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As he spoke, the dust in Lao Dao's hand instantly turned into a cold long sword, and as soon as he raised his hand, he pointed at her, and the sword body glowed coldly in the moonlight.

Stretching out his hand, Feng Qingyan also summoned a long sword that exuded an icy aura, and the coldness was awe-inspiring.

The two of them flew in mid-air and moved their hands, their bodies intertwined, and between the swords and swords, they made a killing intent.

With a "bang", the long swords collided together, and when the two of them looked at each other, there was a chill in their eyes, and the strength in their hands continued to increase, without giving in.

At this time, several wind blades attacked from behind Feng Qingyan, she pushed hard, Lao Dao took two steps back, she took the opportunity to turn sideways, dodging the attack of those wind blades, but Lao Dao came towards her again.

As soon as her body moved, she flipped a few times in mid-air, her dress constantly flipped and intertwined, and in an instant she avoided his attacking long sword.

At the same time, she also fell beside him, and then, after turning sideways, she kicked out, stood firm, and after a few spins, another sword fell.

Lao Dao quickly retreated in mid-air, dodging her falling sword and stabilizing his body in time.

He stretched out his hand, and the sword turned back into dust and rested on his arm, and then summoned a few bright yellow runes, flipped his hands, and silently recited the incantation in his mouth.

The two stood in mid-air, swaggering and conspicuous, and some people who had struggled to support Sansheng drunk and had not passed out were hiding in the dark, watching this fight clearly.

The thoughts in their eyes were very complicated, no one knew who this woman who appeared out of thin air was, but it was definitely not something they could afford to provoke.

It turned out that as early as now, such a master had appeared in the South Vietnamese country.

They also gradually felt dizzy and weak at this moment, and the strong spread of the three lives of drunkenness was very good, and their cultivation could support them until now.

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The rune paper in Lao Dao's hand was like a sharp blade, and it was thrown directly towards Feng Qingyan.

The figure did not move, Feng Qingyan waved his long sword, and directly cut the rune paper in half, she didn't care, but at this moment, with a "bang", the rune paper suddenly exploded, producing a powerful power fluctuation.

Her expression changed, her pupils did not shrink, it was too late to condense the protective shield, and she subconsciously raised the 10,000-year-old Xuanbing Sword in her hand to block it in front of her.

More rune paper shot straight in, and Feng Qingyan suddenly disappeared from the end of the world with a move.

She didn't want to dwell on it too much, but at this moment, the old man seemed to be aware of the trajectory of her departure, and actually stopped directly in front of her.

"Demon girl, don't escape!"

With a scolding, the dust in Lao Dao's hand turned into a long sword again, and slashed down towards her, his expression was full of cold and resolute, without the slightest temperature.

With a bang, the two long swords collided again, creating subtle sparks.

"Old Dao, don't force me." A trace of undisguised danger flashed in his eyes, and there was a cold killing intent in Feng Qingyan's voice.

"Demon girl, your ghost domain is nothing more than that." Lao Dao did not back down, and there was sarcasm in his words.

These words sounded particularly harsh, her eyes narrowed slightly, and the look in her eyes became a little colder.

With a force in her hand, the Xuanbing long sword in her hand pushed towards Lao Dao, and between raising her hand, a sword slashed away, and the sharp blade forced Lao Dao to retreat again and again.

As soon as she stabilized her figure, when Lao Dao looked at Feng Qingyan again, her figure was gone, and only a ghostly red afterimage crossed in front of her and disappeared in an instant.

His eyes swept around, and he suddenly caught a glimpse of a red shadow in the corner of his eye, and when he looked at it, he saw that she suddenly appeared in the air not far from him.

Raising his hand, the wind spirit power in the palm of Lao Dao's hand was condensed, and he wanted the wind spirit blade to attack her again, but at this moment, he felt a dizziness in his brain.

The obsidian token appeared in her hand again, and she landed a finger at him, and a powerful force flew out, enveloping him all over.

The power entered his body, slowly sweeping through his body, and he felt as if his hands and feet did not belong to him anymore.

Feng Qingyan stood in mid-air, twisted his wrist, and appeared directly in front of him in an instant, and several sideways kicks directly kicked him on the roof tiles, and his body kept rolling down and fell to the ground.

"Huh." With a cold sound, in mid-air, the evening breeze gently blew the veil on her face, and a beautiful little face loomed in the moonlight.

Raising his delicate eyes slightly, his beautiful eyes flowed, the corners of his lips under the veil rose in an arc, and there was a hint of evil intent in his smile, "How can my ghost domain allow you to provoke." ”

She turned her backhand, the long sword was horizontal, the sword body reflected a moonlight, and the long skirt fluttered in the wind.

"Whoever insults my ghost domain, die."

Like a death sentence, as soon as her words fell, Lao Dao's body began to swell, and terrible screams continued to come out of his mouth.

"Bang-"

As if a balloon had suddenly exploded, Lao Dao's screams were annihilated in the wind with this explosion, and the blurred red flesh and blood scattered all over the ground.

Feng Qingyan was still standing in mid-air, her eyes scanning a few dark places, and she noticed those who were staring at her.

When they saw her looking at them, they were all wary, fearing that she would take the opportunity to kill people, but she didn't.

"Shhhhh

Her jade fingers were placed to her lips through the veil, and she made a silent gesture, a faint smile in her eyes.

With a turn of his backhand and a wave of his long sleeves, the floral fragrance of the Red Shadow Blood Lotus spread again.

This time, they really couldn't resist.

The long sword was put away, and Feng Qingyan flew to the ground, but suddenly his figure was unstable.

She tore off the veil on her face, revealing a face as pale as paper, and blood spat out from her mouth, staining the stone bricks red, like a blooming red shadow blood lotus.

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On the empty and uninhabited street, there was silence, and Feng Qingyan walked forward alone, her face was very pale, and her pace was not particularly steady.

Her body was damaged again.

When she was in Langshan, her body was very seriously damaged, although Ye Yunshen gave her a lot of elixirs to make her gradually get better, but she was still not optimistic, although she usually looked fine, but she couldn't use her soul power easily, especially not overuse.

During this time, her brother gave her a lot of elixirs, and she was cultivating the power of the stars, so the damage to her body was also partially repaired.

But tonight, using soul power to urge the power of the ancients, and then fighting with that old way, if it weren't for the fact that there was still a trace of star power in her body to support her, her situation would definitely be more than that.

kept walking forward, and after a while, she saw a person walking in front of her.

The man was dressed in white and not stained with dust, the hem of his clothes moved with his pace, and he held a jade hand in front of him, his posture was cold and noble, and he was calm.

Her eyes were a little blurry, and she couldn't see the faces of the people who came, and the first thing that came to her mind was the familiar person.

"Master?"