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The white light was more than three zhang long, straight as a javelin, and it came extremely fast, and almost in the blink of an eye, it appeared less than two zhang in front of Yun Qiyou. Yun Qiyou's eyes froze, and with a strange sound of hazel, the seventh string on the Demon Suppression Guqin was pulled, and then a wave of qi rushed out from the strings, forming a powerful aura energy in front of Yun Qiyou, and the sudden white light seemed to be blocked by a mysterious force

was immediately blocked out of the aura. The Demon Suppression Guqin and the white light were stalemate for about two or three breaths, and suddenly, a white figure slowly fell from the sky, grabbed the end of the white light that was fixed in front of Yun Qiyou, and shook his hand, and the white light that was as straight as a javelin immediately softened, and it turned out to be a long three

A long white whip with more than enough!

The woman was armed with a long whip, as fast as lightning, and attacked Yun Qiyou from all different directions.

The clouds begged and flew with their eight fingers, and the beautiful sound of the piano turned into a thunderous sound, piercing through the golden stone, and in an instant, countless spatial qi blades appeared, shooting towards the woman holding the long whip.

The woman's Taoism was simply ridiculously high, a long whip was dancing in her hand so exquisitely that all the spatial qi blades could not get close to the radius of her body at all, and they would be shattered or swept away by the divine whip with a speed like lightning.

As the woman danced the long whip, the wind suddenly raged around her, and countless small cyclones appeared, and the whining wind almost covered the sound of the chaotic battlefield.

After only about half a pillar of incense, the woman suddenly stopped moving and put away the long whip.

Yun Qiyou's hands also pressed on the strings violently, all the sounds disappeared in an instant, and her eyes focused on the mysterious woman in front of her.

This woman is very beautiful, with a beautiful face like a virgin, and there is nothing to find fault about her figure, and her white and young cheeks seem to have an aura of looking down on the world.

However, this beautiful woman's hair is white, like the purest snowflakes.

Yun Qiyou stared at the woman in front of her, she had seen that this woman was also present when she rescued Qin Fanzhen.

"No tears. ”

Yun Qiyou's mouth slowly said these four words.

Wanyan fell on the trunk of the tree without tears, and his bright eyes like autumn water were also looking at Yun Qiyou. She said lightly: "You are Yun Qiyou, you are worthy of being the heir of Yun Yazi's predecessors, and you really have it." In the rhythm of music, you can already enter the room. A song of liver and intestines is broken, where to find a bosom friend at the end of the world. Looking at the whole world, I'm afraid that except for the old-timers of Yunyazi, no one can be in music

One is better than you. ”

For this kind of praise, Yun Qiyou did not have any pride or joy, but his expression became more and more calm.

Ye Xiaochuan had also talked to her about no tears before, Ye Xiaochuan's evaluation of this woman was quite high, if it was to fight alone, these human cultivators in the Black Forest, I was afraid that no one could be an opponent without tears.

Just now, he took advantage of the powerful spiritual power of the demon suppression guqin, so he blocked the whip of the acacia, and if it was a head-on connection, he was not completely sure.

She said slowly: "The tearless fairy is overrated. Senior Brother Ye highly respects the fairy's Taoism, and the fairy's Taoism is only afraid that he has reached the realm of heaven and man. ”

"Giggles!"

Wan Yan suddenly laughed without tears and said, "Ye Xiaochuan, that guy has such a high opinion of me, it's really rare." ”

In the laughter, he couldn't help but look up at Ye Xiaochuan, who was fighting with Yu Linglong.

She suddenly laughed several more times.

Twenty days ago, Yu Linglong and Mo Xiaoti were still planning to borrow Ye Xiaochuan's knife to kill themselves, but Yu Linglong herself was entangled by Ye Xiaochuan, and it seemed that she couldn't hold on for long.

As a senior sister, Wanyan had no intention of saving her fellow junior sister without tears, but just looked at Yu Linglong with a smile, and seemed to be in a good mood.

Wan Yan Wu tear suddenly appeared, which surprised Ye Xiaochuan and the others, Ye Xiaochuan knew very well that Yun Qiyou was definitely not Wan Yan Wu Tear's opponent, and was about to leave Yu Linglong to help, but found that the two women below suddenly stopped fighting.

This distraction gave Yu Linglong a chance to breathe, and the purple mangs of Acacia lit up, and they actually counterattacked Ye Xiaochuan several times, forcing Ye Xiaochuan to retreat.

When Ye Xiaochuan was about to reorganize the offensive, he saw that Yu Linglong was divided into ten, and these clones threw out the acacia in their hands at the same time, Ye Xiaochuan didn't know which was Yu Linglong's real body in an instant, and with a twist of his wrist, he shook all the acacia that shot away.

At this time, Yu Linglong had already fled dozens of feet away.

She didn't seem to care at all about her left arm, which had turned into a bloody arm, and chuckled: "Ye Gongzi, why don't you have a little pity for the jade, how can you treat the little woman roughly, the little woman will die in your hands, this is not good." ”

Ye Xiaochuan snorted and laughed loudly: "Hehe, you demon girl didn't laugh at this time, if you have the ability, let's continue to fight for three hundred rounds!"

Yu Linglong's eyes were like silk, and she made an extremely charming gesture, and said with a smile: "The slave family was not lightly injured by Gongzi today, and he will take care of his body another day, let alone three hundred rounds, even if it is three thousand rounds, the slave family will accompany him to the end, I just hope that when the time comes, Ye Gongzi will not be as rude as he is today." ”

"Shameless witch!"

Yang Shijiu's fiery temper was the most despised by these coquettish female disciples of the Hehuan faction, and he scolded, and prepared to hunt down Yu Linglong with the Qingfeng Sword. As a result, he was stopped by Du Chun.

Yu Linglong can't beat Ye Xiaochuan, but there is still no problem in beating Yang Shijiu, one is in the realm of spiritual silence, and the other is at the peak of the out-of-body realm, which seems to be only a little worse, but there is an essential difference.

At this moment, the battle between the warriors of the Flying Feather Clan and the Elven Clan around the altar also entered a stalemate stage, and without the help of the Demon Cult cultivators and those poisonous bees, the Elf Clan finally stabilized the situation after sacrificing about hundreds of clansmen.

The elven clan's magic feather arrows were too powerful, and the flying feather clan suffered a lot of losses, and when the offensive was blocked for a while, the feather emperor asked its allies for help.

The disciples of the Demon Sect still have an advantage, especially after the sudden appearance of Wan Yan Wuxi, this advantage has been expanded again.

Feng Tianqiong did not plan to attack with the disciples of Cangyun Sect in this painless long-range attack, and planned to attack the altar of the elven clan separately.

Unexpectedly, at this moment, more than a dozen golden rays of light shot from the southwest, and then a solemn Buddha horn sounded in the night sky.

"Amitabha, good, good!"

The faces of the Demon Sect disciples changed slightly. Qu Xiangge hummed: "It turns out that the bald donkey of the Jiaye Temple is also here!"