"The young lady of the Emei faction is so pitiful, and I don't know if the fall hurts, so I want to rub them. ”

"That Zhang Zhilan is also too much, every palm hits the young lady's chest, what if the beat leaks and can't get married?"

A sailor named the crotch has a killing machine and the crotch has a myth, and he made this disgusting remark dirty, and immediately smashed countless rotten eggs alive and quit the live broadcast room.

"Wow wow... I, Long Aotian, decided not to hold back, I want to burst out the power of the desolation that has been sealed in my body for 108,000 years, and go to Emei in person to take Zhang Zhilan's head!"

"My town has cultivated the mountain and river town world trick, and when I step out, the sky is falling apart, and it seems that now is the time to show it... Come on, go to Lao Tzu and bring the bottle of beer in the refrigerator, let Lao Tzu take a few sips first, and brew his emotions. ”

...

Just when the water friends in the countless live broadcast rooms were boiling and irritable, the battle above the golden top had already been decided.

There are nearly three hundred Emei disciples, and no one can survive a single move in Zhang Zhilan's hands.

At this time, these Emei disciples all fell to the ground and lost their combat effectiveness.

"Dignified Emei, a sect that has been inherited for thousands of years, is there no one who can fight?"

Zhang Zhilan stood proudly, looked around, and said coldly.

The voice was full of domineering, arrogance, and arrogance, and it clearly echoed throughout the Golden Dome.

Shaolin, Wudang, Qingcheng, Kongtong, Kunlun, Tianshan... Waiting for the palm to teach, his face was pale, and his fists were clenched.

The seven factions are united in the same spirit, and now they are suffering such heavy blows and humiliation.

They also have the same hatred in their hearts, and they even blocked a bad breath.

At this moment, I even want to help desperately.

But because of the spirit of the martial arts contract, in the end, he still endured it to death.

"From this moment on, there is no Emei in Huaxia anymore, and this Emei blessed land has to be renamed Xuanxin blessed land. ”

Seeing that no one spoke or refuted for a long time.

The domineering on Zhang Zhilan's face was even worse, and she said arrogantly.

"Overseas fanbang, young people, delusional doves occupy the magpie's nest, occupy my Emei blessed land, are you worthy?"

A girl's jade fell on the ice plate, and its sound was like a wave on the river, turning a thousand times.

Whoosh!

The next moment, in the tent behind him, two beams of light suddenly rose up.

These two beams of light, one purple and one green, are like two dragons, rushing straight into the sea of clouds, and even twisting the white clouds above everyone's heads to scatter.

"What's, what is this?"

"It's the purple and green double swords, Meng Qianqian, this is the successful cultivation of the purple and green double swords?"

"In less than half an hour, even if Qianqian is a genius, it is impossible to do it, it should be forcibly controlled now, but the holy weapon has a machine spirit, isn't she afraid of the machine spirit backlash?"

Shaolin, Wudang, Qingcheng, Emei, Kongtong, Kunlun, Tianshan... Waiting for the teaching, while shocking, I was also quite worried in my heart.

And the smugness on Zhang Zhilan's face also solidified little by little, turning into solemnity.

The old woman holding the dragon's head cane not far away also shrank her pupils.

"Zhang Zhilan, you insulted my Emei, deceived my master, and injured my junior sister, today I dream of Qianqian and will definitely make you pay for your blood debt!"

The two cyan and purple speeds of light suddenly retracted from the sea of clouds and turned into two peerless divine swords.

Among them, the purple one carried Meng Qianqian's heels, and the other one was suspended in front of her.

Brush!

Meng Qianqian's speed was very fast, and it arrived in front of Zhang Zhilan in an instant.

As she gestured out, the Qingsuo Sword brought up a cyan sword shadow and swept towards Zhang Zhilan's throat.

Zhang Zhilan hurriedly lowered her head and avoided it dangerously.

Bang Bang Bang!

At the same time, a white and pink jade palm came across and hit Zhang Zhilan's cheek continuously.

"You dare?"

Like a slap like a storm, Zhang Zhilan was suddenly blinded, and when she reacted, she raised the dragon whip in her hand and pumped it at Meng Qianqian.

Whew!

The whip was like a purple snake, coiling layer by layer on the Qingsuo Sword, but the next moment, it was immediately cut away by the sharp sword qi.

Whoosh!

The shattered dragon pattern whip fragments, like sharp blades, rebounded back, instantly cutting several shocking bloody cuts on Zhang Zhilan's body.

"Your sword is a holy weapon?"

Zhang Zhilan staggered back a few steps, her swollen face as a pig's head full of shock.

Her dragon pattern whip, the grade is in the category of the seven-star spirit weapon, and it was easily cut apart by Meng Qianqian's sword qi, and it is obvious that the opponent's weapon is a legendary holy weapon.

"Now that it's too late, I'll leave you an arm to atone for your sins. ”

Meng Qianqianhao grabbed her wrist forward, and the Qingsuo sword suspended in front of her suddenly made a buzzing sound, and stabbed towards Zhang Zhilan's shoulder with lightning speed.

How fast is the Hallows?

In addition, Zhang Zhilan's body was crisscrossed with wounds, and it was too late to dodge at this time.

"Yellow-haired girl, occupy the holy weapon in your hand, what you don't do, let the old body teach you a good lesson today, and let you know how to be humble!"

At this moment, the old woman standing not far away suddenly sank.

The dragon's head crutch in his hand, wrapped in a cloud of black mist, flew out and hit the blade of the Qingsuo Sword.

Zizizizi!

In the flash of fire, each other's weapons bounced out.

And Meng Qianqian's pretty face turned white, and she staggered back a few steps.

"That cane can compete with the Qingsuo Sword, is it also a holy weapon?"

"This old woman's origin is unknown, it is very likely that she came from Yaochi Cave Heaven, if this is really the case, then carrying the holy weapon to Zhang Zhilan to help the battle is also in the past. ”

Shaolin, Wudang, Qingcheng, Kongtong, Kunlun, and Tianshan are extremely dignified.

They are all Taishan Beidou in the martial arts world, and they are thunderous and fearful of the three major caves.

Because these three caves are suspended in the endless ocean all year round, and the formation is set up with great magical powers, even the satellites of the earth star cannot fully glimpse the situation in the island.

And in these long hundred years, whenever a disciple came to China and other countries to start a sect, he was extremely strong in cultivation.

The mystery of the visible, and the extraordinary of the heritage.

"Little girl, these two holy weapons of yours are rare to see, today the old body will temporarily keep them, as a gift of reparation for hurting Zhang Zhilan, and when you have enough strength one day, just look for the old body. ”

A trace of greed flashed in the eyes of the gloomy old woman, and in a few arrow steps, she swept to Meng Qianqian's side.

Meng Qianqian naturally wouldn't be restrained, she instinctively wanted to control the purple and green swords to resist.

But the old woman's movements are faster!

The thin fingertips pointed out again and again, and several rays of energy swept in, forcing Meng Qianqian's bullet to fly out.

And at this moment!

The two holy swords, Ziying and Qingsuo, had already fallen into the hands of the old woman.

"This ugly bastard is too shameless, isn't she?

"Old woman, Lao Tzu cursed you for giving birth to a child without **, giving birth to a daughter who slept at night and was killed by a boar!"

The thousands of melon-eating people in the entire Jinding, and even many water friends in the online live broadcast room, completely exploded.