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This move is telling the martial soul and the heavenly thunder, Lingyun Pavilion, there is Yin Wushuang but not love, there is no Yin Wushuang!

Yin Wushuang's phoenix eyes narrowed, she underestimated the degree of shamelessness in her affection.

"Wait!" The martial soul's face changed, and he hurriedly spoke: "Control the feelings, don't be impulsive!" Everyone is a monk, and everything is easy to discuss! ”

If you go like this, you can take away a third of the Lingyun Pavilion disciples, and there are fewer and fewer Lingyun Pavilion disciples, for them...... Unfavourable.

Hearing the words of the martial spirit, Yin Wushuang's heart was alarmed, she instantly took out the phoenix sword, and the spirit of the three elements surrounded her side and was ready to attack.

At the same time, he turned around suddenly, hugged the guzheng, and pulled it directly.

Rubbing the sound to kill out, the phoenix sword turned into a shield and blocked this blow!

She knew it!

While the martial soul retains his feelings, he has already made a regression!

Since he has made a regression, according to his temperament, he will definitely kick his nose in the face!

Holding the guzheng, the spiritual power of the tribulation period spread on Lingyun Island, her green silk was flying, lined with a white dress, and she was unbelievably beautiful.

"There is no discussion, unless, abolish Yin Wushuang and expel him from Lingyun Island!" She said.

A battle suddenly began, except for Yin Wushuang, the rest of the Lingyun Pavilion disciples could only be coerced in place by the coercion of the control of feelings.

Yin Wushuang's phoenix eyes were cold, he turned the shield into a sword, and with a swing of the sword, the sword qi attacked the control, and the spirits of the three elements went out together!

A little on tiptoe, a volley, ten fingers on the zither.

Yin Wushuang's "Thousand Variations" was launched, and after the surprise attack, a sword was swung down!

The love is on the ground, and the eyes are gloomy.

In the blink of an eye, the two had exchanged several moves.

Yin Wushuang was in mid-air, glancing at the martial soul and the heavenly thunder.

Martial Soul and Heavenly Thunder, but they didn't seem to see it, and they didn't stop it.

The expressions on their faces are inappropriate, and in their hearts, I'm afraid they have acquiesced!

[Seven masters, a few are good things! ] The ink dyeing song exploded, they underestimated the shamelessness of the love, and also overestimated the character of the rest of the masters!

Knowing that the truth is in front of you, you have to turn a blind eye!

Why?

Just because the master is more powerful than the master?

So you can bully people, so you can be lawless?

Just by virtue of them, they also deserve the respect of the cultivators of the Cultivation Realm?

It's just Sven scum in formal clothes!

The so-called Lingyun Pavilion is nothing more than Erer!

At this moment, a male voice suddenly broke in.

"Lingyun Pavilion, that's just it."

The voice was low, not emphasizing anything, but it made a sense of deep disdain.

Yin Wushuang landed, she looked at the bottom of the hundred-step ladder, and she already knew in her heart who it was.

Jun Shangxie wore a moon-white robe and appeared in everyone's sight.

In the wind on the top of the mountain, his long silver hair was flying, and his slender eyebrows and eyes had a coldness that looked down on all beings.

"The king is evil!" Martial Soul and Heavenly Thunder spoke in unison.

They have not forgotten the king's evil.

"The grandson of the natural immortal monarch, the first person in the past, fifteen times to rob all living beings, who hates the sword at the sky."

This used to be a well-known ballad in the cultivation world.

The grandson of the Jun family, Jun Shangxi, was born as an immortal, the first person in thousands of years.

At the age of fifteen, he crossed the pinnacle, above all living beings, and was able to point his sword at the sky, attracting the envy of many people.

It is also such a genius, twelve years ago, in order to rescue his mother, he was suppressed by the seven masters, forcing him to cut off half of his heart, shave the immortal bones, and live from the peak of the tribulation to the peak of Jindan, and he will never be able to break through.

At that time, there were actually only six masters, and the Snake Venerable was dead, and what came was only a wisp of the remnant soul of the Snake Venerable, barely gathering the power of the seven masters to suppress the Spirit Destroying Totem.