"Not good!"

Jun secretly screamed with the wind, once these two people fight, they will definitely attract a lot of martial artists, he wanted to stop it, but his current situation is not optimistic, and he is still in the middle of losing his strength, and he is powerless to stop it.

"Bang!"

The two duel with one move, bringing out a violent storm, like the tide of the sea rolling, flying the surrounding tiles.

"Follow the wind, go quickly, I'll block her, there will be a lot of people gathered here soon. ”

Song Qianqian said very quickly, and her strange body technique was used, rushing towards Ji Xinyu at an indelible speed.

Jun Suifeng didn't hesitate, turned around and ran towards the other end of the alley, why did Song Qianqian help him like this, this thought had been around since he turned around, thinking about it, he still didn't understand.

"There's a fight over there, let's go over and have a look!"

The voice came from afar, so that Jun Suifeng froze, stopped, looked around, and found that the door of a house was hidden, and he didn't have time to think about it, so he immediately dodged and walked in, and closed the door at the same time.

"The most dangerous person is sometimes a safe place. ”

Jun whispered with the wind, he knew that this sentence was not absolute, sometimes it was like this, sometimes it was not, now he could only pray yes, after all, his strength was greatly reduced, and he was in a period of weakness.

The function of the lotus seed is to forcibly squeeze the original power of the human body, and to improve the cultivation for a short time, Jun Suifeng is not the kind of person who will only obey fate, while praying, sit cross-legged, and speed up the flow of the mysterious spiritual heart, and begin to heal, and recover as soon as possible.

Only in his heyday can he survive under the pursuit of countless martial artists of the same rank.

"Bang!"

A few minutes after Jun crossed his knees with the wind, a strong sword struck and lifted a corner of the roof where he was hiding, casting a cloud of gray sunlight.

Outside, the battle between the two has attracted many warriors of the forces, and the crowd is puzzled, how did the proud women of the two forces fight.

"Bell"

When the crowd was puzzled, the two had already made more than a dozen moves, and the moves were hard, not a single one of them was a false move, and the sound was constant.

"Song Qianqian, the seal of all races is about to be opened, and your identity can no longer suppress people, so I will kill you today, and it should be the interest of that matter. Ji Xinyu's moves were ruthless, attacking Song Qianqian's vital points everywhere, and Song Qianqian, who was beaten, retreated again and again, completely gaining the upper hand.

"It's up to you!"

Song Qianqian's face was gloomy, and she retreated quickly, she was very frightened, Ji Xinyu's strength was so strong, she did it with all her might, but the other party was at ease, obviously not using all her strength, which made her dare not despise it in the slightest, and put on the silkworm ice silk hand, and wanted to fight strongly.

Originally, the royal family was powerful, but the opening of the seal of the ten thousand races, this is a huge variable, countless race powerhouses will return to this land, the human race has always been, and those great holy lands will not care about the life or death of such a small force as the royal family, and maybe they will fall into the stone.

Song Qianqian understands everything, this type of power of the royal family, after the advent of the ten thousand clans, if it is not a vassal of others, it will definitely cease to exist, and the power of the Ji family can be low-key at any time, and few people are looking for trouble, which is also the sadness of the royal family.

Thinking about it, Ji Xinyu was holding a handful of Lingyue in his right hand, and his right hand was too void to be angry, the wind was violent, and the wind was torn over, Song Qianqian couldn't avoid it, the light in her hand was sheng, and a Taiji diagram faintly flashed, so as to resist and expel the swept gangqi.

"Song Qianqian, I'm really sad for you, today's royal family, talents are withering, and the younger generation is all rice buckets, and you are similar. ”

Ji Xinyu said indifferently, her voice was extremely harsh, and the blue light flashed all over her body, and she slashed with the strength of the spirit tree, with a blood-colored red light nearly a foot long.

Song Qianqian was not afraid, her jade hand clenched into a fist, emitting a dazzling light, and met the red glowing Lingyue.

"Bell!"

After colliding with Lingyue, the seemingly weak powder fist made a metallic clashing sound, bringing up a string of sparks, and the true qi turned into wind, rushing in all directions, and the warriors watching around felt a cool breeze sweeping in.

"The reason why I haven't produced a real talent in Feiyun Country for several years, don't you know it, it's that you mixed forces continue to oppress the poor talents, today, if I don't teach you a lesson, how can I be worthy of the four words Princess of Feiyun Kingdom. ”

While Song Qianqian spoke, the attack became even more fierce, and after the slender jade hand put on the silkworm ice silk gloves, it was invulnerable, invulnerable, and white with her bare hands, making her look incomparable and intimidating.

Jun Suifeng heard the sound of fighting outside, his heart moved, all forces really had friction, everything was just a superficial phenomenon, for what Song Qianqian said, he nodded helplessly.

In this universe, when the Holy Spirit was born from the source of life, there was no distinction between high and low, but with the development and evolution of Jinhua, gradually, this sentence became the self-comfort of those who were weak.

Bai Fei has firmly believed that there is no distinction between high and low, and never discriminates against the weak, but the vast majority of people in the world want to harm him, even if he kills the world, he still does not look down on anyone, he has the ability to destroy the world and crush the galaxy, but he is powerless to change this law.

Thinking of Bai Fei, Jun Suifeng found that he would always empathize, his mood became a little sad, he raised his head, revealed his perception, and observed the battle outside.

"Bang!"

After the two fought for more than a dozen rounds, Ji Xinyu's momentum suddenly climbed, the spirit Yue was blazing, and the true qi turned into Dao divine light, sprinkled down, and beat Song Qianqian out, but this was not over, the figure moved, and the spirit Yue turned into a red light that grew several zhang, soaring into the sky, and the momentum was extremely terrifying.

"Ji Xinyu is real, is she going to kill the princess?"

The crowd was shocked and quickly retreated, afraid that it would be affected by this knife, but their eyes were still staring at the battle situation. However, many people have begun to disdain, because the news that the Wan clan is coming is already known to the whole name, and the royal family is no longer so high, but the target of everyone.

"The peak of the eighth layer of the Spirit Mirror, you can take a step towards the ninth layer at any time!"

Song Qianqian's heart trembled, she couldn't imagine that Ji Xinyu was so deeply hidden, and there was such a powerful strength, but she never showed the mountain dew, and most people thought that she only had the strength of the five layers of the Spirit Mirror.

"Die, you should pay off your debts!"

Ji Xinyu was very indifferent at this moment, his expression was gloomy and scary, and the spirit in his hand waved down ruthlessly.

Song Qianqian closed her eyes, showed a satisfied smile, and said secretly in her heart: "Jun Suifeng, I also want to kill you and find a shelter for the royal family, but in the end I still didn't do it, and I saved you once, don't blame me!"

At this moment, she was tired and didn't want to resist, maybe this was a relief, she had carried too much in her life.

"Bang bang bang!"

Lingyue swung down, the boundless true qi sword, with a sharp edge, fell happily, the house was swept away, a series of explosions sounded, the field was filled with gunsmoke, and the wind and dust were rolling, making people unable to see the situation clearly.

"Is the princess dead?" someone asked.

"It should be dead, it's a pity, such a beautiful person, it's estimated that he is still a chick. Another martial artist Yin said with a smile, his gaze was very obscene.