Ning Yichen narrowed her eyes, looked at the experts around them, and looked back at Yan Qingqing. There was no emotion on the handsome face. He sneered and sneered: "Yan Qingqing, is this your assassin's mace? You are a man of the wind and cloud in Wuling mainland, so do you cultivate so many dark guards?"
Yan Qingqing was excited and didn't get angry. He still said with a smile: "Yichen, then try to see how strong their ability is."
With that, she was suddenly cold at the bottom of her eyes and roared, "kill!"
Her voice fell angrily.
More than twenty experts suddenly launched an attack, and their every move was powerful and hit the hearts of the people.
Lin Yunxi asks long yetian to come out. She is about to give birth. She must not move her fetal Qi and hurt her daughter.
Today, whether the east wind can overwhelm the west wind depends on today's war.
Yan Qingqing looks at long Yitian suddenly and frowns. Then he looks at Lin Yunxi and Lin Yunxi. They stand together. They are a perfect couple.
Yunxi, the demon king, has a peerless appearance and is amazing. It really deserves its reputation.
Between the surging wind and clouds, the powerful pressure, the distant roof, the sudden light, reflected a fight.
In the shadow of the sword, long yetian carefully protects Lin Yunxi in his arms. With a pair of deep bloodthirsty eyes, he looks at the people who are besieging them coldly. The speed is fast.
Ning Yichen is the same. He has just recovered from a serious illness. His cultivation has not fully recovered, but his cultivation is also superb. It is more than enough to deal with these dark guards. He also carefully protects Yan Jiaojiao and will never let her be hurt.
At his feet, there was a meteor at a fast pace. He had the momentum of cutting the mess with a quick knife. He was quick in his eyes and hands and took the fatal place of the other party. However, with the Kung Fu of a cup of tea, three people in black fell to the ground and died.
Yan Qingqing frowned and looked at Ning Yichen's attack speed and strength. She narrowed her sharp eyes and detoxified his poison.
Her face was as cold as ice. She looked at Yan Jiaojiao. Over the years, her cultivation was much more exquisite than that year.
"Ah..." suddenly, a dark guard screamed and fell to the ground. Her eyes blinked. Looking at long ye, who was decisive and ruthless, a bad premonition suddenly rose in the bottom of her heart.
With the devil, she has little chance of winning today.
She couldn't see Ning Yichen protecting Yan Jiaojiao. She worked hard and acted vigorously. In a twinkling of an eye, she came to Yan Jiaojiao's face.
He attacked Yan Jiaojiao fiercely.
Yan Jiaojiao watched her attack herself, but she was right in the heart.
There is a saying that is good. Yan Qingqing is such a person.
She looked at Yan Qingqing, smiled coldly, and suddenly moved her figure to fight with Yan Qingqing.
Ning Yichen looked at the narrow peach blossom eyes and said, "Jiao Jiao, be careful!"
"Yi Chen, you don't have to worry about me." Yan Jiaojiao looked back at him in her busy schedule, and a confident smile arose from the corners of her mouth.
Yan Qingqing's talent, she knows that even if she practices day and night, she won't pass the twelfth level.
This is her talent, but her combat experience is not as rich as her. As soon as she shot, she saw her accomplishments.
Watching the two people worry about each other, Yan Qingqing is even more furious. He attacks Yan Jiaojiao very quickly, and the move is the fatal part of attacking Yan Jiaojiao.
After a few moves, Yan Qingqing became flustered and embarrassed.
And Yan Jiaojiao, the whole process with a charming smile.
Seeing Yan Qingqing in a hurry, she glared at Yan Jiaojiao. Her enchanting smile was the beauty of the city that all things lost color. It was extremely attractive and charming to her bones.
This kind of Yan Jiaojiao is her most jealous Yan Jiaojiao.
Yan Jiaojiao knew that Yan Qingqing had such a mind, so she kept such a look all the time.
"Yan Qingqing, years have passed, and that's what you are." Yan Jiaojiao's face showed a strange smile. She was very likely not her opponent, but after a long time with Yi'er, she had combat experience, angered each other, and was easier to show her feet.
"Hum! It's better to kill you than anything!" she was very angry every word.
She wants to control everything. No one can stop it. If anyone wants to stop it, she will kill who?
She even dared to kill Ning Yichen, not to mention Yan Jiaojiao, who she killed once.
With this strength in her heart, she fought more and more fiercely, but her moves became more and more chaotic. She only wanted to kill Yan Jiaojiao, and she wanted nothing else.
However, the more so, the more difficult it is to control Yan Jiaojiao's cultivation.
Yan Qingqing saw one of his own dark guards, half dead, and was shocked!
With the addition of long ye, these dark guards are not their opponents at all.
damn!
It's a miscalculation that the devil will be here.
When she was distracted, Yan Jiaojiao, a sudden wind force, attacked in an instant. Her messy bun was blown away in an instant, and the whole person looked more and more embarrassed.
The body also involuntarily retreated a few steps.
"Ah..." Yan Qingqing looked at Yan Jiaojiao in surprise. Her accomplishments were almost the same as her own.
But she always felt powerless. Looking at the exquisite face and beautiful appearance, she just wanted to kill her quickly. Unfortunately, she was in a hurry and couldn't deal with her.
She glared angrily, restrained her mind, and looked at Yan Jiaojiao intently. The attacking hand in her hand became unpredictable.
Yan Jiaojiao looked and frowned slightly. When she was wondering, ice needles as thin as hair came at her like ox hair.
Ice power, she was surprised that she could cultivate ice power.
Yan Jiaojiao responded cautiously in an instant.
Although Lin Yunxi is protected by long yetian, he can pay attention to Yan Jiaojiao's every move at any time.
When she saw those ice needles as thin as hair, her eyes narrowed slightly. The ice power of Yan Qingqing had been practiced to the point when the fire kept green.
"Ah..."
Just when Lin Yunxi was confused, Yan Jiaojiao couldn't avoid it. Several ice needles quickly pierced her body, and she gave a scream.
An extremely cold breath swam in her body, making her seven tendons and eight veins seem to explode.
Yan Qingqing suddenly looks at Yan Jiaojiao with pride. As long as the ice needle enters her body, she will live rather than die.
"Jiao Jiao, be careful. Her ice power is very poisonous. After the ice needle reaches the body, it won't melt. It will swim away with the heart pulse and seal the blood quickly." Ning Yichen was entangled by four people in black. She couldn't pass, so she had to remind loudly.
Lin Yunxi was shocked when she heard this. It was the first time she had heard that she could cultivate ice power into highly toxic techniques.
"Ye, I'll save Jiao Jiao!" she said and quickly went out of long Ye Tian's arms. Her figure was illusory and real, and appeared behind Yan Jiao Jiao very quickly.