Chapter 1989

The force of desolation and evil roared and swept across the sky.

The whole sky darkened in an instant.

Where the power passes, it is twisted and broken.

Qi Wushuang, Xu Wu, Lian Jieyan and others over there are stunned.

Wanqiao people are also in a daze.

Red clothes do not speak, but the eyes are flashing cold.

When the power breaks down, a long chaotic space appears in people's sight!

That's the result of a white night strike.

I'm afraid this chaotic area can't be recovered without three or five hundred years!

What terrible power!

Is that the strength of white night? But... He didn't seem to use Hong Bing just now, did he? Why can he have such terrible destructive power on his own?

The three people in Wanqiao are sweating.

They have no intention to find where the dregs of Lech are! One by one, they just fought back, how dare to touch the white night again.

"Lord in red, what's going on?"

Qi Wushuang's eyes are cold, staring at the red dress and asking.

It's thanks to the recklessness of Le Xu. Otherwise, Qi Wushuang is not sure whether he can take the white night move.

"This man is not as simple as you think." "The power he used just now is the legendary dragon sword power!" he said without expression

"What?"

All of us are dumbfounded.

Qi Wu's eyes were tight and his face was tense. "But I didn't see the shadow of the dead dragon sword. How could he motivate the power of the sword?"

The red dress did not say a word.

She actually knows why, but she dare not say.

She was afraid that after saying it, these people would be afraid of the white night and would not dare to fight it again.

"Don't look into the reason. You just need to understand that although the dead Dragon Sword power can be used in the white night, it is only very weak. Moreover, he does not have the body of the dead dragon sword. In fact, it is not strong enough!" Red Yi lifted catkin lightly and said, "now, we just need to do it. Take the white night, I will give you the abandoned God sword and Lihuang sword. Qi is matchless! If you have these two swords, why are you afraid of the dragon sword? "

The words fell to the ground, and Qi's eyes tightened a little.

It has to be said that red dress is still very good at controlling people's hearts.

This sentence directly refers to Qi's lifeblood.

But he was not impulsive, but glanced at the red clothes: "what? What do you mean by the words of the Lord in red

"Don't worry, I will help you! But I have to keep my strength. If the Lord of God's temple really comes, or the people from Shenji palace come, I can at least protect you Red cherry lips move gently.

Qi Wushuang snorted in silence. He seemed to be dissatisfied, but he nodded: "in that case, the Lord in red will be watching."

The voice falls, Qi Wushuang strides in the air and walks towards the white night.

"Brother Qi, we help you!"

Wanqiao, Qiying and JiangMo snow go forward together.

"You don't have to hurry up, surround and don't fight. Act according to circumstances!"

Qi Wushuang lowered his voice.

He didn't dare to ask him to be big, but this situation does not mean that it is advantageous for a large number of people to go together. After all, if there are so many Hongbing soldiers on the other side, they can't be stopped by too many people. Let the three of them look for opportunities around the white night. They can not only understand the weakness of the white night, but also frighten the white night. This is much stronger than rushing forward with their heads covered.

Hearing the sound, the three nodded in succession and immediately scattered around the white night to release the general trend.

The white night frowns and stares at Qi Wushuang coldly.

This man is more calm and vicious than his former rivals.

You have to be careful.

At night, his eyes were cold, and his pupils suddenly rose. He looked at Qi Wushuang.

"The art of truth?" Qi Wushuang immediately opened his eyes and was ready to use the art of truth.

But the next second... The space around me suddenly twisted.

"What?"

Qi Wushuang is slightly stunned, staring at the twisted surroundings and Wanqiao and others who are gradually losing their color, and suddenly realize.

"This is... Killing fantasy?" He cried out.

"Now, there's only one pair of you!"

The white night said coldly, and suddenly pulled up the abandoned magic sword and Lihuang sword and chopped it toward Qi Wushuang over there.

Qi Wushuang raises his palms and releases a golden surge of energy towards the attacking blade.

But before the energy approached, it was torn to pieces by the furious power on the abandoned sword.

Two terror soldiers cut through the void and cut to Qi matchless.

Whew!

Qi matchless's body exploded on the spot.

But not a drop of blood.

It's a separate body again!

It's a pity that Bai Ye Tong Li has been paying attention to Qi Wushuang's noumenon. In addition, this is a killing fantasy, and Bai Ye's insight into Qi matchless is even stronger.But seeing that Qi Wushuang has not yet emerged from the void, another cold light passes by and penetrates Qi matchless's body directly.

Whew!

Qi Wushuang spits out a mouthful of blood. The man retreats and looks. His chest is pierced by the night shining sword, and a big hole appears in his heart.

He retreated again and again, sealing the hole in his heart with his soul, staring at the white night.

Hold the two swords, and then use the air to control a sword.

At present, Qi Wushuang is fighting with three Hongbing soldiers!

However, what white night has is not only the power of three Hongbing soldiers.

He let go.

Whoosh! Whoosh!

Abandoning God sword and Lihuang sword also rushed out, and flew to Qi Wushuang fiercely.

Three great soldiers flew together.

And the white night did not stop.

He raised his hand and took out the air sword with the outline of the dead dragon sword. Then he cut the Qi matchless without politeness.

"Bad!"

Qi Wushuang's pupil shrinks, so he quickly raises his arm and splits forward.

Whew!

When the knife fell, the void in front of him was cracked and a space door was formed.

The spirit and destruction in the air burst into the gate and disappeared.

But when the gate is formed, it will heal immediately.

"Time back! Has the white night been on guard against me? "

Qi matchless has cold eyes, and people are also a little embarrassed.

And then...

whoosh!

In the white night, a Qi sword was cut down.

Boom!

The sword power of the dead dragon bursts out again, killing Xiang Qi matchless with the force of destroying the withered and decaying against the sky.

Qi Wushuang clenched his fist, and his face was extremely cold.

He wanted to, but it didn't work.

Abandoned God sword, Lihuang sword and Yeyao sword have completely blocked both sides of him.

He has no way to go!

In this killing fantasy, no one can save him!

But at this time, Qi Wushuang's mouth suddenly rose.

"Well?"

The dialogue over there was slightly stunned.

But Qi Wushuang suddenly steps forward and rushes forward. Unexpectedly, he bumps into the dead dragon's sword power with his body.

"What?"

The white night was taken aback.

Hearing Qi Wushuang roar, he raises his arm and looks forward.

Hua la... The sleeve under his arm suddenly enlarged and turned into a terrible pocket, swallowing all the sword power of the dead dragon.

"This is... The store of power?"

What suddenly dawned on the white night.

"Good! White night, don't think that I, the first disciple of the clan, has won a false reputation

Qi Wushuang laughs and then waves his backhand. A lot of dead Dragon Sword gas is emitted from his huge sleeve, which severely hits the three attacking Hongbing.

Dang! Dang! Dang!

Three deafening tremors burst into bloom.

All three soldiers were shocked by the terrible sword power of the dead dragon.

The attack of the white night was all broken.

"Good!"

"Brother Qi, this is a beautiful move

Wan Qiao and others outside clapped their hands.

Lian Jieyan almost fainted.

Red clothes did not speak, only looked at quietly.

After breaking the white night's move, Qi Wushuang turns around and looks at him indifferently, with a trace of disdain in his pupils.

"The number of Hongbing is just like this!"

"Is it really so?" White night asked.

"Well?"

Qi Wushuang frowned.

Suddenly, he seems to think of something, people suddenly look back.

However, the sword power of the dead dragon that he waved out did not dissipate, but scattered on his head, floating like a fog, which had not been diluted for a long time...

"what?"

Qi has no double pupil and shrinks violently.

"Don't forget, even if you save my power for your use, it's still my power, not yours!" White night light said, the voice falls, he raised his hand, pinched a sword formula.

"Down!"

The moment the sound fell to the ground...

whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh...

the fog formed by the sword power of the dead dragon instantly boils up. In an instant, the whole fog directly condenses into an endless sword rain, which pours down and covers Qi matchless.

Qi Wushuang is shocked. It's too late to dodge.

He wants to wave his arm and continue to hold these attacks with that cuff, but... It's too late!

His cuffs are not that big at all!

Moreover, in this light and fire stone room, the white night has been killed again, at the same time, three Hongbing are also urged to come.Qi matchless, no retreat!

It doesn't work to go back.

Even if split space to escape, now is too late!

Now he is in a desperate situation!

All the people outside were stunned.

Who could have thought that Qi Wuqi, who was so confident just now, fell into a desperate situation in the blink of an eye...

"senior brother!"

Lian Jieyan shouts bitterly, actually wants to rush past.

Xu Wu quickly grabbed her.

Wan Qiao and other people's faces are also iron green, but in the face of this situation, they can only do it.

After all, they've been trying, but they can't break the illusion of killing at night!

Qi Wushuang's fist is crushed to death, and a crazy idea suddenly appears in his pupil!

However, it's in the room of electric light and flint...

whoosh!

Suddenly a figure came.

White night slightly a Leng, side head looks.

That man... It's red!

She did it!

But... This is a killing fantasy!

How does she do it?

At present, Qi matchless is a transparent soul to her. She can't touch it!

In the white night, his face was cold, but he was on guard.

However, when the red dress rushed into the killing fantasy, she became bright in the sight of the white night...

she actually... Broke into the killing fantasy of the white night!!

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