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When Nangong Ping heard Dugu Qimu's words, his face sank slightly, but he thought of another possibility in his heart. Please remember the URL of this site: ...

This Dugu perch, here today, is not at all to help the Reverse Wei Alliance capture Ziwei City, his purpose is very simple, that is, revenge!

Revenge on Ziwei Palace, revenge for the woman named "Ah Yi"! Since he said that he would destroy Ziwei Palace and erase it from this heaven and earth, then regardless of whether he can do it or not, I'm afraid he really dares to do this!

Now that the army of Ziwei City monks is gathered here, if this person is desperate to attack these low-level monks, then he can't stop it at all, if he is allowed to kill, then Ziwei Palace will really be seriously injured.

"Dugu Qimu, do you dare to fight alone with me!" Nangong Pingsenran said.

Dugu Qimu's eyes fell on Nangong Ping again, and he slowly spoke: "You are nothing more than worried that I will make a move on these low-level monks, when Rì sneaked up on Ah Yi, it was your Ziwei Palace behind the scenes, at this moment, the eight people who directly attacked have all fallen, and none of the rest of you Ziwei Palace want to escape!

After speaking, Dugu Qimu's figure disappeared in place in an instant.

Nangong Ping's face sank suddenly, his divine sense was completely swept out, and all the surrounding space was locked, and all the monks present felt that their bodies were stagnant and were frozen in place.

Suddenly, Nangong Ping's pupils shrank, his hands clenched into fists, and he slammed forward.

In the void, two huge fist shadows the size of a zhang suddenly appeared, and with bursts of air explosions, they struck forward extremely quickly.

"Bang!"

A pair of huge fist shadows burst open in an instant, and a thunderclap sounded in the air, and a huge ice sword in front of it suddenly appeared, and it intersected with the fist shadow, turned into fragments, and flew away in all directions.

The fragments of the ice sword were like stars surging in all directions, and waves of spiritual power surged in like cháo water.

The monks who were close below scattered in all directions, and there were still monks who didn't have time to escape and were hit by the fragments of the ice sword, and were instantly frozen into an ice sculpture, and then blasted into pieces by the surging spiritual power.

Everyone gasped, and the two of them fought hard with one move, and there was such a big momentum.

The figure of Dugu Qimu slowly appeared in front of him, but he didn't say a word, and then his hands were put together, forming a mysterious magic seal, and a silver light suddenly rose from between his palms, and then went in all directions.

From a distance, this lone perch is like a bright lamp between heaven and earth, shining in all directions.

In the next moment, where the silver light passed, white vapor appeared, and the temperature in the air dropped suddenly, as if the entire space was about to freeze.

Nangong Ping's face changed greatly, and as soon as his body moved, he was about to leave the place, but he found that this space was really frozen in ice, and his body was trapped and unable to leave for a while.

Dugu Qimu lightly spit out the word "seal!" in his mouth, and then flipped his hands and turned into two palms and pushed forward.

Suddenly, a wall of ice suddenly spread across the air, spreading quickly towards the front, and then, on the top of Nangong Ping's head, under his feet, before and after, left and right, there were ice walls dozens of zhang thick, slowly gathering towards the middle.

Before the ice wall reached his body, Nangong Ping felt a huge pressure coming, almost making it difficult for him to breathe, and in his heart, he had no doubt that if he was pressed by these ice walls, he would be sealed here in an instant, and then he would be crushed into powder and wiped out.

The surrounding monks all gasped, and with a raise of their hands, the space of hundreds of zhang was completely frozen, this is the great magic power of the monks in the Tribulation Period!

The ice wall advanced extremely fast, and it was about to close, trapping Nangong Ping in it, at this moment, Nangong Ping suddenly let out a cold snort from his mouth, and then leaned forward slightly, his arms spread, like a roc spreading its wings.

"Gah!"

A crisp birdsong came out through the heavy ice walls, and then behind Nangong Ping, a huge golden-winged Dapeng bird appeared.

The wings of this Dapeng were spread out for dozens of zhang long, the golden light on the wings was shining, and a pair of sharp eyes were like a golden flame burning.

Nangong Ping waved his hands forward suddenly, and the huge golden winged peng, with a flap of his wings, disappeared in the void in an instant.

"Click!"

The ice wall in front of him shattered in an instant, and in the sky, there were dark cracks, and the ice wall dozens of zhang thick instantly collapsed, and then the phantom of the golden-winged peng flashed above the head of Dugu Qimu, and after a chirp from the sky, a pair of extremely sharp Peng claws fell towards the top of Dugu Qimu's head.

Seeing that the peng claw was about to fall on the top of Dugu Qimu's head, the Dugu Qimu did not move at all, his eyes looked indifferently at the falling giant claw, and suddenly opened his mouth and let out a loud shout.

"Roar!"

Dugu Qimu's hair was all open, his sleeves and beard were floating towards the back of his head, like an angry god, he let out a loud roar, and all the monks present felt trembling in their hearts, and instantly lost consciousness, and they couldn't mobilize any spiritual power in their bodies, and they fell to the ground one after another.

With a roar, a white flame erupted from Dugu Qimu's mouth, instantly growing larger, turning into a huge fire dragon towards the golden-winged Dapeng.

The white flame froze instantly, and all the people felt a chill to the bone, it turned out that this white flame was not an ordinary flame at all, but some kind of extremely powerful cold flame.

The falling golden-winged roc was instantly engulfed by the cold flames, and then a thick layer of ice instantly floated on the surface of the body, which instantly spread to the whole body, and was frozen in the air, turning into an ice sculpture dapeng.

"Bang!"

Then the ice sculpture burst open, turned into pieces of broken ice, and flew away in all directions.

Nangong Ping shook his body, his face was pale for a while, and then he spat out a mouthful of blood with a "poof".

Dugu Qimu disappeared in place in an instant, Nangong Ping's face changed, and as soon as his body moved, he was about to leave, at this moment, there was a ripple in the surrounding space, and Nangong Ping felt that his body could not move, and then in the surrounding space, a dense array of thousands of ice swords suddenly appeared, stabbing at Nangong Ping's body from all directions.

Nangong Ping's eyes flashed with coldness, and a smooth silver ruler had already appeared in his hand, and then he threw it into the air, and the silver ruler instantly transformed into a huge silver lotus, wrapping Nangong Ping's figure in it, and the twelve lotus leaves turned into silver lotus, and went in all directions.

"Bang bang bang!"

In the sky, there was a constant sound of ice swords and silver lotus colliding, and the space trembled, and the aura of heaven and earth became violent and abnormal.

And at this moment, above the huge silver lotus, the figure of Dugu Qimu suddenly appeared, holding a quiet and transparent transparent flying sword in his hand, the flying sword shook in the air, and instantly turned into a giant sword dozens of zhang long, flashing in the void and slashing towards the huge silver lotus.

"Click!"

The giant sword swung down, and the space was torn apart in an instant, and shocking black cracks appeared, and the giant sword was like the sword of heavenly punishment, with the irreversible power of heaven and earth, and slashed towards Nangong Ping's head.

Nangong Ping's face changed, and he practiced the pinching technique with both hands, and one by one mysterious and abnormal runes appeared in the sky, falling on the silver lotus outside, and on the surface of the silver lotus, one after another mysterious and abnormal runes appeared in an instant, and at the same time, they spun up and turned into a giant lotus with a radius of dozens of zhang, ready to resist this earth-shattering sword.

"Boom!"

The giant sword slashed down on the silver lotus, making an earth-shattering roar, and in the sky, a black crack hundreds of zhang long appeared, and the entire Ziwei City was in a sensation, countless buildings collapsed, and a huge spiritual storm swept out, engulfing the nearby monks in an instant, and it was wiped out in an instant.

Li Hui only felt that the tall building he was in shook violently, swaying and falling, and at this moment, a faint light curtain suddenly appeared in front of him, and in a flash, it stabilized, and then the light curtain quietly retreated.

Li Hui glanced back at Yun Dui, but saw this guy with a hippie smile in Pingrì, his face was also dignified and abnormal at this time, staring at the place where the two were fighting, and hurriedly turned around to continue watching the battle.

The giant sword slashed down, the silver lotus pieces shattered, Nangong Ping's figure retreated quickly towards the rear like a meteor, and Dugu Qimu was also shocked, stepping on the void and retreating more than a dozen steps backwards, and the giant sword had already collapsed.

But soon, Dugu Qimu stabilized his figure, and then a trace of coldness flashed in his eyes, and he suddenly disappeared in the void, chasing after Nangong Ping, who was still flying backwards.

"Don't deceive people too much, do you really want to kill them all today?"

At this moment, a faint voice came from afar, and then a thin yellow line appeared in the sky, seemingly slowly and abnormally advancing forward.

But in the next moment, the thin yellow line had already appeared hundreds of feet ahead, and where it passed, the space seemed to be distorted and became blurry.

Dugu Qimu's figure quietly appeared in mid-air, but his face became dignified and abnormal, and the magic of his hands continued to change, forming a solid ice wall, and at the same time, his body quickly retreated, and more than a dozen ice walls were laid in front of him in an instant.

The thin line of pale yellow sè was instantaneous, but it was like cutting tofu, easily chopping up the ice walls, and constantly pushing forward.

The last ice wall shattered, turning into a little spiritual light and dissipating between heaven and earth, but the thin line of pale yellow sè still chased towards Dugu Qimu with undiminished momentum.

"What, does Ziwei Palace want to win with more?"

Another deep voice came from behind Dugu Qimu, and then a bearded man in a black robe appeared in mid-air, like a fierce lion, raised a huge fist, and suddenly threw a punch forward.

A mountain-like fist shadow burst out, and then the bearded man immediately threw another punch, and suddenly this fist shadow superimposed on the previous fist shadow, becoming even more turbulent.

The bearded man immediately threw another punch, and the three fist shadows were superimposed, like a big mountain, and struck towards the thin line of pale yellow sè.

"Boom, boom!"

The shadow of the fist collided with the thin line of pale yellow sè and instantly collapsed, but then the next shadow of the fist had already struck and collided with the thin line again.

And the thin line was slowly becoming slowly blurred, and three fist shadows in a row finally crushed the thin line and dissipated between heaven and earth.

In the void opposite, a figure flashed, and the person who came was an elegant scribe about forty years old, with fair skin, wearing a green robe, but in his hand was holding Nangong Ping, who was shot out by Dugu Qimu's sword.

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