The golden light painting is broken.

This was used by two powerhouses of the Yin and Yang Realm.

But it was broken by Ying Tanxi's finger.

There was no expression on her face, as she was waiting for an answer, and she asked, "Can you break it?"

He Rensi bowed his head and was silent, because he didn't know if he could break it.

He looked at Ying Tanxi, and then smiled.

"I think it's really interesting in this world, the more a person is going to die, the more ants will stand up to save him. ”

Ying Tanxi asked, "Do you still think I'm an ant?"

He Rensi smiled and asked, "You are so powerful, why is your name not on the cloud list?"

Ying Tanxi looked at him, a disdainful smile appeared on the corner of her mouth, she didn't bother to answer this question at all.

She looked at the people present, and she asked coldly, "Who else wants to kill him, come out together." ”

This sentence circled back and forth in the main hall several times in succession, and then swayed upward, mixed with those moonlight, and emanated from the top of the Nanjun Palace.

There was no answer from the top of the hall.

He Rensi smiled and said, "There is one in front of you, why bother asking?"

Ying Tanxi looked at him and said seriously, "You can't." ”

Who laughed even more happily, "I can't?"

Ying Tanxi said with certainty, "You can't!"

Luo Ning suddenly laughed, he listened to Ying Tanxi's tone with a mocking pun, but he just thought that this person was so funny.

Yunke held his sword, his eyes were low like the flow of a river,

Because he knows who Rensi's strength, even if this boy breaks the golden light painting with one finger, he will definitely not take them away so easily.

"Before I get into it, I'd like to ask one last question. ”

Ying Tanxi said with a smile, "You say." ”

He Rensi turned to look at Luo Ning, and he asked very seriously, "I don't understand, why do you all have to protect him?"

Ying Tanxi said with a smile, "Although Yi Shuihan killed a lot of people back then, if it weren't for him, even Nanjun wouldn't be there." ”

He Rensi bowed his head and did not answer.

Ying Tanxi continued, "So, for the sake of retribution, I won't let him die." Besides, even if he didn't have any of these, I wouldn't let you kill him. ”

He Rensi looked up and asked, "Why is that?"

Ying Tanxi said contemptuously, "Because what Yunke said is very right, you are going to send them out without even seeing the face of the Demon Lord, you are simply cowardly." ”

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If the conversation is about this, then there is no need to go on.

Because even if the conversation continues, in the end it will only turn into invective, into an inconsequential quarrel.

So I'm not going to talk about it.

He is a person who says he will make a move, and he is also a person who is very annoying.

So he just wanted to slap this son who said bad things about himself and even annoyed him.

The wind is blowing again.

A palm print condensed in the air.

This time, instead of using palm power, he used spiritual power.

This was also the first time he had gone all out, because he realized that this person would not be as simple as Yunke and Luo Ning.

The previous golden light painting, even if he wanted to break it, it would take a lot of effort.

The palm print was already many times more condensed than before, and only a few popping sounds could be heard in the air.

The candles on both sides of the hall that were far away rose with this palm.

This palm came from his hand, and at the same time from his heart.

As the only master on the cloud climbing list who does not use weapons, his palm is his best weapon.

He slapped it out.

The air rolled down like a splash of water from the pressure of this palm.

The palm print went forward, and it directly caused all the candles on the surrounding candlesticks to be extinguished instantly.

The air froze.

I don't know which junior student in the first micro realm felt the pressure of the palm wind coming from the shop, and he actually spit out a mouthful of blood with a pop, so frightened that he hurriedly closed his eyes and didn't dare to look at it again.

The design of Nanjun Palace is extremely strong, but it is also trembling extremely in this palm.

Ying Tanxi's gaze looked directly at the palm that came from the pavement.

Her hair began to flutter back wildly because of the power of the palm.

The palm has not arrived.

The expression on her face remained calm.

Luo Ning stood behind her, not feeling any pressure from this palm.

Because Ying Tanxi was standing in front of him.

On the other hand, Yun Ke's body trembled slightly, and the fingers holding the sword had already seeped blood, he gritted his teeth and used the last spiritual power in his body to withstand the coercion of this palm.

Ying Tanxi's petite body was like a dead tree about to fall in the wind.

She finally made a move.

She still barely stretched out her left hand.

This time it's not the Orchid Finger, it's just to hold the sword.

Only then did they realize that there was a sword at her waist.

Luo Ning knew the sword.

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Long thinking sword.

The name of the sword is Changsi, but at this time, people do not think for long.

There was only murderous intent on her face at this time, and there was still a little peace there?

Her body is like dead wood, and the wind of her palm is like a shocking wave.

How can dead wood support the waves?

Ying Tanxi gave the answer in everyone's questioning eyes.

The sword in her hand slashed in mid-air in a perfect arc, and then her body swung with the sword.

The air became a little hot because of the palm wind, but at this time, it was because her sword intent was a little cold.

The palm wind is mixed with candle flames in the sky.

In her sword was the cold light of the sky.

She just took out a sword, and with a flick of her wrist, the sword slashed, and it turned into a rain of flowers.

Not real rain.

It's a rain of swords.

One after another, the rain that the real sword intent turned into.

The rain fell on the wind and made a snorting sound, like a piece of meat about to be roasted.

But at this time, Ying Tanxi's movements were so elegant and dignified.

The sword intent and the palm wind merge.

It was as if a light rain was falling on a peaceful lake. But at this time, every raindrop that falls is a shining explosion point.

A gust of wind blew again above the main hall, and the center of the storm was Ying Tanxi and He Rensi.

The long wind has not fallen, and the hole opened by He Rensi in the Nanjun Palace just now is that there are broken bricks on the ground.

It was as if there had been an incomparably large explosion at the entrance of the hall, and then the gust of wind carried everything in the hall and rolled out, and then the broken bricks turned into powder.

The wind swept the powder out, and the door of the main hall suddenly became a cloud of smoke and dust.

The figures of He Rensi and Ying Tanxi were all hidden in the smoke and dust.

But this is only temporary.

The eyes fell on the smoke and dust, and began to see who had won.

There was a muffled sound in the air, the sound of a man stepping on the floor.

He Rensi's clothes were a little torn, and there was some blood on the corners of his mouth, and then he walked out of the smoke.

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