Although Ye Luo was smiling, she smiled so hard that her eyebrows were soaked, and her eyes wandered directly on Mu Qingqing and Huanyin.

The three men and one woman standing quietly beside him, when they looked at it, gave people an ethereal feeling.

At this time, Mu Qingqing and Huanyin looked at Ye Luo with a solemn face, and there was no lack of resentment in their eyes.

At the beginning, the latter went to the Saint King Academy with the "Hunting Cloud Running Electric Leopard" to deliver the "Feng Lan Order", but he assumed his identity, put on a condescending posture, and even said that he wanted the Dean of the Holy King Academy to kneel down in person to accept the Feng Lan Order, which was extremely arrogant.

Then Tianyi made a move, and with thunderous means, he slashed the "Cloud Hunting Lightning Leopard", which frightened Yeluo and fled, and the grudge between the Holy King Academy and the Fenglan Academy was opened.

Wu Yi is the Tianjiao of the Eastern Courtyard, how can he not know about this?

When he learned the news of the death of the "Cloud Hunter Electric Leopard", he was both excited and disappointed.

He was excited that the "evil beast" that slaughtered the madman back then had finally received the retribution he deserved.

What he was disappointed about was that he had not been able to cut it himself, to skin it, to cramp its tendons, to break its bones, and to raise its ashes.

The reason why Wuyi entered the Void Battlefield in advance this time was indeed with the intention of meeting the people of the Saint King Academy for a while, who would have thought that there would be an unexpected encounter between brothers waiting for him?

After he learned Tianyi's identity, all this was relieved.

For many years, he has been dormant alone, and others only say "Tsing Yi Long Stick", he is free and uninhibited, but I don't know what kind of burden he endures.

Fortunately, the appearance of Tianyi and Crazy Wu let him know that he is not one fighting, he is not alone, he still has brothers!

It is true that Wu Yi is a disciple of the East Academy of Fenglan Academy, but he is also the brother of Tianyi and Crazy Wu.

At this moment, the plains were in the twilight, the snow was flying in the sky, and Wu Yi raised his eyes to look at the sky.

There, the floating light was calm, the cold soaked clouds, he flicked his hand slightly, and the "Buddha Emperor Stick" appeared.

He didn't bother to talk to Yeluo, and the stick in his hand was enough to explain his attitude.

Ye Luo said: "Dongfang Wuyi, do you know the identities of the two women behind you?"

No memory is silent.

Ye Luo said: "They are the people of the Saint King Academy, and they are the culprits who desecrated the dignity of my Fenglan Academy and hunted the beasts of the North Courtyard Town Courtyard!"

Wu Yi smiled faintly: "If you want to add to the crime, why should you do it? besides, the evil beast in the north courtyard deserves to die!"

Ye Luo's face turned blue, and she glared at Wuyi fiercely: "Dongfang Wuyi, you are looking for death!!"

As she spoke, a woman beside Yeluo stood up, a piece of silver and white silk as white as snow wrapped around her shoulder, and the two ends of the silk fell on her slender hand, fluttering in the wind and snow.

The woman looked Wuyi up and down for a moment, and the corners of her mouth lifted slightly, revealing a charming smile.

Wu Yi Shicai didn't care too much about the four people next to Yeluo, but the four of them were also disciples of the North Academy, but they were just a little more comfortable.

But as the woman stepped forward, he realized that he was very wrong.

At this moment, a strange aura gradually emanated from the woman's body, and in a short time, the aura was already so powerful that it was suffocating.

Invisibly, a mountain of oppressive force spread straight to the surroundings.

The star mark that knelt not far away had already crawled on the ground, half of his body was submerged in the snow, and his whole body trembled.

Wu Yi held the Buddha Emperor's stick horizontally, and wisps of emerald green scattered silk swirled around him, like a curling green smoke mist.

Suddenly, a gust of wind struck, and the wisps of emerald green scattered silk instantly shattered in the howl of the wind.

Seeing this scene, the Buddha Emperor stick in Wuyi's hand came out suddenly, and the front was "swept away by thousands of troops", and the back was picked with "the wind and waves followed the stick".

Two blow sticks, one attack on the oncoming oppressive force, and one blow pushed Mu Qingqing and Phantom Yin out.

I only heard a loud "bang", and the body of Memoryless flew out upside down, and a mouthful of blood sprayed straight onto the green "Buddha Emperor Stick".

Mu Qingqing and Huanyin looked frightened, and were about to step forward, but they heard a wild shout: "Go! You guys go quickly!!Tell the boss and let him be careful!"

The words fell, and after no memory, he clicked the long stick, and a volley fell upside down, and his body was stabilized.

At this time, there was no memory, his hair was scattered, and blood was oozing from the corners of his mouth.

The woman was very strong, ridiculously strong, and he was seriously injured by the coercion of her momentum alone.

In the blink of an eye, Wu Yi already had his own inference in his heart, and the four people who followed Ye Luo's side were by no means just a disciple of the North Courtyard could summarize.

He didn't think much about it, and his figure rose into the air, drops of blood falling against the wind and snow.

At this moment, the sky is flying with snow and blood.

Mu Qingqing and Huanyin glanced at each other, and they could see the struggle in each other's eyes.

Taking advantage of this moment, Mu Qingqing fell on Huanyin with a soft palm, and said hurriedly: "Yin'er, you go first!

As soon as the words landed, the Shui Han long sword had already moved with the shadow, and a silver sword light went straight to the woman in a horizontal posture, and the wind and snow in the sky were chaotic under the waves of Yuan Li.

Phantom Yin hesitated for a moment, turned around and left, in this regard, Ye Luo and the others were all casual, letting them stay.

At this moment, the unremembered hand that rose in the air was thrown, and the Buddha Emperor's stick went straight into the sky under the force, and the green rays drawn along the way made a straight appearance of supporting the sky.

Not long after, the Buddha's stick fell, like lightning shooting, Wuyi put his hand on the stick, and suddenly a splitting stick fell-"The Buddha Emperor is angry!"

In an instant, the shadow of the stick was like the wind, Ling was mighty, and the wrath of thunder came from the nine heavens.

The woman narrowed her eyes, her hands fluttering at will, and the silver and white satin between her hands shot out in a daze.

I saw that the two horses passed away in a flash, one end went straight up to the Nine Heavens to meet the stick power, and the other end shot out to meet the sword.

"Bang!

The explosion was earth-shattering and deafening.

The power of the wielding stick of no memory instantly collapsed under the movement of the silk, and Mu Qingqing's sword shattered as soon as he looked at it.

The two exercises derived from the silk were unstoppable, and they bombarded the two of them.

"Poof!"

"Poof!"

The two spurted out a mouthful of blood and flew upside down in the snow.

The woman smiled contemptuously, and with a flick of her hands, the two ends of the silk struck Wu Yi and Mu Qingqing again like a snake.

In the blink of an eye, the end of the silk was close to the two who were vomiting blood and flying upside down.

At this time, in the eyes of Wu Yi and Mu Qingqing, where is the fluttering silk still soft, it is sharper than the blade of the sword.

"Woohoo!"

The two horses passed through the air, penetrating through the pipa bone of Wu Yi and Mu Qingqing's left shoulder.

The original white satin was infected with blood, and it became extremely red, and the rhyme was trembling.

At this moment, the snowflakes are still swaying, fluttering like a fairy dance.

The woman smiled slightly, and between her hands, the silk returned like a weak willow from the wind, and there were two people covered in blood with her

Digression: This book was first published on the Chinese website, and I am afraid that there are mistakes elsewhere, so I implore you to help the three wolves.

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