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"And a helper?"

The third son of the Hai family was shocked, but when he saw the woman clearly, there was an evil smile. Δ

Net.

"What kind of day is today, a little beauty throws herself into the net, and there is another big beauty here who sends it to the door by herself?"

Rumble!

In the next moment, a brilliant flame of light burst in front of the third prince, appearing in the void, blooming under the night sky.

The scorching breath swirled and roared, but it was finally extinguished under the majestic power of a punch. Ling Xianfeng stood sideways in front of the third prince, with a cold face.

"Is that you?"

At the same time, Ning Yue finally saw the face of the woman above clearly, and was shocked in his heart. It turned out that yesterday in the Hao Beast Residence, his hurried glimpse was not an illusion.

A few days ago at the Silver Wing City Inn, sitting alone in the corner, bringing her own light silver bowls and chopsticks, elegant and noble, this woman left a deep impression on Ning Yue. never thought that at the moment when he was in a desperate situation, he would see her again.

"Since you don't have enough strength, don't break in, that will only bury yourself in vain because of ignorance."

Glancing at Ning Yue, the woman said coldly. Then, her slightly murderous gaze locked on Murong Yan, her lips trembled slightly, and she spoke again.

"I don't want to pay attention to anything else here. But your life, I want it. ”

"Who the hell are you?"

Murong Yan retreated with his gun, although he couldn't figure out the reality of the other party, he could instinctively feel that he was definitely not this woman's opponent.

"Nanyan, Murong."

The answer was only four words, but it was enough to make the audience fall silent. In the Snow Dragon Empire, no one is unaware of the weight behind these four words.

"Nanyan Murong ...... Impossible, could it be that you are Murong Feiyun! Murong Yan screamed, this was the answer he didn't want to know in his heart.

Tianjiao Wonder Girl, Murong Feiyun, the most eye-catching champion candidate of this year's Snow Dragon Empire New Talent Competition, even if that grand ceremony has not officially begun, her reputation has already spread throughout the empire.

Nanyan Murong Clan, not only the Snow Dragon Empire, even if you look at the entire frontier of all countries, it is also famous, a martial arts family that is said to have a long heritage, and is born with the control of the fire element, so it is named Nanyan. There are also rumors that it is derived from the absolute secret martial arts of the Murong family, and in the division of the Holy Heavenly Spirit, it has reached the heavenly class.

Of the eighteen known mortal realm powerhouses in the frontier of all nations, five are from this family. And Murong Feiyun is known as the most rare genius in the past three hundred years of Nanyan Murong, from the beginning of stepping into the martial arts, her cultivation degree is the myth of the frontier of all nations.

"Murong Yan, you are from a side branch of Nanyan Murong who was driven out of the main family one hundred and fifty-three years ago. Although I was kicked out of the main house, my Nanyan Murong's family rules are still the same. What you have done, the crimes you have committed, are enough for the Lord to come out and wipe you out. I'm the one who did it, tonight. ”

Murong Feiyun swept down, stepped to the very edge of the eaves, and looked down at Murong Yan who had a look of fear on his face below.

Soon, under the signal of the eyes of the eldest prince of the Hai family, Ling Feng stepped forward and blocked in front of Murong Yan. I saw that his fists were wrong, and his wide sleeves were hunting and agitating.

Nanyan Murong cleared the portal, and the irrelevant people retreated. Otherwise, there will be no mercy! ”

As soon as he drank coldly, Murong Feiyunyu's five fingers were lightly grasped and raised, and wisps of invisible fire burned out of thin air in the night, as gorgeous as blooming bright peonies, and the surging heat in the delicate petals was full of the aura of destruction.

His eyes narrowed slightly, and the eldest prince of the Hai family waved his hand and shouted: "If you dare to commit murder in my Hai family, no matter what your background is, don't want to act recklessly." Ling enshrined her and took her down. I want to see how much strength the rumored Tianjiao Wonder Girl Murong Feiyun has. ”

Murong Yan hurriedly reminded: "Eldest Prince, it is rumored that Murong Feiyun started retreating a few months ago, and when she appeared tonight, she must have reached the eightfold level of the Spirit Awakening Realm, if it is only Ling Worship of the same realm, I am afraid that she will not be able to fight!" ”

"Shut up. Just a little girl who has just broken through to the eightfold realm of the Spirit Awakening Realm, I can't win against her? Murong Yan, if it weren't for the fact that you were the guest of the eldest young master, just this sentence just now, I would definitely make you pay a price. ”

Ling Xian drank proudly, he had always been treated at the top level in the Hai family compound all these years, until Sect Master Pang and the elders of Xingchen Pavilion appeared. Since then, he has been a little neglected, and he has long been dissatisfied in his heart, but he knows that his strength is not as good as these two, so he can only swallow his resentment into his stomach.

Tonight, if he can capture the famous Murong Feiyun, everything he lost before can naturally be recovered, how can he let go of such an opportunity.

"Little girl, you are not famous, but more because of the name of Nanyan Murong family. Among your peers, no one may be able to win you, but when you come here, how can we, who are more senior, be afraid of you? If you meet me, you're out of luck! ”

With a loud reprimand, Ling Fengfeng's right fist was pumped and gathered at his waist, and the powerful Xuan Li roared and swept the strong wind, and countless circles of waves suddenly lingered around him, and a steady stream of majestic power was condensed on this punch.

Soon, his eyes widened, he jumped up, and a punch shook the sky, the howling wind caused ripples, and the almost substantial energy condensed in the void into a male lion beast with a large mouth of blood, threatening to devour Murong Feiyun who was towering above the eaves.

"Relying on the old and selling the old in front of me is too big. This is not your bad luck, but your ignorance. ”

With a slight sigh, Murong Feiyun with a hint of disdain, raised the jade hand and twisted a finger slightly, and the light flames that bloomed around instantly converged on her fingertips, and she saw two hot streamers stabbing out, like trembling wings. In the next moment, a falcon completely condensed by flames flapped its wings and flew into the sky, igniting endless flames and crashing into the middle of the roaring Lion Fist Wind.

Thundered!

The flames burst and roared, and countless splashes of slender flames tore the lion that Ling Feng blasted out into pieces, and the crippled Saker broke through the aftermath and continued to advance, whistling into a flying fire meteor and hitting the opponent's chest again.

"What!"

Ling was startled, and his left fist shook to meet the Flame Falcon.

But he never thought that at that same moment, Murong Feiyun stepped over, reached out into the Flying Fire Meteor and pulled out a line of heat, took advantage of the situation, and slashed down.

Laugh at!

An arc of brilliant light bloomed in the void, and immediately after, Ling Xian's body fell heavily, his left arm severed from his elbow, the section was scorched black, and there were still a few sparks remaining. There was a similar scorched black sword mark, slashing diagonally from his shoulder to his right thigh, and the flesh that had been cut open had solidified, scattering bursts of hot aftermath.

Under this blow, there can be no survival.

Above, Murong Feiyun jumped onto the eaves at the other end, turned around slightly, his right hand trembled, and the remaining rays of light dissipated in the wind. The brilliant orange and red, the same color as the light dance dress she was wearing, stood out under the night sky.

"Who else wants to stand in my way?"

The cold sound permeated the air that was still warm, bringing a faint chill that lingered in people's hearts. In the courtyard of the Hai family, Ling Feng's strength was known to everyone, but under the hands of an eighteen-year-old girl, he couldn't make a move.

Moreover, the superficial cultivation realm of the two is still the same.

"Nanyan Murong is worthy of his name."

The eldest prince's hand was trembling, Ling had been loyal to the Hai family for many years, and now that he had fallen, how could he not be moved.

"If you know it's powerful, don't stop me. Nanyan Murong cleaned up the portal, and I didn't want to care about the rest. ”

With a slight movement of her figure, Murong Feiyun fell from the eaves and stood in front of Murong Yan with a frightened face, the five fingers of her left hand were together, and a circle of pale red fire lingered around her wrist and danced.

"Accept your fate, you are no match for me."

"Yes, he's not your opponent, so what about me?"

Behind her, a scolding suddenly came, followed by a chilling sword roar, and the sword intent was clear.

His eyes changed slightly, Murong Feiyun didn't look back, his right hand raised and waved, and a flash of light bloomed.

Ping!

That line of fire sword blade shattered into the void in response, and the five fingers of Murong Feiyun's right hand that he raised in an instant shook it again, and the cracked flame light re-condensed, and it merged into a new scorching power, and the illusion of the burning red pattern was like a phoenix vibrating its wings.

At the same moment, the long sword of the Star Pavilion Elder slashing obliquely also crossed the residual momentum that had just been blocked, and hit directly on the Phoenix Phantom.

Rumble!

The light flame roared and burst, and the roaring sword qi slashed at the momentum, and the deep cold defeated the scorching heat. The elder of the Star Pavilion stood in place with his sword in his hand, looking up.

Above, Murong Feiyun jumped back onto the eaves, frowned and looked at the sleeve of his right arm, and a slender sword mark quietly cracked, revealing the delicate white skin that was wrapped.

"Ride the wind. I didn't expect that there would be such a strong person here. ”

Her face was a little gloomy, she had the ability to wipe out Ling Xian of the same level with one blow, but if she wanted to defeat the powerhouse of the Wind Riding Realm head-on, the possibility was too small.

"I know it's amazing, don't get out of here!"

The Elder of the Star Pavilion scolded angrily and did not make another move. Nanyan Murong is too famous, he doesn't want to offend too much. If the other party knew that Murong Feiyun had an accident here and that it was related to him, the entire Xingchen Pavilion might not be able to withstand the wrath of that quaint family.

"I said it, Nanyan Murong cleared the portal. Whoever stands in my way will be killed. ”

With her fingers clasped together, Murong Feiyun's face was cold, and her snow-white face was soon dyed by the orange-red flames, and the raging wisps of furious fire jumped around her, as if they were alive.

"Master, since she still wants to fight if she doesn't know what to do, let's capture her. I'd love to try what it would be like for such a proud woman to be praised as a pride of heaven when she was forced under her by a man to gracefully accept her joy. Just imagining the thrill of that conquest makes me boil. ”

The third prince of the Hai family smiled wildly, and at the same time glanced at Sect Master Pang.

"Let's go together, anyway, everyone can't get out of it tonight. Perhaps, her whereabouts, Nanyan Murong didn't know at all. Be clean and let her stay here forever! ”

"This ......" The elder of the Star Pavilion still hesitated, offending the Murong family, but it was not something he could afford.

Glancing at the Dark Xuan Ancient Sword lying quietly on the ground, the third prince smiled fiercely: "Master, Sect Master Pang. If any of you can take this woman down, the sword of the spirit weapon will belong to him. Plus, there's more to it than that. ”

"If you're scared, just get out of the way, and I'll just get on."

Sect Master Pang snorted coldly at the Star Pavilion Elder, looked up at Murong Feiyun above, and his fists suddenly clenched.

"Who's afraid. I just think that two people working together against a junior will damage their identity. However, since she is so famous, she must not care, right? ”

The elder of the Star Pavilion drank and jumped out with his sword, taking the first step to attack the sky.

Liu Feiyun raised his eyebrows, and Murong Feiyun volleyed back, not daring to meet the opponent's edge head-on. With such a competition, she naturally knew that from the beginning, she would be at a disadvantage.

On the other side, Sect Master Pang also took the opportunity to make a move, and there were a few hints of ruthlessness in his majestic fist style.

Looking at the fierce battle that had the upper hand in the sky for a moment, the third prince smiled coldly, walked up to Ning Yue, who was replaced by two guards, and came up to him and hummed: "I didn't expect that there will be people like you tonight." So, she's not going to end much better than the two of you. ”

Who knows, Ning Yue snorted coldly and replied: "What will happen to her, it's hard to say now." But what happens to you, I already know. ”

In an instant, his eyes changed, and a pale red rune quietly appeared in his eyes. In the meridians, the dormant power rushed out like a flood of catharsis.

Without the restraint of Sect Master Pang, how could just two fivefold guards of the Spirit Awakening Realm be able to control his internal breath.

Demon bloodline, awaken!