Over the years, Yang Zhao has also thought about revenge, but it is undoubtedly an impossible task to track down a killer who has escaped the law.

And today, God made a joke and sent Yang Zhao's most anticipated goal to his eyes.

At the same time, he was given the worst background - an encounter, an encounter without any preparation!

Yang Zhao didn't think about dressing at all, he had already focused all his attention on the other party, at this time, after making up for Yu Ji, he was at the peak of his state, and the two Blood God Son puppets were also secretly on standby, ready to launch a thunderous attack at any time.

His gaze seemed to penetrate the layers of veil sleeves, staring at the blurred face of the Butterfly Fairy, and said with a cold smile: "Butterfly Fairy, meet again!"

"Again?" Yang Zhao's unique neutral voice was full of confusion: "Ghost Shadow Daoist, right, although I am also looking for you, but, have we met before?"

Yang Zhao's fierce momentum was immediately suffocated, and at this moment, the other party giggled, but his figure had disappeared.

The next moment, a sharp true breath stabbed from Yang Zhao's side, and at the same time, the other party's special but beautiful voice came from his ears.

It's just that at this time, there is more girlish coquettishness and naughty in the voice.

"Remember, didn't we play a little game of chasing and killing?"

Yang Zhao reluctantly avoided this true breath comparable to a sharp sword, and smiled on his lips: "The butterfly fairy has a good memory! The kid was taken care of by the fairy at the beginning, but he has missed it very much in the past few years!"

Between the words, the yin fire in the body, centered on the purple void primordial infant, flows and transpires, and the qualitative is more obscure and unpredictable. He slapped it with one palm, and the surrounding air became dozens of times hotter!

The power of this palm is like luring the ghost fire from the depths of hell into the world, even if the place is wet all year round. The water was abundant, but it still couldn't withstand the fire, and the nearby branches and leaves immediately withered and cracked, and some even flashed and burned.

The subtle light of the fire flickered and flickered, and it was very dazzling in the darkness.

Under the urging of this ubiquitous heat. The fluctuations in the atmosphere are abnormal, and the next step of the butterfly immortal will not be able to escape.

After a light sigh, her figure suddenly appeared and disappeared, this time ...... Head!

Yang Zhao was about to change his tactics to deal with it, but his heart moved, and his hand slowed down for half a beat, and at the same time, a sonorous sword sound poured into his ear drum.

The purple light flashed, and the delicate body of Yuji, who seemed to be unbearable and soft on the side, ejected. The purple sun divine sword in his hand shot with aura, and when he was about to come out, the sword intent turned round, and the sword light was gathered into a purple and restrained light bead, and it flew out of the air.

"Yuan Yang Zhu?"

Butterfly Immortal and Yang Zhao were amazed at the same time in their hearts.

A female cultivator who is full of yin qi can actually use the high-level method of pure yang sword qi, which is not only profound. There must be special tricks that outsiders can't understand.

And the power of this Yuan Yang Bead should be very impressive.

Yang Zhao was amazed. It's another joy, and to have such help, it is naturally beneficial and harmless for him.

Yuanyang Zhu Sudu doesn't seem to be surprising, but she is stuck at the key point of the butterfly immortal escape action, so she must be unavoidable. In the face of such a blow, the sleeves of the butterfly fairy yarn were slightly folded. A slender finger pointed out, right in the center of the Yuanyang Pearl.

Yu Ji's delicate body was shocked, her true breath flowed, and she held the Ziyang Divine Sword and drew small and perfect concentric circles in the void one after another.

The concentric circles get smaller and smaller the more you draw. In the end, it was condensed to a point, and Yu Ji's body was also supported by the full true breath, and slowly rose.

But at this time, Excalibur couldn't stop trembling.

Yang Zhao couldn't see Hua Butterfly Immortal's expression clearly, but the other party's calm and gentle body movements showed that she still had more than enough. Yang Zhao's eyes flashed fiercely, and he was about to launch another wave of offensive, but when the yin fire was rising and falling, he heard the butterfly immortal say: "Stop!"

The words fell, her hand shrank and flicked, and Yuan Yangzhu was between this shrinkage and flick, deflecting Yu Ji's qi connection, flying out diagonally, hitting a big tree surrounded by several people, the fire flashed, and the blazing white light swung out unscrupulously.

This dark environment is almost equivalent to an exploding sun!

By the time the eyes got used to it, the tree had already been burned to the point that it couldn't even be found with ashes.

Yang Zhaobu's prohibitions around him were also stimulated, and thousands of fine qi machines gathered together, and the vitality swelled, as if it was a black curtain that was stretched out, blocking all the violent light and shadow effects, so that people could not see the changes here for miles.

Yang Zhao finally froze his figure.

It's not that he really listened to the words of the Butterfly Immortal, but that while the other party was flying Yuan Yang Zhu, his delicate body swayed extremely subtlely, and he actually gave birth to a sense of emptiness between square inches, and even pulled the qi machine, almost making Yang Zhao fall out.

Yang Zhao had to stop!

Over there, after Yang Zhao made up for it, Yu Ji used such a powerful method as Yuanyang Zhu, which was obviously very difficult.

At this time, she was standing on a branch that grew horizontally, and the darkness could not block the sight of everyone present, Yang Zhao could see it clearly, the water on her bare skin was faint, occasionally connected into beads, rolling down the smooth skin.

On the inner thighs of the slender thighs, the body fluids left behind are also slowly dripping, which makes people pay more attention to her parts.

This is enough to make most women in the world ashamed to death, but Yu Ji has a calm face, just unconscious.

This is not a coquettish debauchery, but a calmness after calm concentration.

Yang Zhao found that compared to the Ding Furnace that was at the mercy of others just now, he seemed to appreciate this female monk who was holding a sword against the enemy.

This may be the biggest difference between her and when she fled to the Phantom Palace.

Being frustrated by the Butterfly Immortal, and because Yu Ji was distracted, Yang Zhao felt that it was difficult for him to raise his momentum again.

He took a deep breath and said downhill to the donkey, "What does the butterfly fairy have to say?"

"It's nothing, I just want to apologize!"

In the understatement, the butterfly fairy just let go of the gauze sleeves that had been covering her face.

Yang Zhao's pupils dilated slightly, and to be honest, he was quite surprised.

This is not like the face of a killer, the clean and fair face, the air of beauty rushes to the face, perhaps the outline is a little strong, diluting some of the bright colors of women, but the eyebrows are crooked, and they are warm and warm.

It's just that her lips that are always smiling are smeared with a faint layer of ice blue lip gloss, which clashes with her slightly masculine silhouette, showing strength in gentleness, and rebellion in peace, which is unforgettable at first sight.

She may be the most unshelf-free master monk in Yang Zhao's memory, at least on the surface, she smiled and nodded: "The hand I made first, it was me who was wrong!"

Perhaps because the ice blue lip gloss was too conspicuous, Yang Zhao was a little unable to react for a while. And after that wanton smile, I saw her slowly closing the slightly messy gauze sleeves, showing a relaxed and relaxed posture, and the taste that came out between her lips was also this taste.

"But I just want to see how powerful a man like you is!"

"Huh?"

The butterfly fairy glanced upwards and swept over Yu Ji's naked body, with a smile on her face, and even a little naughty. (To be continued......)