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From beginning to end, Nuomin remained motionless. She is not good at practicing and does not need to practice.
As the princess of the Prairie Wolf Court, Nuo Min only needs to learn to command people.
The Eighteen Riders of Yanyun are certainly powerful, but Batulu on the grassland is stronger than them.
Nuomin and others were also aware of the changes on another battlefield. Although I don't know what happened, it is not a good thing for Yanyun Eighteen Cavalry.
Ye Qinghuan let go of the broken sword, and the sword force rushed away, attacking the sword catcher's body.
Ye Qinghuan himself did not hesitate and galloped towards the distance. He knew that something terrible must have happened in Li Wantong's place.
At the same time, Nuomin also said: "Batulu, don't be obsessed with fighting."
Compared to the confrontation between Mr. San and others, Fei Ying has already taken control of the battlefield. She is truly Her Majesty the Queen, carrying the aura of death and intimidating Yi Baishou and Lady Lu.
Countless blood cherry blossom petals floated like blood rain, adding a touch of sadness to the dark night.
Tear!
The sound of clothes being torn and flesh being ripped apart could be heard from time to time.
The blood cherry turned into a sharp blade and surrounded Madam Lu and Yi Baishou.
The strange blood cherry is not afraid of the obstruction of the true energy barrier, and ignores the interference of any force, just like the flowing river destined to merge into the sea, the law of nature.
When the blood cherry petals fell on the two of them, in just a few breaths, the blood was dripping and the bones were visible.
I have never felt so powerless in the game of chess, just like that game many years ago, when the opponent held the white piece, formed a dragon, and strangled it, without the ability to fight back.
But if you lose the chess game, you lose.
If you lose now, you will lose your life.
Whizzing!
The black and white seeds shot out from the fingertips and surrounded him like stars dancing in the night sky.
But all this did not stop the petals of blood cherry blossoms from falling.
Madam Lu danced her hands like a spiritual snake, like branches and vines, with heavy shadows of blood. Her sharp nails collided with the petals of the blood cherry blossoms. She exhausted all the power of the ninth grade Kaibei but still could not stop the blood cherry blossoms.
The blood-red nails that penetrated the Tianling Gai were useless, being worn away by the rain of blood cherry petals. Finally, after a few breaths, Madam Lu's hands were bloody and bloody, losing all her previous arrogance.
"The human race... is still so weak!" Feiying's face was still indifferent, as if she was saying something insignificant.
It is true that in that era thousands of years ago, Fei Ying killed countless human beings, and there were also many strong people above the level of Grandmaster. The Lord of Nebula, Yun Jin, was able to seal it even at the cost of his soul being destroyed.
Nowadays, even without the magical powers of the past, it is not easy to kill some so-called great practitioners.
ah!
A shrill scream came.
I saw the rain of blood flying, and the black and white sons of Yi Baishou were unable to stop the invasion of blood cherry petals. Yi Baishou's left hand was cut off by Xue Ying, turning into extremely thin pieces of flesh and blood, not even the bones were left.
Feiying is still neither happy nor sad. The thousand years of loneliness have made her full of interest in everything in the world.
Killing Yi Baishou and Lady Lu is very simple.
But she wanted to enjoy the process and watch the two people struggle to death.
Seeing the miserable state of Yi Baishou, Madam Lu didn't hesitate at all. She gathered all the energy in her body to form a huge wave of energy and forcefully opened the petals of the Blood Cherry Blossom.
The blood cherry petals were scattered like flower clusters, and the scattered order was disrupted, just like chaotic human fireworks.
"Let's go!" Madam Lu screamed.
Seeing this, Yi Baishou endured the severe pain in his left arm and struggled to escape from the blood cherry petals.
Feiying's expression remained unchanged, looking at the night indifferently, as if her mind was not on these two people at all.
Wang Dafu fled in a hurry with Yu Lan and Yu Zhuyue, who were seriously injured. He remembered Li Wantong's words and now understood them.
I'm afraid the Li Wantong now is not the original Li Wantong.
Yu Zhuyue's injury was lighter than Yu Lan's. She doesn’t understand cultivation or martial arts. But the moment Feiying spoke to her, the coldness froze the blood all over her body. It was a chill that penetrated deep into the bone marrow and penetrated directly into the heart.
Wang Dafu has stayed away from the battlefield and is hiding in a cave in the distance.
From Kyoto to Beiliang Mansion, and then back to Kyoto, Wang Dafu just listened to Yu Zhi's instructions from beginning to end.
These battles are far beyond what Wang Dafu can participate in.
Mr. Three and the sword catcher heard the sound of Madam Lu retreating. Although they didn't know the fighting situation at that place, there must have been an accident.
What Mr. San didn't expect was that four of Yanyun's Eighteen Cavalry were dispatched on this trip, three strong men of the eighth grade and one strong man of the ninth grade. Their overall combat power was comparable to the first-class ones in the north. Sect, but accidents occur frequently.
"Let's go!" Mr. Third shouted unwillingly.
With the force of Batulu's bombardment, Mr. Three flew out and quickly disappeared into the night.
The tall and burly Batulu stepped forward, the ground cracked, and wanted to chase Mr. Three. As long as he is given some more time, he can kill Mr. Three.
But Nuo Min said: "Baturu, don't chase the poor bandits!"
Ye Qinghuan and the swordsman became more and more courageous as they fought, and it was hard to tell who was better.
The reason why forbidden techniques are called forbidden techniques is precisely because they cannot be cast.
Soon, Ye Qinghuan's strength failed, his aura declined, and his level began to fall to the seventh level of Opening Monument, and even the seventh level of Opening Monument could not be stable.
puff!
The broken sword broke again and shattered into countless fragments across Ye Qinghuan's body.
After all, the sword catcher has been famous for many years and has superb sword skills. Taking this opportunity, countless sword lights flickered on Ye Qinghuan.
The cold one eye was filled with anger.
Being suppressed by a junior is the greatest insult to him.
Fortunately, the forbidden technique dissipated, and Ye Qinghuan could only be defeated by his sword.
Seriously injured, the forbidden technique backfired.
Ye Qinghuan didn't have any more strength to struggle, blood was all over his body, and he was extremely miserable. He opened his eyes weakly and watched the swordsman approaching step by step. This is the only thing he can do.
The one-eye was like a poisonous snake, and the light of the sword was annihilated in the dark night.
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"Do you want to kill them?" Feiying asked.
"Kill? I promised you to save these people, but I didn't promise you to kill them."
"Or do you make another deal with me?"
Feiying communicated with Li Wantong like this. She liked to make deals, and she was a trustworthy person...or in other words, Lingkui.
Suddenly, Feiying turned her head and looked towards the distant sky, a trace of solemnity flashed deep in her eyes.
"The deal can't be done now." Feiying said in a deep voice.
As soon as he finished speaking, Feiying turned into a bouquet of blood cherry blossoms and sneaked towards the depths of the night.
Dolan and others just watched this scene. From the moment Li Wantong showed his strong combat power, he was followed by a trembling cold feeling all over his body.
This is not the gentle and kind Li Wantong that Dolan came into contact with a few days ago.
At the moment when the first bloody cherry fell, Dolan wished that he was a transparent person and hoped that Feiying would never notice her.
That invisible pressure fell on everyone's heart unconsciously.
Her charming beauty and aloof figure make people want to look at her more and become addicted to it.
But the cold and inviolable temperament makes these people choose to surrender. .
She is extremely charming, but she is also a high-ranking king.
As Fei Ying left, the pressure on everyone suddenly eased. This kind of pressure frightened them even more than when they faced Madam Lu's bloody claws.
Moments after Feiying left, two figures fell from the sky.
"Where are the people?!" Yu Zhi looked anxiously at the dozens of corpses.
Li Haomiao looked around with a solemn expression, having already found everyone's location.
"They are all still alive." Li Haomiao said, "It's just that something happened to Li Wantong. The matter may be beyond our imagination."
"What happened?" Yu Zhi asked anxiously.
Li Haomiao said nothing, looked in one direction, and then turned into a stream of light and galloped away.
"Uncle!" Yu Zhi shouted.
But there was only endless silence in response to Yu Zhi.
Something happened. What kind of thing happened?
The more unclear it became, the more flustered Yu Zhi became.
"Yu Zhi!" Ning Huan's voice came, and beside him was the injured Lao Huang.
"How are you? Where are the others?" Yu Zhi asked anxiously. The worst thing happened.
Ning Huan shook his head. He didn't know the details. Ye Qinghuan and Lao Huang suffered heavy losses from the beginning. Yu Lan and others fled without knowing where to go.
Not knowing where to go is always a good thing.
It's much better than being a corpse on the ground.
After listening to Ning Huan's summary, combined with Li Haomiao's words, Yu Zhi's mind was no longer here.
"The Eighteenth Cavalry of Yanyun should not turn back. Yu Lan and the others should be nearby. Find Yu Lan and go to a nearby city to settle down first."
Yu Zhi said a few words briefly, then mounted a horse and rushed in the direction where Li Haomiao left.
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Walking with the sword, the wind is fast and the thunder is fast.
Li Haomiao stood in front of Fei Ying, and the two looked at each other hundreds of meters apart in the darkest night.
Today's Li Wantong is no longer Li Wantong.
In other words, Li Wantong was no longer Li Wantong when he was at the bottom of the meteor cliff.
It’s scary to think about it!
The night ghost has been lurking around for so long.
Li Haomiao finally said: "Li Wantong, are you still alive?"
Feiying faced Li Haomiao, knowing the gap between the two. Feiying today is just a remnant soul, far less powerful than she was a thousand years ago.
She can kill the great cultivators of the ninth level of the Open Monument, but the tenth level master in front of her is not something she can match.
Therefore, she once stood above the clouds and knew the scenery there, and only then did she realize the terrifying swordsman in front of her.
"She is still alive." Feiying said. The cold tone seemed to freeze the air.
"You didn't take her away?" Li Haomiao said in surprise.
Feiying explained: "She handed over her body, and I saved those tiny humans. This is a fair deal."
The two of them were talking together like friends they hadn't seen for a long time.
Li Haomiao thought for a moment and said to Feiying: "You leave this body and I let you go. What do you think?"
Hearing this, Feiying's heart moved, and there was a hint of sarcasm in her blood-stained pupils.
"You humans have never been trustworthy. You are shameless, despicable, and have no friendship at all. I would rather drag Li Wantong to die together than believe your human race's lies!"
Li Haomiao never intended to keep his word.
This is a foreign race. What kind of integrity can we talk about with foreign races?
