Su Kui's eyes narrowed, his palms pressed hard, and at the same time, he drank, "not yet
Kunlun sword makes a buzzing sound. The soul of the sword inside seems to be reluctant, struggling to get close to the place where summer snow bathes.
Mu Xia is shocked at the snow. Kunlun sword is coming to her? It is not impossible to think so.
There are only three of them standing here just now. Su Kui can't tame them. Liu Changqing obviously has a magic weapon. Then, she is the only one left!
As soon as she was happy, her heart began to stir.
Liu Changqing is trying his best to resist the enemy. Yu Guangzhong sees mu xiaxue approaching, but he doesn't care about it, because his impression of Mu xiaxue is still 17 years ago, when there is no superior.
Although there was a small city, it never killed people.
However, seventeen years have passed, and no one is the child of that year. What's more, he doesn't know how many unscrupulous things have been done in the past seventeen years to cultivate.
When there was pain in her abdomen, Liu Changqing understood it.
However, the sharp and sharp pain made his eyes dazed, his folding fan fell off, and the fan without spiritual support was like a dead thing.
"Well --"
once he was disordered, the rest of the people immediately took advantage of the situation and rushed to sukui.
"No!" He screamed and stared at mu xiaxue with red eyes. "Why do you do this?!"
Mu xiaxue clenches his fist and looks at him lightly. Su Kui in the distance is exhausted. At this moment, he is surrounded by many monks. Kunlun sword finally leaves and flies to Mu xiaxue.
She smiled and said, "Kunlun sword is mine. She said it just now, didn't she? Yes, I do! "
Liu Changqing, since you are not benevolent, then I don't need to make friends again!
In the eyes of those friars, there was only Kunlun sword at this moment, which didn't hurt Su Kui's life. However, she was attacked by Reiki. When her throat was sweet, she spat out a mouthful of blood!
Mu xiaxue catches the Kunlun sword steadily and raises her eyebrows proudly. Now, she finally feels a little, as the female leader!
Kunlun sword lies in her palm. It looks like an ordinary long sword without wisdom. The monks around are surprised. "No, is she the one chosen by Kunlun sword?"
"Don't be recognized by her!"
"Kunlun sword is mine!"
Mu xiaxue knows that things are urgent. She bites her teeth, and her aura bursts out. She flies to the area where there is no one. At the same time, she bites the tip of her tongue, and sprays the blood on the tip of her tongue to the Kunlun sword. At the same time, she recites the contract incantation.
"Kunlun sword will recognize the Lord!"
"No!"
Everyone wants to get Kunlun sword, otherwise, they will not know that there is only one lucky person, and they will not give up!
Su Kui has a sad chest and deserves to be the master of the world's qi movement. In such a situation, he can find a way to let Kunlun sword recognize him. She gave Liu Changqing a hemostasis pill. Her toes were light and she jumped into the air.
Muxia snow mantra only read half of her words, and suddenly her hand sank, and she saw sukui had appeared in front of her without knowing when.
Muxia xuejai bared and said, "what are you going to do?! Let go of me! "
Su Kui smiled, "let go? I like this broken sword. It's just fair competition! "
At the same time, when she raised her hand, she sent a whip out of her waist. The whip had barbs all over it. The color seemed to be soaked by blood. It looked strange and fascinating.