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In just a few words, half of the imperial court was pulled to the opposite side of the Seven Princes.

"Yinyin, it seems that this little girl is not simple in her mind." The mother-in-law's voice was slightly hoarse.

The young woman didn't speak, she looked at Ye Yuxi casually, her beautiful eyes blinking, and she didn't know what to think.

During the whole process, Bai Jinyi did not move.

Looking at everything below, the current situation doesn't need him to do anything at all.

Ye Yuxi stood in the middle of the auditorium, surrounded by red, gilded happy words, candles, all kinds of fruits, and even the feet stepped on, it was also a brand new red carpet.

His eyes saw the Seventh Prince on the ground, one arm was paralyzed, and his face flashed with a trace of black gas.

"Today, you have to die!"

Swish!

Ye Yuxi turned into a claw with one hand, clasping it like the throat of the Seven Princes, the speed is jaw-dropping!

So fast!

Bai Jinyi's face on the wall changed, his body rose violently, and he rushed straight into the hall.

Syllable!

"Doll, this person, it's not like you can kill it if you want to." Pan Lao, who was wearing a gray cloak, suddenly appeared beside Ye Yuxi.

The twig-like palm grabbed Night Feather Tide's wrist.

"This person is not something you can stop if you want to!" Bai Jinyi appeared behind Pan Lao, and in his palm, golden flames burned.

Who are those two people!

When did they get in!

The officials outside the door were dumbfounded.

The appearance of Pan Lao made the eyes of the Seven Princes reveal a touch of hope.

"Old Pan, kill these two!" The Seventh Prince endured the great pain in his shoulder.

Ye Yuxi's eyes were cold, and his spiritual power was running, boom!

Purple flames burst out of the body.

Hiss, hiss.

A cloud of black gas burst out from Pan Lao's hand, and he actually pressed the strange fire of Ye Yuxi in his palm.

Syllable.

Pan Lao grabbed the shoulders of the Seven Princes with one hand and floated out of the hall with the Seven Princes.

Ye Yuxi and Bai Jinyi glanced at each other. "Chase!"

Quack!

A creepy whistling sound came out of Pan Lao's mouth.

"Boy, I let you escape, and today is the day you die!" A pair of gray wings behind Pan Lao flapped gently.

Those wings are somewhat similar to those of black gauze!

"You go and kill the Seventh Prince, this person will be handed over to me!" Bai Jinyi said in his mouth, and the golden wings had appeared behind him.

Rumble!

Half the sky is covered in golden flames! Bai Jinyi rushed straight to Pan Lao.

One by one, the officials in the courtyard were completely stunned.

The mysterious ninth-order powerhouse, ...... today There were four?!

Is his own cultivation too weak, or is this world too crazy!

Pan Lao didn't dare to underestimate Bai Jinyi, at least, he didn't dare to protect the Seven Princes with one hand and fight Bai Jinyi with the other.

When Bai Jinyi rushed over, Pan Lao had already asked Qiu Lao for help in his heart.

"Go and kill him." There was a hint of eagerness in Bai Jinyi's voice.

Bang!

A cloud of spiritual power exploded at the soles of Ye Yuxi's feet, and his body rushed towards the Seven Princes.

"Night Feather Tide, you have to die!" Ming Yuelian's voice sounded suddenly.

Ye Yuxi looked at the bright moon lotus who was suddenly in front of her, her eyes were cold, and she took advantage of the situation.

Rumble!

Huge ripples of spiritual power erupted in the palms of the two of them, bringing a hurricane of spiritual power, and the leaves in the courtyard were scattered and flying.

Pedal pedal, click.

Ming Yuelian's feet did not move, Ye Yuxi's body took four or five steps backwards, and the last foot smashed the bluestone slab under her feet, unloading the strength of her body.

The strength after the Night Feather Tide seal is still too weak, at all, it can't be defeated!

"Who are you!" Night Feather Xi glanced at the sky.

The black gauze was disheveled, and a trace of blood oozed from the corner of her mouth.

"Hurt my beloved disciple, today, you have to die!" Ming Yuelian's eyes were full of coldness.

As soon as the words fell, Ye Yuxi only felt that a flower in front of him, Mingyue Lian, had already come closer.

The white palm continued to enlarge in front of Ye Yuxi.