Blood Dharu** uses blood to steal energy. Although it is powerful, it has a heavy burden on the performer, so the duration is extremely short. Although Wen Caiting is puzzled by Danmei's willingness to kill his disciples and also strengthens his strength to fight Fan Qinghui to the end, most of the people in the Demon Sect are cold by nature, and these second-generation disciples are not important figures. Therefore, "Miss Huanmei" does not care about their life and death. Instead, she realizes that it is her only chance to defeat the successor of Jingzhai. She smiled and said, "Ah, Fan family girl, weren't we having a good time just now? Why did the girl put aside her sister and play with Dan Mei again in the blink of an eye? Sister is not obedient." Before she finished speaking, her wrist trembled slightly. The black gold blood sword turned into a poisonous python and ate it hard, and then attacked Fan Qinghui's vest.

The two masters of Yin Gui Sect attacked each other forward and backward, and their momentum was extraordinary. Fan Qinghui had no choice but to lift his true energy, point his left and right hands together, and the ice-cold sword energy shot like rain. He blocked Dan Mei and refused to Wen Caiting. With the strange and deep sound of "pop~", the three of them fought hard. The unprecedentedly powerful force exploded and shook the three women outward and threw them away. The aftermath of the huge shock was not exhausted, and they were scraping the flying sand and stones. The surrounding trees were shaking left and right. The scene was horrifying. Fairy Fan was attacked by the two beauties, and the injuries were even worse. He retreated more than ten feet away before he could barely stabilize his body. His feet suddenly became soft again. He looked down and found that he had just stepped on the body of a second-generation disciple of Yin Gui Sect.

Cihang Jingzhai and the Demon Sect have been fighting for hundreds of years, and naturally they know each other's methods. In an instant, Fairy Fan realized in her heart, and hatred and compassion appeared in her beautiful eyes. She used her wordless scriptures taught by Nine Thousand Years that day, breathing and breathing, and using her deep cultivation to calm down the injuries in her body. She overturned her hands and sucked her true energy into her, and grabbed the sword beside one of the second-generation disciples of the Yin Gui Sect in the palm of her hand. Although this sword was just ordinary iron, compared to her disciples.

When using sword fingers or using branches as swords, there is naturally a difference between them. The difference cannot be done in the Tao. With one sword in hand, the spirit is greatly boosted, and the beautiful and mortal appearance reveals a cold and stern feeling, and there is even a faint evil spirit between the eyebrows. He takes the initiative to hold the sword and attack, shouts: "What a vicious evil demon, come and take Qinghui's move!" The sword light differentiates into countless curved irregular phantoms, hitting two enemies, Danmei and Wen Caiting. The sword moves are unpredictable and profound, which makes the two Shu feel in a dilemma.

Danmei has a strong personality, and she also knows that the Blood Dhara cannot last for a long time, so it is useless to keep it for more. She gritted her teeth and scolded, "A shameless little bitch, my aunt is afraid that you will not succeed?" She did not dodge, and rubbed her body like a mad tiger, and rushed forward, attacking and attacking hard. Although she used the Blood Dhara to forcibly push her cultivation to the 14th level of the Heavenly Demon Secret, her skills are still inferior to Fan Qinghui's Kunyue skills. In addition, she lost the double rings of the mother and child, and faced the enemy with bare hands and fists, and she inevitably suffered another loss. In an instant, she could only hear hissing sounds, and "Yin Yanmei" was hit by swords on many sides, with blood splashing, and her skin blooming. Finally,

She defended her life very closely against the critical points that were fatal in her family, so her life was not hindered. Seeing that the situation was wrong, Wen Caiting hurriedly suppressed her injuries and rushed to help. The two sisters were from the same school, and their martial arts were in line with each other, and they had a tacit understanding. In an instant, one move was erratic and versatile; the other was fighting hard and fighting, and the killing was amazing. Hardness and softness were used together, one advanced and the other retreated, and they cooperated almost seamlessly. Fan Qinghui was cautious in the door, which seemed passive, but in fact she was at ease. Occasionally, she counterattacked with a sword, and was like a needle hidden in the cotton, both ruthless and accurate, and she would definitely be able to force the enemy to have no choice except to withdraw the move and defend himself.

"Sword God has no self" defeated the powerful enemy. Fan Qinghui retreated his sword in a way, and wanted to turn around and leave immediately. However, Danmei's few words full of reluctance and resentment immediately taught her that her heart would ripples again. Fairy Fan subconsciously stopped and looked back at the Yin Gui demon girl. When her eyes met, her delicate body trembled involuntarily, and her heart became bright like lightning burst. At this moment, she already understood everything. But she still

However, she couldn't believe it, and she didn't want to believe it. Fierce emotions such as anger and shame, disgust and rejection flashed back and forth in her mind like a revolving lantern, and finally she intertwined into a huge sense of insult, making her instinctively want to eradicate all of this. She trembled softly with a "buzz~". Before she could clearly realize the meaning of doing so, the long sword in her hand had already poked out and pointed it straight at the vital point between Danmei's eyebrows.

The long sword was not yet stained with blood, and suddenly the wind was heard. A graceful figure flew out from the maple forest and shouted loudly: "Well, stop immediately, you can't commit a crime!" Before the words fell, a large area of ​​dazzling red light had already condensed into a phoenix shape, covering the sky and the earth. It turned out that Yin Gui came again to help. Seeing that the phoenix was coming in a fierce manner, if it didn't take action, even if Fan Qinghui could kill Danmei, she would have to be seriously injured. In the critical moment, she sighed gently in her heart, letting go of "Yin Yanmei", her white wrist trembled slightly, and she quickly returned to the sword to meet her.

In the lightning, only the sound of gold and iron clashing with "ding ding ding ding ~" was heard continuously, sparks splashed, and cold light sucked and spitted. The sword light and sword energy thorned all the dozen trees around it into pieces, and the broken branches and leaves were flying everywhere, which was amazing. Fairy Fan was slightly shocked and said in his heart, "When did such a person appear in the Demon Sect?" His thoughts had not changed, and suddenly the coldness behind him was very cold, and the whole space also showed a strange collapse and contraction phenomenon, which was "Heaven" again

"The Magic Field"! When the lightning was too fast to cover her ears, Fan Qinghui threw her sword back without thinking. The cold sword energy forced her to pierce the twisted magic field, winning a trace of life for the master. She did not hesitate at all, and her slender feet were light, and her body was like a flag-drawing rocket. With a slight difference, she barely escaped from the attacks of the two masters in front and behind. Her sword finger turned around and rushed to the ground. The seven or eight second-generation disciples of the Yin Gui Sect on the ground were controlled by their true energy, and they jumped up to attack the powerful enemy at the same time.

"Dangdangdang~" The series of rapid sounds, and the irons were destroyed in an instant without exception. Fan Qinghui stood on the treetops, like a weak willow, rising and falling with the wind. Her posture was elegant and graceful, and her mind was still calm and leisurely. From the perspective of her expression alone, no one could imagine that the moment when the rabbit rose and fell, the beauty who turned into a fairy had already turned from life to death, and then turned from death to life to the gate of hell. She knew very well that the two new enemies were not comparable to Wen Caiting and Danmei. If she was not careful, she might have to break here at any time today. She forced her anxiety in her chest, focused her eyes, and looked down at the whole audience.

On the left side of the treetop was a girl about fifteen or sixteen years old. Her pretty face, red lips, ice skin, and appearance and temperament were 70% or eighty-slightly similar to Zhu Yuyan. However, compared with the "Yin Queen", she had less vicissitudes of life and had more youthful youth. The girl held a strange-shaped soft sword between her palms, which was the token of the leader of the Yingui Sect, which was passed down from generation to generation. She did not look at the appearance of this girl, but she was just a single

Looking at the magic weapon in his palm, his identity was about to emerge - Zhu Yuyan's only daughter, Zhu Meixian, who had already entered into a private engagement with Yang Zhao. Yang Zhao had clearly explained to him what the engagement was, but when he saw the Qianying figure, Fairy Fan still couldn't help but feel sad. Just because she was determined by her heart, she really couldn't help but admit that compared to herself, this girl and Yang Zhao seemed to be more compatible.

Fairy Fan didn't want to look at it anymore, so she turned her eyes and fell on the other woman. The woman was about twenty-three or four years old, and her appearance was slightly inferior to Zhu Meixian, but she could still be with Wen Caiting and Danmei. She was wearing a loose white silk robe, and inside it was a pleated skirt with a red phoenix embroidered in her eyebrows. Her eyebrows were full of wild and unruly. She held the handle in her right hand about two feet long, shaped like a phoenix feather, and a thin short sword full of red.

Bookstore. Fan Qinghui didn't know this woman. She just made a round of quick sword fighting on the fast sword. However, she felt that although the internal strength of the other party's sword was far less profound and pure than her, she could be regarded as a rare master in the world with the word "fast". But she had never heard of such a sword master in the Yingui Sect in the past. Judging from her cultivation, she should not be a second-generation disciple of the Yingui Sect. Could it be that she is from the other tributaries of the two sects and six paths?

Fan Qinghui was confused and didn't speak for a moment, but just made up her mind to make up her mind before moving. Zhu Meixian angrily shouted, "We can find you a bad woman named Fan. Where is Yang... Prince?" The expression seemed to be inconsistent with her words, and she had to go forward and fight desperately at any time.

The woman wearing a phoenix pleated skirt and carrying a short knife was not someone else, but was Du Fuwei, the biological sister of the overlord of the Jianghuai gang, Du Fuwei, known as "the phoenix is ​​bloody, white clothes are dustless". Her temperament was also very impulsive and fierce, but since she passed by the Nanman rank, she was able to suffer one loss and one wisdom, and her personality became much more calm and cautious. She had made her move just to save Danmei, but now she has achieved her goal, so she is unwilling to fight for unnecessary struggles. Seeing such a strong smell of gunpowder in Zhu Meixian's words, the blood phoenix was afraid that the dispute would arise again, so she hurriedly pressed Zhu Meixian's shoulder and said angrily: "Sister Xian'er, what did we say before? Have you forgotten all of you?"
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