In the sky above Qinzhou, the radius of the aura carried by the long sword that pierced the sun to the south was already more than ten meters.

The long sword has a spirit, the master is in trouble, and it is so fast that it almost spontaneously combusts.

Find the person, the man in black, the guy who was cold.

Where, where!

Wait a minute!

The one that just flashed away!

The long sword, which was so fast that it was extremely fast, stopped in the air without any hindrance!

It jerked around and rushed into the hauni of its own making.

The blasting of spiritual power was endless.

And in the direction that the tip of the sword is pointing at—

"Huh~!"

An eager loud phoenix roar resounded in the sky!

Ye Ling stood straight on Ye Bing's back, and slowly clasped his hands behind his back.

There was a sword in front of her, a long sword that couldn't stop buzzing, a sword that she was familiar with.

There was something on the hilt of the sword, but the sound of the wind in the sky and the sound of Ye Bing's wings flapping were too loud for her to hear clearly, or, subconsciously, she didn't want to hear clearly.

But when she grasped the hilt of the sword with trembling hands, of course she could not escape the fact that she knew what it was.

That's his hair, broken hair!

Now their titular husband and wife, broken hair, what does it mean?

Ye Lingyi forced himself not to think about those messy things, he is the emperor of Xiaoyue, he is a genius with five spiritual roots and space systems, there must be countless hole cards in his hands, he controls the world like a chessboard, he must have expected all the accidents......

However, no matter how much she comforted herself, she couldn't help it, and her heart was numb.

Ye Lingyi knew that something must have happened to the extreme north, but what she didn't know was that the moment she held the hilt of the sword was the time when Wu Yuncheng condensed his spiritual power for the second time!

But in fact, Ye Lingyi doesn't need to know.

Because when the fingertips touched the hair, no matter how much she thought in her mind, her other hand had already begun to seal at intervals.

Qinzhou is nearly 500,000 miles away from the extreme north, and even if Bai Zhuan Bing is here, it will take a snap of a finger to depict a teleportation array.

It seemed that she would never be able to make it to the far north in a matter of seconds.

So, there is no need to know, because it is useless.

However, there are always exceptions.

Ye Lingyi, she is now the only eight-rank forbidden magician who has fallen from the heavens on this continent!

A huge six-pointed star of purple and blood formed around her.

However, Ye Bing's poignant phoenix roar showed how big the price she had to pay for what a capable person could not pay.

Although the "blood chain" has miraculous achievements, the two parties it pulls are not without restrictions.

At least, in terms of distance, there will never be such a distance of 500,000 miles.

Fine, dark red filaments began to spread from Ye Lingyi's snow-white neck, crawling up her pale cheeks.

Ye Ling comforted Ye Bing in a soft voice: "Don't panic, I'm fine, you fly to the extreme north by yourself and be obedient." ”

In the next second, blood light rose into the sky, drowning Ye Ling's thin figure.

A bare hand reached out from the pillar of light and grasped the sword in the air.

When the pillar of light disappeared, the shadow was gone.

There was worry in Ye Bing's icy eyes, and it circled in the air a few times, and suddenly raised its head to the sky and let out a silent long roar.

The special sound wave dispersed aimlessly: Fat cat, come back soon, something big is going to happen to the owner!

******

The earth dragon formed by spiritual power was still ten centimeters in front of the tip of Feng Xiyuan's delicate nose.

It's not an illusion, it's not slow motion, it's not some kind of literary rendering.

That spiritual power is really still.

Someone, forcibly solidified the space.

The evidence lies in the fact that everyone's movements, robes, and even hair in the room are frozen.

There is one exception, though.

And this person is the only person in the field who controls the power of space.

So, what caused this scene was Feng Xiyuan?

No

Solidifying space is not just something that can be done by space cultivators.

When a cultivator's soul power is high to a certain level, such as the spirit level, it can also be done temporarily.

The moment the space just moved, Feng Xiyuan's eyes that had been quiet suddenly lit up, and it was the kind of light that people didn't dare to look at directly.

And when the spiritual power earth dragon turned into an ice dragon and then shattered inch by inch, the light joy in that shallow smile could not be hidden.

The spiritual power has dissipated, and the spatial stagnation is almost instantaneous.

Mu Qing and the five black-clothed men who fought into the air fell to the ground at the same time, and Mo Chen's sword qi collapsed together without any time difference.

The sword domain that was finally rebuilt and the little time advantage that was pulled out with all his might were unlucky again.

It seems that the arrival of someone has made their situation worse.

But, no one thinks so.

A huge pillar of red light burst down from the sky, passing through the spiritual power shield without hindrance and falling straight to the snow.

When the red light dissipated, the cold and noble man in black fell in the center of the audience.

Ye Lingyi appeared with his back to Feng Xiyuan.

She couldn't see in the first place, so there was no question of not wanting to see him embarrassed.

What she didn't want was for him to see her at the moment.

The bloodshot on her face actually faded quickly, and Ye Lingyi knew this very well, what she avoided was her expression at the moment.

In fact, Ye Lingyi herself didn't know too well what the expression on her face was, but what she knew was that the huge anger that she had never had in her chest now had many uncontrollable manifestations on her face.

Even when the Chinese New Year's Eve family was wiped out, she never did this.

She couldn't imagine what would have happened if she had been half a second late.

Almost the moment he saw the person in front of him, Wu Yuncheng's eyes were filled with horror and disbelief.

But then, he quickly suppressed this emotion.

He gestured with the hand behind his back, and more than a thousand people not far from him slowly stepped forward, each drawing his weapon.

Wu Yuncheng's pace was still steady, but this could not hide the fact that he was retreating towards the crowd and recalled Su Xian with his eyes.

"Master Guoshi, don't come unharmed."

At this moment, he wants to use the identity of the prince of the country to oppress people again.

"The prince is wrong, although this seat is unharmed, but this heart is not very good."

Ye Lingyi's voice was soft, very soft.

Those who are familiar with her will also immediately notice that if she is so verbose and smooth, she will never say anything about Ye Lingyi in a normal state.

"The prince has a good medicine suitable for this seat here, it depends on the prince, and you are reluctant to give it." Ye Lingyi lowered her eyes gently.

"What?" Wu Yuncheng asked subconsciously.

"You, everybody's, life." Ye Lingyi's tone was light, and this sentence was said word by word.

The faces of more than 1,000 people changed abruptly without exception.

The person in front of him is the Peerless Doctor of the Sonic Shock Continent!

The three major forces are all smiling!

Now they are going to draw their swords against them!

The power that has accumulated over time, the more people who have cultivated to a higher level, the more clear the fear that entangles from the bottom of their hearts.

However, rabbits will show their teeth when they are forced to the edge of the cliff by tigers, not to mention, this is not a rabbit, but a group of rabbits.

The rabbits held hands and bared their teeth, oh no, with murderous intent.

How strong is the unified killing intent released by more than a thousand masters?

Nobody knows.

But now everyone knows the fact that there is such a person, and her killing intent alone can easily overshadow the killing intent of more than a thousand people.

Maybe the man just unconsciously released a little murderous aura.

But even if she didn't do anything, she would be much weaker in comparison, and when she met the Supreme One of her kind, she could only throw away her armor.

At this time, the expression of the person who seemed to be surrounded by the aura of death was surprisingly calm.

Ye Lingyi reached behind her neck, and her silky hair jumped playfully a few times with the movement of her fingers.

When Ye Lingyi opened her arms again, the two butterfly knives had been thrown away in the palms of her hands.

Instead of pinching the blade with her index, middle and thumb, she stuck the slender handle of the knife in the tiger's mouth and held it backhand.

It turned out that she was already so jerky about this knife-holding posture, Ye Lingyi trembled her long eyelashes slightly, and made slight adjustments in her hands.

Her butterfly knives, a total of eighteen.

There are so many of them, of course, not to be thrown as darts.

Every knife is different.

Different shape, different knife grip method, different function.

The one that Ye Lingyi lost was the one she used the most before, the blade was light and thin, the sound of breaking the wind was small, and it was the most conducive to assassination;

The one she uses most often now feels the best in her hand and is the most suitable to carry around;

Now the one she threw off, the slender double-edged knife had incomparably delicate patterns on its body.

The pattern on the surface of any knife never exists as a decorative meaning.

Those patterns are the most scientifically designed blood tanks.

It is not only to speed up the bloodletting, but also to prevent the knife from cutting into the muscular artery and then pulling it out.

Although with the sharpness of this knife, the chances of this happening are zero.

This pair of knives is not only a knife, but also the hand of Lingyi in the night, and naturally it is also born to kill, but it is not an assassination, but a bloody battle!

The last time Ye Lingyi used these knives, it was because she was really impatient to be entangled and was besieged after abolishing the third leader of the mafia in public.

After that battle, the knife was put on hold by her, because it was stained with too much blood.

At this moment, Ye Lingyi took out these two knives, and faced these more than a thousand masters who were also at the lowest level.

Not going to use spiritual power, not going to use soul power, not going to use the ice that she liked because of its convenience.

Only with these two hands, a pair of knives, because, she wants to kill, with her own hands.

Ye Lingyi suddenly closed her eyes, which allowed her to concentrate more on listening to things around the circle.

Heart, the heart that beats vigorously and fast.

Two of them were wounded, and this cannot be counted.

There is another one, the one who dances calmly, and is different from everyone else, this one, to be protected.

Well, all right, the rest, let's all stand still.

The blood, the blood that flows from the heart to the limbs, goes up, the neck, well, that's it, here it is.

Yes, the left artery.

Ye Ling moved, moving without warning, when the heartbeat of more than a thousand people was almost at the limit.

The hair flutters, the skirt is also raised, like a stumbling butterfly, more like an independent dancer, so elegant and noble.

fell into the crowd and disappeared.