Quanmin: You Will Become Stronger If You Rub It Slowly, The Girls Are All Crazy

Whoosh whoosh~!

The nineteen flying swords flew out of the sword box.

The terrifying sound of piercing through the sky is endless.

~!

Accompanied by the roar of metal impacts, the abnormal light continued to explode.

Wherever the flying sword passed, monks from all walks of life would die if they touched it, and they would die if they touched it.

Bright red blood continued to splash out.

Remnants of limbs and bloody heads were scattered all over the place.

The creepy screams returned to the sea of ​​flowers.

More than half of the dozens of monks were killed or injured in an instant.

"As expected of a female sword fairy, it's also a tricky one!"

Xiao Xuantian said sharply, and quickly made a tactic with his right hand.

A ten-foot giant sword appeared out of thin air.

"Xuantian Sword!"

Look at the giant sword coming from the bombardment.

Luo Yanran put her right hand in front of her body, and quickly made a sword gesture.

in an instant.

The sound of swords resounded throughout the sea of ​​flowers.

Nineteen Baizhang flying swords immediately guarded the three of them in the center.

In the boundless sea of ​​flowers.

Tens of thousands of flowers left the ground and flew into the air together.

Immediately afterwards.

The flowers all over the sky turned into flying swords, facing the black giant sword!

Boom!

In the loud noise.

The entire light curtain was blocked by the strange light produced by the explosion.

It was suddenly white, and it was impossible to see the scene in it.

Looking at the screen blocked by the different light.

Chu Ruoxue had an anxious look on her face.

She stared at the picture with her beautiful eyes, without blinking her eyes, and even her breathing became extremely slow.

And the "man" in white on the side.

At this moment, a pair of fists were clenched and creaked.

"They all deserve to die!"

There was monstrous hatred in her eyes, and her voice was as cold as ice.

Obviously.

This battle is not over yet!

finally.

When the smoke clears.

The picture began to become clear again.

"Luo Yanran, your strength is indeed above this seat, but today you can't escape!

Xiao Xuantian spoke indifferently.

His face was full of arrogance.

During the conversation.

A small black flag suddenly appeared in his hand.

See that little black flag.

There was a trace of solemnity in Luo Yanran's expression.

Xiao Xuantian not only has the universe compass.

There is even the natal magic weapon of the monks in the upper realm.

The reason why she recognizes these magic weapons that should not exist in the lower world.

It is because.

She is also a person from the upper realm.

not only.

The status is even more honorable.

only.

After he married Dali Tianzi.

His own combat power has been suppressed by the laws of heaven.

otherwise.

Her at the moment.

One sword can kill all the people here!

"This seat is blessed with a magic weapon from a powerful person from the upper realm. Everything you have done is in vain!"

The moment the voice fell.

Xiao Xuantian waved the black flag in his hand.

A black glow shot out from the small flag, blasting towards Luo Yanran and the others.

"Princess, watch her go

The woman in Tsing Yi kept spilling blood from the corner of her mouth, full of decisive openings.

Say it.

With her right hand, she quickly made a tactic.

A stream of bloody light suddenly appeared at her feet, and instantly enveloped her in it.

"Tsing Yi, you are confused!"

He looked at Tsing Yi who was constantly melting into the blood light.

Luo Yanran was anxious and angry.

This is the secret method of Dali's strongest defense.

It can withstand all attacks below the hundredth level of combat power.

but.

This secret technique can only be activated at the cost of the monk's life.

After ten breaths.

Those who activate this secret technique will turn into blood mist and disappear in thin air.

"Imperial concubine, you must live!"

"Tsing Yi!"

Luo Yanran's voice trembled, and two lines of tears welled up in her eyes.

And at this moment.

Tsing Yi has turned into a blood-colored light curtain.

Envelop her and the little girl in it.

Luo Yanran gritted her teeth.

Take the little girl and fly towards the void at a high speed.

Boom!

There was a loud bang.

The black light bombarded the bloody mask, but failed to break it open.

Under the protection of the bloody mask.

Luo Yanran stepped on the flying sword and flew towards the ripple above at full speed with the little girl in her arms.

"Want to leave, it's not that easy!?"

Just when she was about to enter the center of the ripple.

Xiao Xuantian snarled, holding a small black flag, stepping on a flying sword, and other monks from all walks of life immediately caught up.

"After the mask disappears, see if you can still escape from the palm of my seat?"

boom!

The voice fell.

A black light shot out again.

With an incomparably frightening momentum, he attacked Luo Yan and turned his back.

And at this moment.

The ten breaths have arrived.

The bloody mask has already begun to dissipate. .