the qiē,!

Yan Fan's stupid gaze, the red mangxia is shining, and she is dressed in white, it seems to have been dyed a stunning blood red, her hair fluttering in the wind, she turned her head, the corners of her mouth smiled, she clearly saw the bright harmony, the pretty face was full of the world's beauty, the beauty is not like the person who should exist in this world, it is so unattainable, Yan Fan smiled indifferently, stretched out his hand to signal her, "Be careful"

How long has the time passed, I'm afraid no one can say clearly, this is an endless dark tunnel, the red light is extremely hot, shining on the face is also faintly painful, winding straight passage, I don't know what is hidden, looking at it, except for the illuminated place, potholes and pits are all over the pit, there is no other scenery at all! ，

He had no choice but to stare at Qin Yan, she was already ready to go, Ming Muzhong stared slightly, and he could already see the hiding place of the female ghost, and he couldn't bear it at the moment, he flipped his wrist lightly, it seemed to be wonderful and could not be savored, but the killing momentum was not easy to taste, only to see, there was a muffled sound, and the corner of the wall shrouded in red light collapsed as if it was swept away by a huge force, and it collapsed with a bang, and pieces of blood stained the wall beyond recognition, the blood was bright red, and it was poignant on the spot, around Yan Fan was almost killed by the female ghost, his eyes were at the little bright splash of blood, and he couldn't bear to look at it carefully, In the young man's heart, he couldn't help but secretly wander and said, it turns out that all these things, even if they are dead, a little spiritual remnant also condenses the grievances and grievances of the earthly body, and the blood is flashy......

Han Li couldn't help but smile when he looked at him, but he smiled so bitterly, Yan Fan heard Han Li's laughter, turned around stiffly, and looked at Han Li's slender figure carrying a long sword, walking lightly step by step, his face was youthful and handsome, and there was still a charming smile on the corner of his lips, saying that it was handsome and extraordinary, heroic and cool, it was not an exaggeration,!

What's the matter, is this sword duel good-looking? He smiled in his tone,

Yan Fan laughed, he really admired Qin Yan's sword duel in his heart, and looked back again, in the center of Hongmang, where was the place of fierce fighting, he saw the blade of the sky forcing the corner of the wall, step by step, his face was full of joy, and he said silently, Miss has been studying art for ten years, it is really amazing,!

Han Li walked up to him and stood side by side with him, both of them were attracted by the fierce fight, but they forgot to speak for a while.

The air blade sword hissed and moved, just like a giant dragon, with teeth and claws, fiddling with the giant tail and wrapping around the prey, scorching red, reflecting everyone's face, her white clothes fluttering, embroidered phoenix under her shoulders, as if she wanted to have a spirit of golden light, her pretty face was delicate, and a phantom struggle flashed in her eyes, "With the most desperate nostalgia, I don't look back, stabbing into the sky,"

Snort, a pale and weak girl's slender hand in the void reached out, making people breathe, "The vermilion nails charm all beings against the slender onion white jade fingers......"