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Suddenly, Princess Jincheng's eyebrows raised slightly, as if she had discovered something. Her wrist trembled slightly, and a magpie bridge like ice-blue rainbow bridge stretched across the clouds and stretched to the left front, as if there would never be an end.

Dozens of zhang away, a looming figure drifted with the tide in Jinlan, like a lonely boat that lost control in the stormy waves. The Queqiao Immortal suddenly spun, wrapped around the man's waist, and flew back towards Princess Jincheng.

Princess Jincheng's eyes are like two pools of deep and quiet autumn water, making it impossible to know her mood at the moment. But as the figure entangled by the Queqiao Xianni gradually enlarged in her eyes and became clear, the beautiful jade face finally inadvertently revealed a trace of nervousness.

The man was found, but the princess of Jincheng could not be sure whether he was dead or alive.

However, although the flesh and blood are blurred and life and death are unknown, at least he is not lost. This was beyond the expectations of Princess Jincheng.

She stretched out her lotus arm to wrap around Diao Xiaosi's waist, and her left hand couldn't wait to press on his vein.

I saw that the clothes on this kid's body had completely melted, and only the scarred dragon belt was still weakly wrapped around his waist, and it was this place that Princess Jincheng's arms were wrapped around.

There was not a single intact piece of skin on his body, and large chunks of muscle rolled and even turned into blood foam, revealing fragments of bones and twisted and twisted meridians.

His right hand hung low, and his blood-drenched fingers were clutching the Youquan short knife, which was also in line with this kid's consistent style of asking for money and not dying.

After a long time, Princess Jincheng finally sensed an almost imperceptible tremor in Diao Xiaosi's left wrist.

"It's all like this, this guy is still angry?" Princess Jincheng let go of her left hand in surprise, quickly took out three vermilion pills and stuffed them into Diao Xiaosi's mouth, which was bleeding out.

Her right hand pressed Diao Xiaosi's lower back, and a stream of cold demonic qi was continuously fed into her body, protecting his almost completely broken heart vein.

At this time, Princess Jincheng was keenly aware of a little abnormality in Diao Xiaosi's body. Although this guy is only in the realm of microscopic viewing, the true qi contained in his body is extremely mellow, and even far surpasses himself. It's a pity that he can't use it freely, otherwise he would never be so troublesome to clean up a second-generation disciple of Emei Ci'en Temple.

But fortunately, thanks to the protection of this strong cold air, he was not blown up by the true yuan set off by Monk Jianyong.

Rao is like this, the vitality in Diao Xiaosi's body has been extremely weak, and the internal organs are like a ruin washed by the huge waves and tsunami, and she can't feel the slightest vitality, if it weren't for the demonic energy she kept injecting and the three "Qinglian Chao Lu Dan" barely maintained, she would be a dead person at this moment.

At this moment, he suddenly heard the angry roar of Shichijiro in the distance: "Yaga!"

Princess Jincheng raised her eyes with cold eyes, and saw that one night Qijiro's long hair was scattered and fluttering like a dragon, holding the famous knife of Fusang "day and night", like a wild wolf rushing towards her!

The big sky mirror above his head slowly flowed, emitting a puff of cyan sparkle that chiseled through Jin Lan and split a avenue, and the fierce murderous aura shone on the cold sword and attacked Princess Jincheng.

Princess Jincheng made a decision immediately, and played a "Bailan Abyss Talisman" with her bare hand, and her delicate body was like a white cloud, and she fled in the opposite direction to Qijiro in one night.

"Uh-" An unfathomable black abyss unfolded in front of Shichijiro in one night, cutting off his path like a moat. In the abyss of the Black Hole, hundreds of dark winds swirled silently, like sharp blades of death, enough to strangle anyone or anything that stepped into it.

"Hum-" The light of the Great Sky Mirror soared into the abyss, and a cloud of green light lit up in the black abyss, spreading out like ripples in all directions, but it was cut to pieces by the raging and unruly wind Lan.

One Night Seven Jiro looked angry, he didn't expect this "Bailan Abyss Talisman" to be so tricky. By the time the mirror of the great sky turned into a deep abyss to melt Fenglan, Princess Jincheng was already dozens of miles away!

Thinking of this night, Shichijiro urged Zhenyuan, and the light of the Great Thousand Sky Mirror flashed again, and a beam of Qinghua shrouded his body in it. In an instant, the Great Thousand Sky Mirrors disappeared together with the Seven Jijiro of One Night in the cyan beam, as if they had completely merged into the void.

"Hum-" The bronze mirror trembled and the blue light flashed, and the figure of Shichijiro suddenly appeared behind Princess Jincheng, and the long blade of day and night was as sharp as a star, cutting straight into her vest.

Princess Jincheng didn't look back, and the Queqiao Xianni rolled out of her sleeve, staggering behind her, weaving a delicate and agile blue silk mesh towards the day and night.

One night Shichijiro's face was calm, and the long knife of day and night responded to all changes with the same attitude, fearlessly breaking into the blue light and shadow of ice.

The two magpie bridges are like willow silk flicking, like clouds and lanterns flying, and they are constantly wrapped around the blade of day and night.

With each twist, Shichijiro felt that the day and night in his hands would be heavier, and the speed of his forward speed would be affected, and he would gradually become stagnant.

"Uhhh

Brilliant golden light poured out from between the palm prints, transforming into ninety-nine eighty-one huge Buddha's hands in the air. Each Buddha's hand is made of less than two or two more than 300 runes, so as to derive all kinds of subtle changes, or such as the Buddha's fingers twisted or such as the King Kong sword, rigid and soft and yin and yang attack, continuous hit on the Queqiao Xianni.

"Bo Bo-" The streamer splashed everywhere, and the Queqiao Xianni couldn't help but tremble, and finally showed a trace of disorder.

Shijiro shouted loudly in one night and stabbed with a knife. The blade took advantage of the situation to push in, breaking through the blockade of Queqiao Xianni and reaching the heart of Princess Jincheng.

Princess Jincheng shook her body with her bare hands and suddenly accelerated forward, and the Queqiao Xianni violently fluctuated and took the day and night blade to the left, missing her vest and stabbing it on the waist.

"Huh?!" Seven Jiro in one night was shocked to find that as soon as his blade touched the white clothes of Princess Jincheng, it was like inserting into an endless sea of clouds, no matter how many feet or feet he advanced forward, it was always empty and unfocused.

However, his eyes were telling him that the snowy and cold blade had come to an abrupt halt on the white clothes as thin as cicada's wings, and he could no longer pierce half a minute!

On the one hand, there is the feeling that the blade is constantly deepening, and on the other hand, there is the scene in front of you, the two opposite feelings are extremely weird, but I don't know which one is an illusion and which one is reality?

Princess Jincheng snorted coldly, and pressed down a mouthful of qi and blood that was about to burst out, and the distance between her and Qijiro in one night was once again stretched to a distance of six zhang.

But this distance is almost negligible for the top masters who have comprehended the realm of sitting and illuminating.

Her spiritual platform warning signs are getting stronger and stronger, and although she has not hesitated to use the "Qingbi Wandering" body method at the expense of Zhenyuan, Shichijiro is still like a maggot with a bone in the chase.

At the last moment, a majestic and heroic whistle sounded in the distance, like a spring thunder sting through the silence of the wilderness, and suddenly flew thousands of miles away.

Princess Jincheng's heart is slightly cold, although she has not seen anyone coming, but listening to the howling sound, she will be a master of the righteous path nine times out of ten. Once he and one night Qijiro formed a front and back attack on himself, he was really lucky.

She suddenly changed direction, urging Qingbi's wandering body to the extreme, and in an instant, she opened a distance of more than ten zhang.

But this is still not enough, so that Princess Jincheng can save herself from the chase and kill. Seven times a night Lang shouted loudly, and a green light appeared in the mirror of the sky, like a lightning ****.

Princess Jincheng had no choice but to float sideways to avoid Qingmang. Only this was delayed for a while, and the "Po Sumeru Duoyin" shot by Qijiro in one night had already swooped down behind him.

At the same time, the long, masculine whistling continued for a long time, and it was rapidly approaching this place. Out of the corner of her eye, Princess Jincheng saw a burly man in black who seemed to be in the middle of a long wind.

However, no matter how dangerous the situation was, even if she was facing a desperate situation of death and no life, Princess Jincheng's face still did not show panic.

She twisted her waist and turned her left palm to shoot out, and a puff of blue ice almost froze the air, condensing into a wall of light in front of her.

"Bang Bang!" Eighty-one "Bhasumeru Seals" are like golden clouds urging the city, or light or heavy impact on the curtain.

The ice-blue curtain that seemed to be weak and couldn't help the wind suddenly changed, gushing out a thousand whirlpools, swallowing the golden Buddha's hands one by one.

"Bang Bang Bang-" The collision between the Buddha's hand and the vortex was in full swing, bursting with a beautiful brilliance, and the curtain gradually revealed deep cracks, and then slowly expanded until it cracked.

"Huh!" the blade of the day and night broke out of the cocoon, revealing from the shattered curtain of the gang, and slashed the princess of Jincheng.

Princess Jincheng waved out the Queqiao Xianni, like a Lingbo fairy dancing, with a graceful, light and elegant posture.

The two magpie bridges are criss-crossed and undulating, like a washed ocean to meet the long knife of day and night.

"Break!" "Broken!" Seven Jiro's face flashed with gold in one night, the blade suddenly turned black day and night, the knife momentum changed from masculine to feminine, and the illusion changed thousands of times to compete with the Queqiao Xianni short soldiers.

The two exchanged more than ten moves in an instant, and although the day and night long knife of Seven Jiro in one night could not break through the seamless defense of Queqiao Xianni, Princess Jincheng was also powerless to repel the other party.

At this moment, the man in black who had arrived unexpectedly had already arrived in the wind. His eyes were blazing, and he swept over Diao Xiaosi, who was in the arms of Princess Jincheng, and raised his thick eyebrows and said, "Look at the fight!" The tiger leaned forward and threw his arms.

When he punched out, he was still twenty zhang away, but before the words fell, he had already swept into more than ten zhang, and the divine light of the fist was like the tide of the sea, and it went straight to the seven times of the night!

Seven times in one night, Lang suddenly felt that he was in a stormy wave, and the strength of the opponent's fist was really rare in his life, and he immediately did not dare to directly hit his blade and wave the knife to cut off the stream, cut through the surging fist wind like a torrent, and flew five feet away and shouted: "Yours, what kind of work?!"

The man in black, Yuan Zhu Yue Zhi, stood in front of Princess Jincheng, looked at Qijiro in one night calmly, and replied loudly: "Kunlun Chizun Xia!"