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Although Fang Ruhui was younger, Elder Qin was old enough and had been obtained for a long time, so he had seen enough things, and his grasp of the situation was naturally more thorough. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info Ke * Le * Speech * Love * First * Speech * Love * First * Hair

On this continent, the friendship between all the forces is only face-saving, and it is also processual and based on interests. However, on the whole, the relationship between the Six Dao Alliance and the Doushi Guild is not bad, and judging from the development of the two families, this relationship will be maintained for a while.

So there are some things that still need to be done.

Nangong Yingying's identity is special, but it is not a reason to break everything, so she will not tear her face with the Six Dao Alliance openly, after all, she represents the Doushi Association, and now that she has chosen to appear, it means that she is ready to extinguish her mouth.

The meaning of this so-called extinguishing mouth is naturally very simple.

Most importantly, she has the ability.

Nangong Yingying's body flashed with a pale cyan light, for a cultivator, cyan energy was the most common, but those who cultivated higher would find that compared to the cyan energy of ordinary cultivators, these energies on Nangong Yingying's body were more powerful. As for those who knew the characteristics of her cultivation, they were even more terrified when they looked at these cyan energies.

Before Zhang Lingxi fainted, he used a drop of energy in his body to shatter a Flying Ascension Realm powerhouse, and the previous Nangong Yingying was also able to easily kill Captain Tian at the peak of the Ascension Realm with a cyan qi, both of them were at the level of immortal cultivation, and their strength was one thing, but more because of those special and powerful energies.

The purple energy is only possessed by the ancient vice-gods, and the cyan immortal transformation spiritual power is also a powerful existence comparable to the top Gangyuan.

Fang Ruxuan's pupils shrank slightly, his face was full of fear and worry, his expression was extremely solemn, he looked at Nangong Yingying, his voice trembled a little: "Are you the Elder Nangong of the Doushi Society?"

In the eyes of many cultivators, even if they meet two immortal cultivators, they are not willing to meet an immortal cultivator like Nangong Yingying.

Nangong Yingying didn't answer, there was only calm and indifference on her picturesque beautiful eyebrows.

Many times, silence can be equated with default.

Fang Ruhui, who had never listened to Elder Qin, looked at him a little helplessly at this time, as if he was waiting for him to make an idea.

"Elder Nangong is a peerless genius, but he is still a little younger. The solemn look on Elder Qin's face disappeared in an instant, he squinted his eyes, looked at Nangong Yingying, and said coldly, "Do you think we didn't make a plan for you?"

Fang Ruyan was stunned, he didn't know this, but what Elder Qin meant made him feel a little surprised.

Is there any way to deal with it, and sure enough, ginger is still old and spicy.

"You stop her for a while!" Unexpectedly, at this time, Elder Qin suddenly burst out with such a sentence.

When he first heard this, Fang Ruhui thought that Elder Qin still had a back hand, and he felt a lot more at ease, he didn't know where he got the courage, his finger swiped on the fan, and the white fan suddenly flew up, and then turned into thousands of fan shadows, each fan shadow was like a fierce murderous wind, overwhelmingly rolling towards Nangong Yingying.

But just before this fan shadow approached Nangong Yingying's side, she had already disappeared.

The cyan energy erupted on her body, as if two beautiful cyan wings had been condensed, allowing her to turn into a cyan streamer, shuttling freely through the tide of fan shadows, those incomparably fast fan shadows were simply too slow for her movement speed.

Then, that beautiful shadow came in front of Fang Ruhui.

He didn't expect it.

The first was because her speed was so fast, so fast that his full force didn't play a single role, and the second was that Elder Qin's back move seemed to be too slow, so slow that he felt that there was no back move at all.

As it turned out, Fang Ruhui finally felt right once.

Nangong Yingying arrived in front of him, Ruyu's palm had already grabbed towards him, Fang Ruhui was shocked, he was about to resist, but at this time he found that his body could no longer move.

It was as if he had become a stone, unable to move a single bit.

Then his neck was held by an invisible force, and he saw Nangong Yingying's beautiful face gradually approaching, he stiffened his neck and turned his head, only to find that Elder Qin's figure was gradually running away.

Elder Qin didn't have any backhand at all, his so-called backhand was to let himself be a shield for him to escape, giving him time to escape.

He was calculated by the old dog.

Even if the body can't make a move, what else can Fang Ruhui do, such as shaking his body uncontrollably, and letting out an extremely inaudible wail sound from his mouth.

Elder Qin's figure had disappeared into the valley, like a lost dog.

Nangong Yingying's delicate eyebrows looked at Fang Ruhui coldly, and said softly: "You are really a pitiful person who doesn't want to be pitied. ”

Then her palm was clenched in the void, and Fang Ruxuan, who was lifted by the invisible energy around her neck, felt her body bulge as if it was about to explode.

His body bulged, and then countless cyan energy shot out of his body, but there was no blood, the scene was not disgusting, more figuratively, he was like a deflated ball, but at the same time as he was deflated, all the energy and spirit were also discharged.

He fell to the ground like a lump of mud, dead to death.

His eyes were still round and open, and he was afraid and unwilling.

Nangong Yingying looked at the direction in which Elder Qin had left, and disappeared in place.

For cultivators who are not proficient in the power of space, no matter how fast they are, they need to walk one foot at a time, and of course, for the current Elder Qin, they are desperately flying.

Although he didn't look back, he just used all his strength to escape, but his perception that was not weak was to catch a powerful aura behind him that was constantly approaching, and this approaching aura made him extremely frightened.

Especially before and after is only a few breaths of time, which means that Fang Ruyan was abolished without even making a decent attack.

Qin Chang aged into a yellow streamer and shot into the distance like lightning, and at the same time he took out a light black sword from his arms, this small sword was only the size of a palm, but it was filled with incomparably powerful energy, he cut his palm, and then transmitted his own energy to the black small sword, the black small sword turned in a different direction, tore through the space, and shot towards Nangong Yingying who was chasing like a black lightning.

A crisp crashing sound sounded behind him, and Elder Qin secretly screamed that something was wrong, because it was obviously a blocked sound, not a sound piercing his body.

The cyan light in Nangong Yingying's eyes flashed suddenly, and the small black sword hit a piece of blue, making a crisp sound.

Elder Qin was extremely desperate, this time he encountered an opponent who had no breakthrough for him, and such an opponent gave him the feeling of fear and death.

Suddenly, he felt a hint of sweetness in his throat, and his heart felt a little cold, as if the tent in the field had been torn open and a cool breeze poured into it.

Elder Qin looked down and saw a small black sword piercing through the back of his heart, the tip of which had already penetrated his chest, revealing a small but sharp sword tip.

But the most terrifying thing is that the little black sword is actually covered with a layer of pale cyan light, as if it has been coated with a thin layer of cyan paint.

Under the sunlight, this layer of cyan was a little demonic, and it was like a poison in Elder Qin's eyes.

He found that he needed more energy to escape, frighteningly much.

He slowed down a bit and found that he was consuming more energy.

Only then did he realize that it was not that the escape was consumed too much, but that the energy in his body was dissipating at an increasingly rapid rate.

He fell from the sky, rolled around twice on the ground, got up and continued, could no longer fly, could only run.

Then he fell down again, got up and walked forward.

Then he fell down and had to crawl forward.

Nangong Yingying stood on the way he crawled forward.

Elder Qin's movement of crawling forward finally stopped, and his breathing became extremely rapid, as if a mountain was pressing down on his chest.

There was a sense of despair on his face.

Elder Qin didn't know how much energy he still had, he raised his arm with all his might, condensing into a yellow-brown sword qi, this sword qi flickered, like a flame about to be extinguished in a violent wind.

This sword stabbed towards Nangong Yingying slowly, and Elder Qin's body lying on the ground was trying his best to stand up, his neck was raised high, as if it was about to break.

The sword stopped five feet away from Nangong Yingying's body.

And then it disperses, and this dispersion is not an explosion, but a flameout, and then it disappears cleanly.

A cyan sharp aura penetrated Elder Qin's body, pinning him face down to the ground.

His body seemed to be pressed against a mountain, and his entire dead gray face was pressed into the dirt.

Faintly, countless fierce qi appeared, and although there was no sound, he seemed to be able to see it.

The cyan light erupted in front of his body, and these energies were neither intense, nor dazzling, nor shocking, on the contrary, as beautiful as the cyan light rain.

It was silent when it was urging, and even when it fell on Elder Qin this time, it was almost silent.

It's because there was still a slight pop.

This sound was very weak, because these cyan energies were not hindered in the slightest when they fell, and they penetrated easily.

These energies are as cold as ice and sharp as blades.

Countless Dao blood qi erupted from Elder Qin's body, and these blood qi were like stones thrown into the lake water, shaking out a small splash, but it was replaced by blood flowers here.

The blood flowers are more and more numerous, and they are getting denser and denser.

Elder Qin's body was beaten into a sieve, and then the sieve shattered, and all the blood mist connected together and exploded on the ground.

There wasn't much blood left on the ground, a lot of blood had been evaporated in cyan energy, and there were only a few scattered blood spots.