In short, this is the second time I have really fought with a woman in my life...

Resisting the Nine Misfortunes Clever, Liu Qingyi stood with a sword, but in his heart, he compared the woman in front of him with Yu Cixin. To be fair, as far as the rulers were concerned, the Nine Misfortunes were concerned, but there were also reasons for the differences between the two race traditions...

Relying on the magic weapon in his hand, Liu Qingyi temporarily had the advantage, but he left some room for action...

"Female Queen, can I sincerely ask for a question?" With one sword, Liu Qingyi took a few steps back and changed his palm power. The energy locked the person in front of him, and did not dare to be careless at all...

"Huh?" Jiufu frowned. The demon man had been fighting with him until now, and it seemed to be verifying his sword moves. The divine weapons in his hand were also terrible... Procrastination! The person who delayed the arrival! "Accurate!" said it accurately. The demon flames in his hand churned, and the red fire spears turned out... You should not fight with him in close combat. This man held the divine weapons and his body was strong. Now, except for Zhu Wu, no one can control him in the alien demon world!

"As a woman, she holds a high position and makes her subordinates and fights the world, will the daughter feel tired?" Liu Qingyi asked the Nine Misfortunes, and also to resolve the question in her heart. Is the throne of the island really important to her?

"Tired?" Nine disasters are unknown, but the queen of the different women are not that weak woman? "If you take heavy responsibilities, you will be aware of it! You are just crying for pain and pretentiousness! Flame Demon, you underestimate the Nine disasters!" At this point, your strength proved that Nine disasters were placed in a position where you could talk to him directly. Demons have always been the strong!

"Is that right... Ha... So that's it... Although this is said, this heavy responsibility is still heavy..." Liu Qingyi murmured to himself. It turned out that he had never thought that you had difficulty in letting go of the responsibility you were not much better than Zhu Wu. He ignored the responsibility, and he wanted to drag others to be as irresponsible as he was...

"A very emotional tone... makes people wonder!" Jiufu said, and the red fire was like a thorn in Liu Qingyi's throat.

The sword blocked the sneak attack, but Liu Qingyi was not very angry. Nine disasters were the queen of the different degrees, not the world, and there was no need to use so many rules...

"Or it was, I thought I was much better than your man, but now I think about it, just like him, and I have never thought about the person I like!" Liu Qingyi said while blocking Jiufu's harshness, "I just laugh at you for a hundred steps, just be self-righteous...he..."

"Yeah!" The red fire power in his hand suddenly increased. The Nine Misfortune Spear Danced a round of magic flames and smashed it hard on Liu Qingyi's sword, "Do you think you can compare with him?"

“Love matter has nothing to do with status or strength.”

"Compare the Nine Misfortunes with that secular woman, you really deserve to die!"

"Yeah!" With a cold voice, the sword suddenly sank. Liu Qingyi slashed at the tip of Chihuo with one sword, forcing Jiufu to retreat several steps, "The female queen... is too much!"

"Is that true?" Jiufu was slightly surprised. Could it be that the person's pain point was stabbed in his words?

"The superior has the position of the superior, and the Jianghu Langke also has his own thinking direction. The two are different. Everyone has his own position and meaning. Female queen, look back and see, maybe that person really has a lot of faults, but isn't he full of blood? Demons, they are all willful creatures!" Liu Qingyi said lightly, "Did you think so? Silver turtle and Zhu Wu!"

"Maybe it!" Calm steps, extraordinary domineering aura, and Yinxiong Zhu Wu approached strongly...

"You... are here!" Jiufu did not look back, but just said softly, but he brought too many words that he could not speak, wandering around his ears, as if he was resentful and as if he was guilty...

"Take the Duan Fengchen away... Here I am here..." Yin Yu Zhu Wu pressed on Chihuo with one hand, and his tone was gentle, "You...ah..."

In the eyes of Jiufu, Liu Qingyi was a dead person, or he did not resist this intimacy in his heart. The red fire fell down, and the person did not say anything, just looked at the familiar face and in his eyes, asking about this period of time, the people in front of him, are you... okay?

"I'm very good..." With a heart-to-heart relationship, Zhu Wu showed a gentle smile on his face. At this time, the Yin-Yu Zhu Wu, the God of War at the Ghost Clan, was more like a husband who returned home...

"I won't run away...you don't rush to kill, a quarter of an hour is enough..." Liu Qingyi said, turning around and walking towards the place where the son of Jiupan fought against the Three Heavenly Kings...

Jiufu opened his mouth to speak, but heard Zhu Wu say, "Thank you!"

He wanted to speak but stopped, but he acquiesced to this funny proposal... No matter how strong the Nine Disasters are, no matter how enduring they are, they are still women...

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The sad snow is accompanied by the vermilion red, the sword cuts the stern wind, stepping down at the end of the blue sky, overlooking the sky... The sword body is iron filings, the divine edge is formed in the battle, the unruly son of the gods, the three heavenly kings, the evil sword force is overwhelming, and the power is overwhelming the demons...

"What's wrong? Isn't there any more exciting killing?" After the evil state was revealed, there was blood in the robe of the God Son of Jiupan. The more you fight, the more crazy you are, the more you are, the more you are.

"Hu...ah...Hu..." Heavy breath, the Three Heavenly Kings were speechless, fighting countless people, but they had never encountered such monsters. When they faced him, it was like playing with a wise man. Every move was hard to distinguish between true and false, just like playing with a wise man. If you really wandered between life and death at all times, there was a slight difference, it was the moment of death. There was no temptation, only infinite traps, waiting for you to enter, and the sword drank people's lives...

Not to mention King Hui, even a killer general like Storm Candao, who has been fighting with the God Son of Jiupan, has been deeply exhausted. This man is like a battle of wisdom, and his body is exhausted and even more tired!

Hua Yan Wudao's armor was hit wherever he was hit. His hair was scattered, his forehead was filled with evil eyes, his mouth was bleeding, and his body was covered in bruises, but his fighting spirit was still igniting wildly!

"I'm bored..." With a boredom, the son of God moved to kill, and lost his killing spirit. He played in the world. Once again, the evil madness became even worse. Jiupan's son stroked Panluo with one hand, and blood flowed along. The body of Panluo's sword suddenly rose. His finger flicked, and the ice cracked sword formed. The Panluo Demon Sword pointed at the Three Heavenly Kings.

"Please a blood sacrifice for my sword..., you will not be in vain in this life!" When you move, Xue Luo, the sad and beautiful sword, with the deepest murderous intent, Jiupan Shenzi's sword walks three points, and one sword wants to kill the three demons...

"Ah!" After a moment of life, Lochia blocked the pass, unyielding will. The female hero, Hua Yan Wudao, reversed the magic element, exploded with a potential blow, blocked the sword of the God Son of Jiupan.

The sword stopped at the tip of the Sky Axe, and the tenacious and martial posture of the demon general in front of him was moving!

"Woman... retreat, the Son of God will not die!" The Son of God of God had a slight appreciation in his eyes, "This is a respect for you to block this move!"

"Dream!" The divine power urged again, Hua Yan Wudao's magical essence turned wildly, and with a cold voice, he rushed up with force. The sky axe was holding a cold front and punched the face of Jiupan Shenzi...

"Hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha!" He grabbed the heavy force with one hand, and the evil spirit on the face of the God of Jiupan was even more intense, and he laughed wildly, "Woman, should I praise you for being brave? Hahahahaha!"

The power of explosion was difficult to continue. Hua Yan Wudao blocked the son of Jiu Pan and turned around and shouted angrily, "Don't you leave now!"

Without saying anything, Storm Candao raised his strength and slashed the son of Jiupan, the King of Hui was beside him and angrily hit his chest. Although he was incompatible with Hua Yan Wudao, he was the same four kings and was under the God of War. How could the Demon Empress Sword fall behind? He also reversed the Demon Yuan and slashed the sword with anger, but the Demons were unwilling to accept this life-saving insult!

"Four Heavenly Kings, it's not bad!" Jiupan's God Son looked slightly serious, and his palm recoiled, hit Huayan Wudao, his body was still moving, and responded to all changes. The Changge Demon Sword was close to him for a moment, and the miserable attack was blown, and Frost and Blood fell... He paused, and he was about to end the battle. When Jiupan's God Son returned to his sword to take his life, he felt a whistling wind behind his head, but it was the Tian Axe coming again...

"The woman in blood is so charming." Dodging the slash of the sky axe, the son of Jiupan moved his body and appeared behind Huayan Wudao. Before he reacted, he suppressed the lochia with one sword and pinched his throat with one hand. "Pride, your face will become Jiupan's precious memory in the long years ahead!"

"...ha.ha..." Hua Yan Wudao was already weak and coughed blood and said with a smile, "Jiu Pan Son...ha!"

Holding the woman in front of her, she pulled her throat to her, and the son of Jiupan gently wiped the vermilion red from Hua Yan Wudao's mouth, then flicked his hand, and pulled a few strands of falling green hair...

"I have seen clearly...I still have my last words?"

The eyes were facing each other, and they were obviously facing each other on the battlefield, but to the eyes of the people on the side, they seemed to be flirting with men and women...

After slapping the hand of the God Son of Jiupan, Hua Yan Wudao grabbed Jiupan's hand with one hand and grabbed Jiupan's collar with the other hand, and crossed the sword's neck. The demon general was about to die, but he would not fall into the hands of others...

"Huayan Wudao can see this face clearly! Hahahaha!" The cool and heroic figure was moving, and the momentary movements made Jiu Pan Shenzi stunned. When the reaction was made, Pan Luo had been stabbed into the abdomen by Huayan Wudao...

"The one who killed Hua Yan... Hua Yan is not good at it! You...ha!" He closed his eyes and fell down, but was hugged by one hand...

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"Ha! This time, your movements are indeed faster than me." The collar of the clothes was red, and the gods of Jiupan came over with a sword... Liu Qingyi turned around and looked at the gods of Jiupan with a crazy look on his face, with a strange look on his face...

"how?"

"I didn't expect you to let the loser go..."

"Kill one... is enough. Killing is like tasting a good wine. I have tried the most beautiful things, and I can drink it tasteless!"

"It's suicide!"

"Is it different? It's beautiful, isn't it?"

"Unsuccessful suicide!"

"kindness!"

Liu Qingyi pointed at the Panluo Demon Sword, her face full of strange smiles, "I forgot to tell you... When I cast the sword, I used a little bit of vitality... The sword was first formed, and the iron slag that fell was not bad, just grinding it as a wound medicine."

"Chapi!!" Jiupan Shenzi looked ugly, "Don't you explain the items given to others clearly?"

"Angry?" Liu Qingyi said indifferently, "I want to kill you so much, it's not too late to kill you next time I meet you... It's just... Jiu Pan. Are you teasing a woman just now?"

"kindness?"

"You..." Liu Qingyi looked at the seemingly confused God Son, and her face twitched, "No one told you that your actions just now are more like flirting than killing each other?"

“Chabi…”

"kindness?"

"Do you want to die?"

"No!" Liu Qingyi shook her head, "Who will be the first in the next game?"

"I!" Jiupan Shenzi said naturally, "Ignore opinions, there is no room for negotiation, and there is no possibility of change!"

Jiupan's son, a demon and evil person, is rebellious and wise, and is good at argument. Liu Qingyi's eyes are fixed, but he seems to be vaguely able to see the son of god.... Some truth, some stubbornness, some evil and crazy, some loneliness...

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Chapter completed!