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For a short time, Qingyang recovered a lot. Although the pain was still the same, he stood up with a rough breath and walked out of the pit step by step.

He is also a young genius. He is very powerful, and he is also a strong man at the level of God hiding state.

Qingyang was a little tired, but still made a fighting posture.

Man light fallacy: "what's the difference between you and the dead?"

Qingyang breathed out a breath: "the first twelve people said the same thing, and finally they all died."

Hearing the speech, the man became cold and did not speak any more. His figure flashed and a bell came out of his body. It turned out that he was a magic weapon of the emperor's way. When he recovered, heaven and earth resonated and all kinds of methods converged.

The bells are humming and falling down.

Pen!

When the swords of the princes are cut down, the moves are as simple and direct as ever. However, the strength of each cut is different, either precipitated or profound, and the edge emerges.

Boom

The two attacks collided and the aftershocks spread rapidly.

Although Qingyang is strong, but as the man said, his state is too bad, plus just been oppressed by the emperor, his body is almost dry.

Although he blocked the man's blow, he was also hit hard, and his body flew again, and his blood gurgled.

The man was even colder: "younger martial brother of the black swordsman? But so it is. "

At this time, there was a voice in the air: "I want to play with such a funny thing!" The one who came down was a woman with straight features and thin red lips.

When looking at Qingyang, his eyes were very cold, and there was a look of pleasure in hunting.

The man frowned: "Duan's woman, this is the battlefield."

The woman chuckled: "so what? It's a pity if such a good man dies. Let me play. " The words seemed to discuss with him, but the manner did not seem to put the man in the eye.

She walked step by step, with a concave and convex figure, giving people a feeling of snake waist.

Obviously, he is not very good, but he has such a charming posture.

It's not like that all the disciples of Huang Sheng's palace have gone out of the palace.

The status of Duan's family in the holy palace is very special. Moreover, the cultivation of this line is even more terrible. Almost all the men who come into contact with them are dead, and the ones who survive are almost abandoned.

"Little brother and brother, you look so handsome!" she said with a smile

Qingyang gasped, trying to adjust himself, did not speak with her.

Finally, the woman came here and looked at the sword of the princes beside him. Her eyes brightened: "I like this sword. Can you give it to me?"

Qingyang looked at him coldly.

Whoa!

She took off her clothes, and yes, in full view of the public, everyone was watching.

That almost perfect posture is exposed on the ruins, like a piece of flawless jade, all revealing an attractive demeanor.

"What a bitch."

"Shh, do you want to die?" After two small remarks, there was no sound.

Beauty is death.

This sentence is used to describe a woman in the Duan family.

All the people in the holy palace know that.

Lincheng street, Dong Xiaoqing took a deep breath.

Behind her stood Xia Xiaoxiao and Qin Meng. Suddenly, she asked softly on the edge of Qin Meng's ear: "is it good-looking?"

Qin Meng subconsciously replied: "good looking Oh, hey, it's ugly. It's really ugly. It's not as good as you! "

Xia Xiaoxiao snorted coldly: "pay attention to your next speech." Immediately, she looked at Dong Xiaoqing: "sister Dong doesn't look worried at all?"

Worried?

If it's about the problem of being told and being covered up, she may be worried, but the woman obviously practiced some kind of martial arts, perhaps combining Yin and Yang, or absorbing Yang Qi.

In her opinion, if a woman wants to eat Qingyang through sexual intercourse, the dead will surely die her.

Over the years, Qingyang is definitely a great master on the road to engulf.

I don't know who will devour who later.

The woman twisted her posture and her smile became more and more brilliant. She leaned down and breathed like blue: "little brother, don't look at people like this! You see the weather is fine today. Although the environment is a little bad, don't you want to? "

Qingyang spits out a word coldly: "want."

The woman said, "good! So I'll do it? " As a matter of fact, she's already on the move, and she can't wait.

Her movements are skillful and light. In the blink of an eye, her steps have reached that step, that is, that step

Even the emperor frowned on such occasions and behaviors. If he had been an ordinary disciple of the holy palace, he would have slapped him.

"Little brother, you are big."

"Little brother, you have to refuel!"

"Little..." Just when she tried to attack Qingyang with Yin Qi, a powerful swallowing power poured out of Qingyang's body, which was the ability he realized in the swords of princes.The power of swallowing into the woman's body, like a wanton wind, constantly devouring all her.

The woman's face changed greatly and her face was pale. She showed a sense of horror. It seemed that she had never thought that a human race had practiced this evil power. She wanted to get rid of Qingyang, but the two were intermingled with each other and could not be separated.

It's getting faster and faster.

The woman snapped and said, "upright, do you dare?"

The people in the holy palace also reflected that although they didn't like Duan's family, as allies in their position, they couldn't help themselves.

The man's reaction is the fastest, and the bell is rapidly amplified, as if the mountain is pressed down. The magic power is around and gorgeous, almost shining on the sky.

At this time, the originally weak Qingyang suddenly jumped up, regardless of the man's killing, grabbed the woman's body and fell back.

The woman was frightened and angry. She was shocked by Qingyang's power of swallowing. She was angry that Qingyang dared to attack her. She began to calm down and fight back. The sea of Qi was buzzing and the Yin Qi was gushing out like a dragon.

Sensing the woman's counterattack, Qingyang is not flustered. His mind moves, and the swords of the princes enter.

The girl's pupil shrinks: "you..."

Qingyang sneered: "do you still want it?" He increased the frequency, and also increased the swallowing. In addition, with the power of the swords of the princes, the women could not resist it at all, and soon fell down.

She was so flustered that she said in a trembling voice, "no, please, little brother, don't you want to kill someone?"

Qingyang, expressionless, once again grabbed her to move, avoiding the man's second attack.

At this time, the emperor's voice came down from the sky: "do you want to die?"

In the streets of the ancient city, Qin Meng and Xia Xiaoxiao were stunned and exclaimed with one voice: "can this kind of skill still exist?"

Dong Xiaoqing breathed out a breath: "it's the power of the swords of princes. It's understood by him and then evolved. Over the years, he has been doing this all the time, but what he devours is demons."