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"Star Refinement!"

There was an urgent call in the distance, and in an instant, another figure crossed the crowd and rushed into the encirclement of the crowd.

"Fifth brother!" When Sijingyue saw the visitor, her eyes lit up, "The stars refine her ......"

Seeing the Four Winds Beiling, the heart of the Four Scenery Moon went down halfway, compared to the Nine Emperor Brothers, the fifth elder had been with Xinglian for a longer time, maybe, his words, Xinglian would listen.

In fact, even she herself doesn't know who to help in this situation now, for personal gain, Xinglian should indeed kill that Qingyun is good, but after all, she is the princess of a country, and she definitely doesn't want to see Fuxia and Hepingling's relationship deteriorate because of this incident.

As if he hadn't heard it, Xing Lian raised his sword and swung it towards the person in front of him, a flash of spiritual light flashed, and the moment the sword qi struck the person on the ground, it was suppressed by another sword qi, and when it was the last minute away from the body, it dissipated.

"Swift Sword?" Xing Lian turned his head sideways, his gaze cold, "Four Winds Beiling, even you want to stop me?" ”

Sifeng Beiling was chilled by her eyes, and could only step forward to appease, "I will definitely help you avenge this revenge, I just need you to wait...... Wait for us to return to the king of Fuxia......"

"Wait?" The smile passed from the corners of his eyebrows and eyes, but it was not imprinted in his eyes, Xing Lian snorted coldly, "But I can't wait for a minute and a half, I will take his life." ”

The sword light flashed, and her figure had already left the place, since the sword qi was not good, let him really taste the taste of being plucked and torn apart by the sword body.

The sword swung by "Ding ......" was still blocked, and the consequence of the ordinary sword body touching the refining device was just a slight touch, and the sword body broke into two pieces.

Four Winds Beiling actually didn't know what was going on at all, he only knew that this man who was already dying was a highly valued senior alchemist in Fuxia Kingdom.

He was instructed by Xinglian to investigate the members of the team competition with Hua Lian twenty years ago, and as soon as he came back, he saw this scene, he didn't want to be hostile to Xinglian in anything, but he ...... This man, early death and late death, is death, before that, must be stopped.

The sword body was broken, and Xinglian once again held it into a claw, and in the next second, the short dagger that was originally in Jing Yue's hand also fell into her hand.

Excessive use of Xuan Ling power, there was a faint feeling of discomfort in the body, and even, even the body almost couldn't stand, and shook it slightly.

As soon as Qingyun saw the two princes arrive, he dragged up the broken leg and knelt down, death was already one step away, and now only these two princes could save him.

Even if there is still only one way to die in the future, but in life, if you can live for a while, you can live for a while, he is not a saint, and he will spare his life.

Si Jingyan has been quietly looking at the woman in front of him, and in his eyes, which have always been quiet, there was a little hesitation for the first time.

This man can't die now, this should be his most rational cognition, but he doesn't know why, when he saw Qiao Xinglian insisting on killing him, he suddenly felt that if he was dead, then die...... It's a big deal, after that, he will make another trouble and personally make amends to Fuxia Guojun.

Realizing this, he was suddenly startled.

Once upon a time, he was willing to bother himself so much for the sake of others? Since when will your judgment be affected by an irrelevant person?

The shadow in front of him flashed past their interception again like the wind, and the dagger in his hand was raised, wiping it towards the throat of the man kneeling on the ground, "If you don't say it, then, I can go and ask Qingyu...... Or, play the harp. ”