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"...," Blade's face was still calm, "The adult said and laughed, I am a grass people, which wanted criminal does I look like, provoking the adult?"

"You're not a grass dweller. Right, Blade? Yan Qing tilted her head slightly.

Although his brain kept telling him that the person in front of him was not a blade, but just an ordinary citizen of Luofu.

It's just a little bit like a blade.

But his sword always has an urge to cut off the person in front of him.

Yanqing would rather not believe in his eyes and brain than in his sword.

Blade's expression remained unchanged, but there was a hint of regret in his eyes, and he gently looked sideways at the woman beside him.

"Kafka, your speech spirit has regressed, and I can't even control such a small cloud ride."

Kafka?

Yanqing's pupils contracted suddenly!

And a star core hunter?

Even though Yanqing's strength was already good, facing the two star core hunters, he was completely unsure of defeating them.

And in the moment when Yan Qing was surprised, the blade rushed backwards and disappeared like a shadow.

There is no Kafka at all, this is just a means of escape.

By the time Yan Qing reacted to this, the blade had already stretched nearly a hundred meters away from him.

Yan Qing no longer hesitated, swung his sword forward, and

he snorted coldly.

The next moment, the blade of the sword broke out from afar.

With an incomparable chill.

The general said that there are five people, referring to the five Xiaoxiao on the clouds....

Jing Yuan's strength is undoubtedly unquestionable, and that mirror stream, Yan Qing now also understands, the other party is also one of the five Xiao.

And now the blade he is facing is also one of the five Xiaoxiao of that year, and it is undoubtedly an extremely strong opponent.

Of course, Yanqing at this moment did not know the identity of the other party.

But because the aura on the other party's body was not as strong as Jing Yuan and Jingliu, Yan Qing had the feeling that he could try the sword with him.

Jing Yuan, Yanqing fought, the other party only used the same energy as himself, but he still lost within ten moves.

Jingliu, not to mention, Yanqing lost with a sword.

But there are five people, and I Yanqing is going to fight three!

"Huh."

"I'd like to try, are you as powerful as the general says?" Yan Qing's eyes narrowed slightly, flashing with a dazzling cold light.

A sword is cut out, and the sword light is overflowing!

A sword spans 100 meters, like a shadow.

The blade slightly lifted the broken fragmented sword, and was a little confused by Yanqing's behavior behind him, frowning slightly.

No, the young people are crazy now, right, I can't beat the mirror stream, and I can't beat you?

Really thought that an ice sword could crush me?

The blade smashed Yan Qing's sword qi with a casual blow, and then ran quickly.

He didn't plan to entangle with Yanqing more, because his current task was to find Danheng and have in-depth exchanges.

Then let "him" reappear in the world, which is what he wants to achieve.

Except for Danheng, there is no one worthy of his shot at the moment....

"Can't stop him..." Yan Qing's brows frowned slightly.

Two people with little difference in strength, it is difficult for one side to stop the other side who wants to run with all his strength, not to mention that the blade strength is far above Yanqing.

But even so, Yanqing still wants to try it.

He took a deep breath.

The sword qi condensed, the body rode the wind, and the wind rose!

Two fingers pinched the sword technique, and the sword shadow condensed behind him. The wind ruffled his hair and flicked open his clothes, as if it had faded all the childishness in his body.

The sword came out of the sheath, and the sword qi fell from Jiuxiao!

Rumble!

A giant sword formed by condensed sword qi fell from the sky and smashed in front of the blade, rolling up a large cloud of dust.

When I looked again, the sword had disappeared and dissipated.

Only a huge pit more than ten meters deep was left.

"Luofu's wanted criminal, Peace Company offered a reward of 8 billion heads, where do you want to go?" Yan Qing's eyes lightened with a cold light.

And seeing this sword, the blade stopped.

Even though he could still run forward, he stopped.

So familiar....

The blade squeezed the hand that was fragmented from the sword, trembling slightly.

Short-lived?

The blade turned his head slightly, and Yan Qing saw his face again.

But this time, there was no respect on Blade's face, only a trace of unspeakable killing intent.

The sword came out, and the sword cut the wrist.

"She taught you this trick?" The blade's voice was hoarse.

Blood flowed down the wrist.