Su Yiwen Lingzhao

"No wonder he was mistaken by Cheng Wuyong as a seventeen or eighteen-year-old martial arts master. With such a spiritual body, he could not be measured by the realm of this secular martial artist."

At the same time, Su Yi noticed that although the aura of this green jelly was powerful, it was only a cultivation base in the early stage of Qi Gathering Realm.

Of course, the power mastered by this spirit body is destined to far exceed the existence of Qi Gathering in this world!

Qing Jin's appearance made the expressions of the middle-aged scribes and others a lot more solemn.

Soon, the woman who had assassinated the purple-robed youth sneered and said, "Sixth Highness, do you think we have not considered the biggest threat around you in this operation?"

Speaking, she suddenly looked at the crowd who had been hiding in the distance, and said, "Senior, please take action!"

Everyone looked at it subconsciously.

There was a commotion and panic in the crowd in the distance, and they all ducked.

Only a sackcloth man did not move.

His temples are slightly white, his skin is dark, and he is carrying a four-foot-long cloth bag.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

Every step down, the solid ground shook, and the momentum on his body climbed up.

In the eyes of everyone, in a trance, this linen man seemed to be transformed into a mountain, moving from the side, the breath on his body was towering and heavy, and the pressure made it difficult to breathe.

"Master!"

Cheng Wuyong's face was ugly.

They dined here just now, but they didn't even notice that a martial arts master was here!

No, Mr. Su proposed to leave this place before, I am afraid that he has already seen that there is similar trouble in the ninth floor.

He couldn't help but look at Su Yi.

But Su Yi's expression was as dull as ever.

At the same time, Su Yi's voice sounded in Cheng Wuyong's ears: "If you can't avoid trouble later, just protect your young lady and Huang Qianjun."

Cheng Wuyong was shocked, but he relaxed a lot.

"Master!"

At this time, Yuan Luoxi, Huang Qianjun and other people present finally reacted.

As soon as you enter the master, you will be like a dragon in the sky!

In the territory of the Great Zhou Dynasty, only the power of the Grandmaster can be called a big clan!

In the nineteen cities of Yunhe County, there are only a handful of masters.

But now, a grandmaster just appeared on the ninth-floor high platform of this building and appeared in front of them.

"What a great job!"

The complexion of the purple-robed youth also changed, and his eyes were full of anger.

To actually send a grandmaster to assassinate him, which shows the poison of the other party's intentions and the absolute means!

"Know it would be like this."

Qing Jin turned around and looked at the man in sackcloth like a blade.

It was not until this time that he appeared, and even if he has a master cultivation base, he is not worthy of the reputation of a master."

The words are very domineering.

Everyone was moved.

Naturally, each has its own style of behavior, and the girl is partial to the whole, which is different from a blindfold."

The night was dark, the atmosphere here became more and more tense, and the rain was about to come.

"Dragon? Oh, this is just a word of praise from the worldly warriors. If you also regard yourself as a dragon, it will be ridiculous."

Qing Jin made no secret of her disdain, beautiful, stunning and powerful

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She threw the jug in her hand and landed firmly on a desk, then raised her slender and pure white jade finger and wiped it on the blue jasper bracelet on her left arm and wrist.

With a flash of fire.

Clang! Clang!

Two swords resounded.

In her hands, she was already holding a pair of war knives.

The blade is like a waning moon, and the blade is filled with a faint flame of aura.

Scarlet Moon Swords!

"It's not bad to cut off the master's head and serve it with wine in such a night."

In the lazy and magnetic voice, Qing Jin's robe fluttered, and the graceful curve of the figure poured out an amazing momentum.

The Feiyue Double Knife in his hand buzzed and trembled, clear and melodious.

Cheng Wuyong, Zhang Duo and other experts in the Qi Gathering Realm suddenly tightened and felt an overwhelming pressure.

Suddenly, Qing Jin rushed forward, her hair flying.

Shhh!

Because the speed was too fast, her figure pulled out an afterimage, and she was still halfway through, and her hands staggered and slashed out together.

Crimson Rainbow!

The man in linen narrowed his pupils, stretched out his hand and pulled it behind his back.

The three-foot cloth bag on his back burst, and a three-foot-long black short halberd appeared in his hand.

Clang! !

The crashing sound resounded like tearing eardrums, piercing gold and cracking stones.

The figure of the man in linen retreated a few steps, and only then did he stabilize his figure.

Look at Qing Jin again, holding a pair of knives in her hands.

So strong!

Everyone was shocked by this scene.

A martial arts master was forced back in one hit!

When you don't do it, Tsing Jin is absolutely gorgeous and refined, like the big Tsing Yi on the stage, full of style and aura.

"This sister is amazing!"

Yuan Luoxi's eyes lit up and she cried out excitedly.

Clang!

Qing Jin did not stop attacking. During the battle, she had a chilling aura all over her body. The crimson double swords in her hands transformed into the phantom of the fiery red and waning moon.

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Clang! clang! clang! clang!

The dense collision of blades and halberds sounded like drums, echoing in the night, shaking people's blood and tingling their eardrums.

The man in linen was knocked back many times in a row.

Suddenly, cold electricity flashed in his eyes, and he breathed like thunder, "It is indeed terrifying to have such combat power in the Qi Gathering Realm, but unfortunately, the Grandmaster is not something you can provoke!"

Boom!

He stomped on the soles of his feet, and the power of his body skyrocketed, and he slammed the black short halberd in his hand.

At that moment, it was like waving a black thunder!

Boom!

The figures are staggered, Qing Jin's figure stagnated in the void, and then flew out.

I was shocked by this blow!

The audience fell silent.

Cheng Wuyong, Zhang Duo and others all changed their colors, this...this is the power of the master!

In contrast, the middle-aged scribes and the others were all relieved.

Qing Jin's attack was so strong just now that they were all terrified and breathless.

Fortunately, the situation has now begun to reverse!

"Hmph, you seem to be nothing more than that, time is precious, I will kill you now!"

Qing Jin's bright eyes flashed with murderous intent.

The figure flashed.

She rushed out again with a knife.

And her aura became like a cloud of water.

Only, don't those enemies on the opposite side have other cards?

After all, this is a matter of assassinating a prince, and looking at the other party's posture, it is obvious that it has been planned for a long time. In addition to dispatching a martial arts master, I am afraid there are other means.

Clang!

When Su Yi thought about it, the battle broke out on the field.

After displaying the true meaning of the innate power of the haze, Qing Jin's power was obviously stronger by a large margin. When fighting with the man in sackcloth, he could not only stand against the court, but also faintly gained the upper hand.

This makes everyone's hearts are attracted and nervous.

Just a moment—

A trace of blood dripped from the man's lips.

This scene shocked everyone. A martial arts master was actually injured in the fight!

Unexpectedly, the man in linen didn't show any signs of anger, instead he let out a long sigh and said, "Forget it, since I agreed to take part in this operation, why should I cherish my life."

In his wistful voice, his aura burst into boiling water, as if the vast ocean had set off raging waves, and a destructive aura spread to the audience.

"Forbidden art at the cost of one's own life?"

Qing Jin frowned, and her pretty face showed a dignified color. She attacked with all her strength, and her crimson swords fell from the sky like a pair of falling meteors.

Clang! !

A pair of beautiful eyes showed incredible color.

I saw the man in sackcloth burning like endless flames, holding a black halberd, with a monstrous killing intent, jumped to kill Qingjin.

Like a god!

Boom!

As soon as Qing Jin gritted his teeth, he would not retreat or avoid it, and he would fight with him.

Boom!

The man in purple robe and Yuan Luoxi all felt chills in their hearts and completely discolored.

The middle-aged scribes and the others showed murderous intent, ready to move, planning to take the opportunity to capture the biggest prey of the night.

"It's worth it if you die with me!"

In the battlefield, the man in linen made an indifferent voice and attacked again.

Boom!

The black short halberd raised and slashed down with the endless torrent of Astragalus.

You can't avoid it.

At this moment, the corners of her lips could not help revealing a hint of bitterness, and she still underestimated the horror of the master...

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ps: Hmmm...let's see if I can write another chapter before 9pm.

Looking at my hard-working and sincere eyes, won’t my conscience hurt if I don’t vote for the monthly vote?