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The first thousand nine hundred and forty-five chapters kill the young emperor(2/2)

As soon as the cold blasted out, the whole world seemed to have become an ice and snow world.

Everyone knows that it was Yao Wuji who took action.

The same is true.

A body like an ice crystal slowly appeared beside Ling Yun. When it fully appeared, it turned into the body of the demon martial artist.

At this time, the demon martial artist was as powerful as a rainbow. He looked at Yan Futu and smiled coldly.

"Yao Wuji, get out of here. You have disappeared for so many years, and you think you are my husband's opponent. This kid dares to kill my son, and I will let him break into pieces today."

Yan Fu was slaughtering and shouted at the evil martial artist.

"Oh? I'm not your opponent? I defeated you once hundreds of years ago. Now you are still useless in front of this queen. The defeated opponent is the defeated opponent. In the past, it is even more so. If you don't believe it, just try it against this queen."

Yao Wuji did not retreat at all.

She stood in front of Ling Yun, like an ice wall.

It's hard to get close to.

Yan Futu was about to take action, and at this moment, Long Qinghuang, Zhan Xiao and others all rushed to Ling Yun's side.

Each one is full of momentum.

If Yan Futu dared to take action, they would never stand by and watch.

"you……"

Yan Futu's face looked extremely ugly.

At this moment, he did not choose to take action anymore. He knew very well that even if he did, he would definitely not be able to move Ling Yun.

So he picked up Yan Wuyi's body and hurriedly retreated to the seven major sects.
Chapter completed!
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