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People who heard Feng Qingyan's words had a feeling that something was wrong, and a touch of uneasiness came to their hearts.

"Kill, kill her!"

The men united, tremblingly raised their long swords, and then shouted in unison, and their hearts were crossed, and they all rushed towards her with great briskness.

The corners of Feng Qingyan's lips hooked, and a cold smile bloomed from between her lips, she didn't move, just flicked her sleeves forward, which made countless people change their faces.

A tiger seemed to jump out of her sleeve, opened its big mouth, and pounced directly on the group, its sharp fangs looking hideous and terrifying.

"Ahh

The white tiger flapped its wings and flew towards them, a pair of claws skimming over their heads, but as if playing tricks on them, it flew high into the air in an instant.

A white tiger suddenly appeared, and some people who didn't notice the situation here were curious about it, where did such a big white tiger come from?

However, those who knew the situation looked at the big white tiger incredulously, and then looked at Feng Qingyan.

This woman is afraid that it is not easy to deal with.

Feng Qingyan was on tiptoe, jumped up, and flew towards the back of the white tiger not far away.

"Qin Huai, hurry up, look at it, that's my little ancestor, isn't it powerful? Forget it, you don't need to say that she is also the best! Si Qi instantly turned into a fan brother, pulling Qin Huai excitedly, the subordinates around him didn't have the face to look at him, he wasn't like this before......

However, Qin Huai ignored him, he looked at the figure, and what came to his mind was the fluttering of red clothes that appeared in his mind that night, which coincided with this scene......

He thought he had given up a long time ago, but when the same image appeared again, he couldn't help but wonder if they would really be the same person.

It was a glimpse of his life, and he never forgot the thoughts in his heart, which had nothing to do with Fengyue, only Fanghua.

Shangguan Jin, who was beside him, saw him like this, and guessed his mind almost immediately, and then reminded in a low voice: "She looks very much like the county lord of Lan Tilt." ”

Hearing this, Qin Huai's pupils shrank, but his expression did not change much, let alone say a word.

"Who is the Lord of Lan Tilt?" Si Qi asked curiously, but no one answered him.

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Lu Tianyi, who was standing on the city wall, and an old man with advanced cultivation glanced at each other, and then the old man's hand holding the long sword turned around, and his eyes were aimed at Feng Qingyan.

Feng Qingyan stepped on the white tiger's back, and her dress was messy in the cold wind, outlining her slender waist, but before she could stand firmly, she suddenly noticed that a sword was stabbing at her not far away.

The sharp tip of the sword flashed a trace of coldness, Feng Qingyan's toes were a little on the white tiger's back, and his whole body flew into the air again, and his body dodged the attack with a turn.

She landed on the white tiger's back again, but when she looked at the long sword, the long sword turned around and stabbed again, her eyes instantly deepened, and when she raised her hand, an invisible force emanated, controlling the long sword to advance and retreat, so it was frozen in mid-air.

On the city wall, the face of an old man changed in an instant, and he deepened his control of the long sword while chanting a spell, and there was a hint of obvious annoyance in his expression.

However, the long sword has always been difficult to break free from Feng Qingyan's control, and this feeling is really uncomfortable.

Feng Qingyan's cold eyes swept away, and she noticed the person on the city wall, she turned her wrist, and her five fingers were retracted in an instant, and the long sword in mid-air instantly shattered, broken into a section of shape, and fell down.

"Me, my sword!" The old man saw that his sword was broken like this, and his heart ached instantly, his sword was a seven-grade spirit sword, and it was actually like this......

"Demon girl, I'm going to kill you!"

The old man shouted angrily, his hands condensed with a force, and he summoned a sword again, which was a sixth-grade spirit sword that was slightly inferior to the seventh-grade spirit sword just now.

He jumped in one and flew towards Feng Qingyan, and his angry and corrupt appearance always had a kind of disregard, and many people were watching the play about it.

Feng Qingyan's eyes also had a touch of anger, in order to avoid harming the white tiger, she took the initiative to fly out and meet the old man, but her movements were very fast, her body was like a ghost, and the old man was difficult to catch for a while.

In the next moment, she appeared behind him, her eyes were slightly cold, and she raised her hand and waved it out, but the old man's reaction was also very fast, and when he turned around, he slashed the long sword, colliding with the power in Feng Qingyan's hand, and the long sword clicked and broke again, but Feng Qingyan was not injured at all.

The old man's body kept retreating, and finally stopped not far from Feng Qingyan, his body suspended in the air, and below him were soldiers who kept fighting.

The fight between the two doesn't seem to affect them for half a point, the person who should be beaten is still fighting, there are always people's corpses falling, and there are always ghosts who are annihilated into ashes after death.

"Kill—"

Someone raised a large knife and slashed at the ghost clan in front of him, blood splattered all over his face.

Someone used absolute suppression to behead others.

There are even people who don't spare children......

"Demon girl, your ghost clan generals are all dead, and you won't be captured yet!" The old man pointed at Feng Qingyan, who had always considered himself a master, and made provocative remarks angrily.

broke a sword again, he was almost angry in his heart, and he made up his mind that he would never let her go easily!

Although he didn't know who Feng Qingyan was, and he hadn't heard of her, he knew that this woman must be from the ghost clan, and the ghost clan was the one they wanted to kill.

When he mentioned the ghost general, remembering the previous scene, a touch of anger instantly appeared in Feng Qingyan's eyes.

"Then you should die too!"

As soon as she gritted her teeth, she suddenly rushed forward, reaching out for her claws, and several people, including Lu Tianyi, only saw her body turn into an almost nothing.

She seemed to pass through the old man's body in an instant, and the next second she appeared not far behind the old man, and it happened that the white tiger flew over, and her figure fluttered, and she stepped on the white tiger's back with a step.

The old man's eyes widened in horror, and at the moment when he lost his breath, his body suddenly fell down.

Everyone nearby retreated, leaving a vacant space, but no one dared to catch the old man, so he let his body lie on the snow, dead and dead.

Feng Qingyan turned around and looked, and at the same time, there was a dark red wooden box in his hand, and the patterns drawn on it were lifelike, as if he was about to come to life.

"If you want to fight, why do you bully more with less? Let's make the storm more violent! ”

She shouted at the crowd, and the cold wind ruffled her broken hair, and she stood not far away, seeing her at a glance, and also noticing the box in her hand.