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Chapter 1837 Kill them all within ten minutes.

Another young man's cold eyes fell on them, "Kill them all within ten minutes."

A strong sadness was pressing on the hearts of the Yun family.

They were made of dumplings!

There is no way forward.

Retreat, no way!

It was already very difficult to deal with it, but they were besieged and had no skills. It took less than ten minutes to get buried here.

Everyone looked at the land at the bottom of their feet with nostalgia, tears flashing in their eyes, and scarlet in their eyes.

"Swear to die and live together!"

I don't know who shouted.

"Swear to the family to survive and die together!" The sound of oaths like waves merged into a torrent, tragic and generous.

A strong and tragic atmosphere permeates the Yun family.

"It's interesting to fight back." The girl curled a contemptuous smile on her lips, and her eyes fell on Yun Qingyan, as if she was looking at her prey, "She is mine."

The seventh-level god was just given to her.

Holding a long sword in her hand, as soon as she finished speaking, her two swords thrust over like a rain of flowers in the sky!

It was amazingly fast! Only a white light was left in front of me!

They are all nine-level gods, but no one in the same level can see her attack trajectory clearly.

"Miss Qingyan! Be careful!" A man shouted and rushed towards Yun Qingyan, trying to resist the attack.

"One more is also seeking death!" A hint of contempt appeared on the girl's face.

However, before he could get closer, he was kicked out by a huge force, and just flashed through the awesome attack.

The white rainbow fell, but it seemed to hit a phantom, without any sensation.

The girl was shocked and suddenly heard her elder brother's sharp screams sounding from behind, "Zheng'er, behind!"

She turned and looked suddenly, a fierce sword aura attacked her in horror, and the rolled up light almost tear the space to pieces.

At the same time, the sound that was like the summoning of death came from his ears.

"Ordinary and silent!"

"Swish!" Without waiting for her to react, the fierce knife directly cut her in half!

"Zhen'er!" A heart-wrenching sound sounded in the sky, and the young man was blushing his eyes and attacked Yun Qingyan!

He is...the third-level god king!

Yun Qingyan held up a sword like ink, and the sharp blade was shining with a cold light. The sky and the earth changed color, and a storm formed in the air. "Wind, clouds, move!"

"Swish!" With a knife, the sword energy slammed into the torn storm and slashed towards the young man.

"Hua'er!" An old man from the God Emperor hurriedly took action, and the green vines rolled towards the young man, pulling him to the side.

"Ah!" A shrill scream made a piece of arm fall.

When everyone looked at the girl with dark eyes and cold breath, their eyes had changed!

Seventh...the seventh level of god?

Go to your seventh level upper god! This is simply a fierce god!

"Looking for death!" The old man was furious and raised his hand to attack Yun Qingyan.

"Cry!" A melodious and long sound sounded, and the sky was rendered red.

Another divine emperor majesty rose again, accompanied by a stern shout, "Don't bully me, there is no one in the Yun family!"

Yun Rong led a long sword to attack the old man.

The Nether Firebird was not willing to be outdone and flew towards another God Emperor!

A large number of figures rose in the mountains behind the Yun family. Yun Qingyan looked at it and saw grandpa, Yunlu, Yunxiao, and young and tender faces.

Yun Bai, who was fighting with someone, was shocked, "Yun Rong, didn't you ask you to take them away?"

Yun Rong pursed his lips tightly, "The Yun family, there are no people who are afraid of death!"

"Yes! The Yun family is never greedy for life and fear of death!"
Chapter completed!
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