Blood dripped down, staining the simple and green blade of the sword, Fan Mingrun breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, but when he raised his head again, he suddenly found that the corner of the girl's lips in front of him was cold, and the cold and compelling meaning made people only feel a little weird and ridiculous. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

"You're not afraid of death?"

Fan Mingrun frowned slightly, he looked at the girl in front of him, the ancient long sword in his hand increased his strength again at this time, directly through the girl's soft chest, and said in a slightly cold voice: "I don't understand that you are already a person who is about to die, why are you still looking at me with such contemptuous eyes?"

"Because you can't kill me!" Ye Leng Leng raised his eyes slightly, his eyes narrowed into a thin line slightly, looking at the middle-aged man in front of him who had cultivated extraordinary, the corners of his mouth turned up slightly, and he said with some mockery: "What do you think I'm waiting for here to wait for? Waiting for you to stab me? Use your pig brain to think about why I'm waiting for you to stab me!"

Fan Mingrun was born in the Fan family's side house, although he is not a descendant of the Fan family, but he is from the Fan family in Yujian City, and his status is noble, how could he ever be so insulted?

I saw a hundred-meter glacier, from the time when his ancient sword cut off the water, thousands of blue ice had already fallen, completely freezing the entire Fan family's crowd into a crystal ice sculpture, when Ye Leng Leng raised his hand again, it seemed that the whole cold was completely evacuated.

"Boom!"

With a bang, more than a dozen ice sculptures completely burst in front of Fan Minh Run's eyes, decomposing into fine crystal particles and scattering them in the early autumn morning light. At the same time, Xu Qingyun rushed over with a white sword in his hand, and slashed at Fan Mingrun with a blow from Yangchun Baixue.

"I don't believe you can't die!" Fan Mingrun was sad and angry in his heart, his eyes were about to split, and the Xiu Wei who was sitting on the photo showed the most powerful sword momentum at this time. He didn't care about the sword momentum that Xu Qingyun slashed in, but just pulled out the ancient long sword in his hand suddenly, and turned around again and stabbed at the cold dantian in the night.

He doesn't believe that the dantian is broken, and there are people who can still live.

"You can't kill me, but I won't necessarily be able to kill you!"

The foundation building and cultivation at night are cold, and under the domineering vitality of the wedding dress, even in the face of ordinary sitting photos, they are not inferior. But in the face of Fan Mingrun's sword stabbing at her dantian, she didn't dare to take it lightly with arrogance, if the dantian was broken, even if she would die.

The frost ancient sword in her hand was too late to cut out the sword momentum, she had no choice but to fold the sword in front of her chest with her bare hands, two complex and strange secret techniques appeared in her mind, her mind turned, and her hands involuntarily played two spells in a short moment.

The wedding dress magic skill has three powerful Taoist secret techniques, and the bone-red petals scattered in the sky at the beginning of the Luocang Academy are for the cherry blossoms to rain, which is the most basic use of vitality. It's just that when there was a bloody battle on Changjie that day, in the time that Taixue was calm and calm for such a long time, Ye Leng Leng had already faintly figured out the second Dao secret technique.

Grafting.

"Die!" Fan Mingrun's eyes were cracked, his eyes were full of grief and murder, he would rather resist the sword behind Xu Qingyun, but also use the sword to completely kill the girl in front of him, the dozen or so people who died in the Fan family have already angered the face of the Fan family, and it is unforgivable.

But when Fan Mingrun's long sword slashed down and pierced deeply into the cold dantian of the night, there was a sudden sound of cracking and tearing. His eyes widened, his eyes full of shock and disbelief, for the girl in front of him was long gone, only the stumps of sawdust scattered in the sky.

"Damn! what the hell is this!" Fan Ming roared angrily, but at this time, Xu Qingyun's Yangchun Baixue had successfully slashed down, and the Yangchun Baixue, who had the sword intent of life and death, could easily break through the Yuan Qi defense of his sitting realm, and the sword blade had already pierced deeply in his chest.

"None of you want to leave today!" Fan Mingrun's face turned pale in pain, he directly turned around and slashed out a sword, the sword light grazed Xu Qingyun's chest, and a few wisps of red blood floated out, and when he was about to continue the pursuit, he suddenly felt a sharp pain in his chest, as if there was a burning and corroding feeling, which continued to spread throughout his body, and he couldn't help but say in a slightly trembling voice: "What kind of sword intent is this, it can actually corrode my Yuan Qi Dantian!"

The scorching and corroding of the sword intent of life and death is not only the endless burning, but also the overlooking devouring of the death sword intent. Fan Mingrun only thought about killing the two people in front of him, but the unbearable torment and burning in his chest made his face pale and his whole body couldn't help but tremble.

After calming down for a while, when he looked up, the two of them had already disappeared, his face was full of violent and fierce light, and he gritted his teeth and roared: "I, Fan Mingrun, will definitely break the two of you into pieces!"

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"Are you alright?"

Xu Qingyun looked at the pale night next to him, and said with some worry: "Why don't we rest first, I'm afraid you won't be able to hold on!"

"I'm fine. The little face of the night was cold and beautiful, pale at this time, without the slightest blood, but full of excitement flushed.

I can really use the grafting tree just now, the most mysterious way of this wedding dress magic skill, and it has the ability to break the law restrictions of space in a short period of time and replace your own damage. This kind of exercise is not only the ability to substitute death, but also the pursuit of the mystery of the law of space.

It's just that her current strength is still too low, and just now, when she had no choice but to use this kind of Taoism, she has already paid a heavy price for her whole person.

"Don't do such a dangerous thing in the future. Xu Qingyun frowned slightly, he looked at the somewhat weak Ye Leng in front of him, and said a little angrily: "I don't want our victory to be achieved by you using this method." ”

"I can't be killed. Ye Leng pursed her thin lips, looking at Xu Qingyun, who was a little angry, for some reason, she was slightly happy in her heart, she shook her head with a smile and said: "Qingyun, don't worry, I won't die!"

"It has nothing to do with whether you die or not. Xu Qingyun's eyes drooped slightly, his deep eyes stared at Ye Lengleng, and he said in a cold voice: "I just don't want to bleed when I see you." ”

Ye Leng Leng was slightly stunned when she heard this, she raised her beautiful little face, looked at her movingly, as if she was thinking about something, hesitated for a long time and finally said softly: "Okay, I promise you that it won't be like this in the future!"

Xu Qingyun breathed a sigh of relief, but just as he was about to say something, the more and more dense footsteps around him were gradually approaching, and he slowly picked up the branches blocking in front of him, and more than a dozen dead soldiers in black clothes were carrying out a rigorous search, slowly approaching them.

"Two sitting photos, eleven foundations, a bit tricky. He looked at the aura of several people in the crowd, his heart was a little depressed, and he said softly: "This time I will fully contain it, and you will look for opportunities!" (To be continued.) )