Chapter 1916

A silver silk, when Jing Yanyan's sword is bound.

Suddenly, a bloodstain was drawn on her shoulder.

Blood gushed out, instantly dyed red. She took a plain robe.

Jing Yanyan eats pain, and her sword moves are more and more fierce.

Under the fury, Xuanli surged and surged in this instant.

Splashing up, shaking open the bound silver.

The next moment, Jing Yanyan towards the direction of the night clear down and go.

However, Jing Yanyan's sword is just approaching.

The night was clear, and suddenly disappeared in the air.

Jingyanyan sword a meal, release the perception, look vigilantly around.

"Cluck, cluck..."

A burst of pleasant and clear laughter came leisurely.

Jing Yanyan immediately turned around and followed the reputation.

I saw night Qingluo standing at least 20 steps away from her, smiling.

"I'm a man who always pays me back. If you hurt me, I have to pay back."

Her slender fingers, touched out a handkerchief, gently wiped the blood out of her shoulder.

The look on her face was calm and enchanting.

Jing Yanyan tightens the Jingguang sword.

This woman is really amazing!

As she said, she's a man who will report his revenge.

If you can't kill her today.

So Surely she will revenge today!

Jing Yanyan's eyes are cold, bursting out a strong killing intention.

"If you are a good one, I'd like to see if you have any life. You must report it!"

Jing Yanyan has been playing a full energy, their own Xuanli, also broke out to the extreme.

The Jing light sword in the hand is more and more fierce.

One move in one form, like the surging tide.

The surrounding air seems to be affected by the mysterious force, forming a twisted void vortex.

This time, the night clear falls also dare not to be too unduly.

The xuanjie of Jing Yanyan is on top of her.

What's more, she has no way to promote xuanjie by force and compete with her.

After a few moves against each other, ye Qingluo can only rely on his own footwork to avoid Jing Yanyan's attack.

And every time you dodge, you have to change an angle.

As time went on, the night was clear and falling, and I felt a bit of strain.

Jing Yanyan eyes light a bright, in the hands of the offensive, but also in this moment, accelerate skyrocketing.

Seeing Jing Yanyan's sword spirit, he cleaved again.

There is no way to resist the powerful force of the night.

The only way to do this is to move quickly away from the body.

She gathered her spirit and was alert to the changes in the air around her.

Immediately, the steps move, and in a moment, they have been standing behind Jing Yanyan.

She pinches the Yan fan tightly, decisively hands, and sticks the fan to Jing Yanyan's neck.

In this moment

Yan Yan fan is only half a palm away from Jing Yanyan.

Jing Yanyan suddenly returns to her mind, raises a palm, and hits the chest of night Qingluo.

Then, strong sword spirit, overwhelming pressure.

Night Qingluo chest a sharp pain, the body was forced to fly backwards out.

It's easy to stand on the sword.

Damn it!

This scene Yan Yan, unexpectedly once again saw her footwork track!

The night is clear, the expression is dignified, the half squint Mei Mou, refracts the cold awn.

At this time, the night is too late to leave again.

The speed of the sword shadow was so fast that she had no chance to react.

"The night is clear, run! Don't you run well? " Jing Yanyan sneered and began to sneer.

In her opinion, Yeqing is doomed to die under her sword moves!

At this time, the spirit is gathered in the shadow of the sword

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