Chapter 1717

Looking at the concubine under the body, eyes wide open, motionless death. "Who are you and who are you He turned his head. When the swordsman behind him jumped into his eyes, the first thing in his eyes was a touch of amazement.

The man was dressed in a dazzling red dress, and his whole body exuded a misty immortal spirit. His face, which was hard to distinguish between male and female, was full of evil charm. He seemed to see the man in red lifting his eyebrows and lifting his lips slightly, looking at him with a smile.

"Do you know who I am?" Feng Jiu asked, pressing his sword to increase his strength. He made a hole in his neck and exuded a trace of blood.

The pricking pain made the master of Chishui return to his mind. Looking at the man in front of him, he had a flash of light in his mind: "you, you are Phoenix nine!" According to Wen Fengjiu, he has a peerless appearance. He likes red clothes and holds the sword of green front. However, the person in front of him has a beautiful appearance when he wears red clothes. It is the sword of Qingfeng that presses on his neck. Who is not Fengjiu?

"Yes, now that you recognize it, you can die." Feng nine hook lips a smile, the cold light in the eyes, the sword edge a turn, instantly stab into his place of elixir.

"Hiss!"

At the last moment, the Lord of Chishui wanted to have a fight. But, unexpectedly, his aura of spiritual power could not be mobilized. What he had intended to avoid could not be avoided, and he received the sword.

He only felt that the green sword pierced his inner alchemy and destroyed his vitality, which made him want Yuanying to escape. Staring at her rigidly, the heart resentful and unwilling, unwilling to die, but, swallow at one breath, the whole person is still straight down.

Feng Jiu drew back his sword and sneered at the red water Lord, who was still in his grave. "Don't worry. Your son and daughter will soon be with you."

She turned and went out and said, "take his body and hang it to the gate of the palace."

"Yes." Two phoenix guards dodged in from the dark and dragged the bodies out.

Guan Xilin, who was guarding outside, saw her come out and said, "the two Feixian friars in the dark have solved the problem. You can go to the prince of Chishui."

"Well, let's go." She answered and took them to the next goal.

Prince Chishui is practicing martial arts in the martial arts training ground. Since he was humiliated by Xuanyuan empire that year, he came back and worked hard to improve his strength.

Seeing that Xuanyuan empire was about to be destroyed, he was excited. Destroy the Xuanyuan Empire, he will step on the Xuanyuan Moze under his feet! As for the Phoenix nine, who is said to be a Xuanyuan Moze woman, he also wants to find her! Lock her up and be his slave!

"Bang bang bang!"

A series of kicks, eight accompany practice dark guards one by one fell down, stuffy hum sound, half sound also did not stand up.

"Waste! Eight people are useless! " Chishui Prince's sleeve swung, sharp eyes swept to the eight people on the ground: "stand up and continue!"

Eight dark Wei Xiang stood up from the ground, feeling the loss of spiritual breath in their bodies. They were a little frightened: "Your Highness, your highness, your subordinates seem to have some strange body."

"Yes, so am I. It seems that psychic power can't make it up." Another said.

"Yes, so do mine." Another nodded.

"Hiss!"

The prince of Chishui chuckled: "how can my highness not feel it?"

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