She said, and looked at the sword in the hands of the second palace master.
"How do you know that this weapon is not the weapon of this palace?"
The night Qingluo shook the flame swallowing fan and pressed against his jaw: "the long sword is wide in body and thick in handle. There is too much dirty and bloody smell on it It's not like a woman's weapon. "
She raised her eyebrows and continued with determination: "this sword should be someone who values the second palace master. Give it to the second palace master and protect it..."
Just now, the two palace masters were suspended in the air.
When we create all kinds of strong pressure.
This long sword is steady and steady, and stands in front of the two palace masters.
It is also because, aware that the sword is not like the weapon of the second palace master.
Only when the night is clear can we shoot down the sword.
Sure enough.
As she guessed.
This second palace master is the source of most of Xuanli.
Because of the sword.
"A little girl who observes carefully!"
The second palace Master heard the speech, but did not continue to refute.
"She's looking for a cold sword," she said
The voice has just dropped.
The five fingers of the two palace masters opened.
A nine section long whip appeared in her hand.
After seeing the whip clearly, the guests around took a breath of cold air.
The whip, like the tide of black fog, constantly rolling.
Faint, at first appeared a lightning like streamer.
Make a "hissing" sound.
Is that a whip or a snake?
No matter how people look at it, they can't see clearly what the soft object under the fog is.
When Qingluo saw the weapons of the second palace master.
Her face, slightly a dark, deep eyes, more profound.
Whip
It's really a whip
She didn't read it wrong.
The face of the second palace master
Night Qingluo stares at the layer of black gauze on the main surface of the second palace.
Eyes burning, as if burning in general.
The second palace master is distracted by the wanton eyes of night Qingluo. She pinches the whip tightly and starts directly.
A strong air wave swept through.
The surging tide, once again diffuse.
The night clear falls the corner of the mouth to pull out a sneer, carelessly plays in the hand's swallowing flame fan.
At the moment when the second palace master's attack fell.
The body of the night is clear and falling.
The two sides are at war.
This time, nightfall did not take any form of combat.
But face to face with the master!
Strong air waves, constantly rolling in the air.
The dark sky, at this time more dark clouds, mixed with lightning and thunder, the atmosphere is very strange.
This way, it's hot.
Over there, you can't see the figures of both sides. You can only feel the boundless power of mystery. All kinds of guests are making a lot of noise at this moment.
A guest pointed to the two men at war, and his face was full of unbelievable expression: "I read it correctly Just now, I saw A flame fan? "
"The woman named night fall has a flame fan in her hand?"
"Yan Yan fan Isn't it the weapon used by the young hero of Xilan
"Yan Yan fan It seems that there is only one in the world
"Why in the hands of night fall?"
The appearance of the fan has aroused the suspicion of countless guests.
After all, the identity of yeqingluo is indeed a man of renown in Nirvana.
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