Chapter 468： Xiao Feng and Yao Yunqing (3)

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The black man raised his long sword in his hand, and fell facelessly. At this moment, Xiao Feng closed his eyes, and a cold face with a sigh of relief.

Sister, sorry, Big Brother can't help you anymore...

"Big Brother!!!"

Suddenly, an angry drink came from not far away, letting Xiao Feng shake his body and slowly opened his eyes...

Under the morning light, the white dress has already entered the eyes, and it is the woman’s angry and distressed look reflected in the man’s eyes...

"Sister, don't come over..."

Xiao Feng’s throat rolled a little, but he couldn’t make any sound. He could only look at the woman who stepped in with eager eyes.

"Nine days of dragon fire sword!"

The blazing breath flashed from behind, and the movement of the black man paused a little. At this moment, Mu Ruyue’s figure flashed into the eyes of Xiao Feng, and hugged his body to escape the fierce momentum. s attack.

She hurriedly took out a medicinal herb into the mouth of Xiao Feng, and immediately rose from the ground, and the cold eyes fell on the black man.

boom!

A powerful murder broke out, and the woman’s screams shone with fierce anger. She said in a word: "Injury the other, die!"

"Haha, just rely on you an innate senior?" The black man laughed wildly. "You are more vulnerable than your big brother!"

A small innate senior, even dare to speak out!

But after seeing the next scene, he was dumbfounded...

In the blue sky, countless elements gathered, all of them flocked to the white woman standing in the breeze.

Because the vitality is too strong and strong, a storm formed in the sky...

"This... what is going on?" The black man stunned, staring in horror at the icy Mu Ruyue.

No one thought that this thing is the little guy in the moon, who made a ghost. After feeling the anger of Mu Ruyue, he turned the anger into strength for her to absorb, but this kind of practice needs to consume too much power of himself, and it is not easy to recover these forces...

"Master Wushan, what is going on?"

Inside the palace, Xuanyuan looked at the shocking scene in the sky with amazement and turned to look at the old man beside him.

Wushan frowned and shook his head: "The specifics are not clear, but it seems that some people are practicing and absorbing energy."

"Cultivate?" Xuanyuan's eyes are full of shock. "Who's cultivation is so powerful? It can be so concentrated, it seems that this time the empire is not too flat..."

Wushan did not speak, looking at the distant sky and pondering it slightly...

Above the city street, Mu Ruyue looked at the black man through the rich fog. Suddenly, the black people had a bad feeling. Just wanted to start, the momentum of the woman climbed up.

Congenital perfection!

She actually broke through to the congenital perfection...

The black man's face sank a little bit: "Congenital perfection, a congenital perfection around the age of 19, so talent is indeed a peerless genius, but how can this be? I am a mysterious strongman, Nothing can be weaker than you."

He took back the shock that had just happened, and sneered at the whole body and then swept away toward Mu Ruyue.

The wind is blowing.

The woman stood quietly under the gust of wind, a blue silk and a sway in the wind, and the beautiful face seemed to be covered with a layer of frost...