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Chapter 1883 Don¡¯t even think about dying

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    An Yi quickly threw the Jiayin Talisman in his hand, which was one foot eight inches long and two inches seven inches long, and made by grinding red vermilion on blue paper, towards the black energy.

    Heiqi let out a sinister laugh and suddenly headed towards An Yi.

    An Yi did not expect that the Yin Qi of Yaizhen was so fierce that it could not even suppress the Jiayin Talisman. She quickly dodged and her arm was swept by the Yin Qi, causing unbearable pain.

    An Yi frowned, and at that moment, the sage was like a phantom, rushing outside.

    After finally luring Yaizhen out, An Yi would never let him go. She quickly stepped forward, drew the Liujia magic talisman on her right, used the sword formula, held the sword with the big finger of her left hand, Du Tiangang, and sat down, silently reciting the Liujia magic spell seven times, and again  Attack Yajue.

    There was a loud bang, and the ground trembled. After being hit by the spell, Yaizhen seemed to become more and more fierce, and he suddenly turned around and rushed towards An Yi.

    A black figure came quickly to save An Yi, but was blocked by the black energy and couldn't enter at all.

    An Yi was surrounded by the black energy, and instantly felt a pair of hands strangle her neck.

    An Yi's face turned red and her mind went blank for a moment. She raised her eyes and saw Feng Qingchen's figure outside the black air.

    Feng Qingchen slashed at the black energy with his sword, but it could not be shaken at all.

    Just when An Yi blacked out and thought she was about to faint, she suddenly saw golden light emitting from Feng Qingchen's body, like a giant dragon soaring into the air, and the psychic sword stabbed the black energy from the sky.

    With a bang, the moment the psychic sword pierced the black air, flames shot up from the ground and the ground at the same time, and An Yi's front instantly turned into a sea of ??fire.

    The black air slowly dissipated, and Feng Qingchen fell high to the ground from mid-air, spitting out a large mouthful of blood with a pop.

    An Yi was startled and quickly got up from the ground and rushed towards Feng Qingchen.

    Feng Qingchen was trembling all over. His whole body was on fire and he was curled up on the ground in great pain.

    An Yi stepped forward and stretched out his hand to support Feng Qingchen, but he dodged it.

    "Don't touch me!" Feng Qingchen whispered, if An Yi touches him again, he will really turn into ashes!

    An Yi was startled and then realized that something was wrong with Feng Qingchen.

    "Why are you like this? Why" An Yi suddenly thought of something. That Tian Qing said that the fire phoenix in her body had awakened. Could it be that Feng Qingchen has been avoiding her these days because of the awakened fire phoenix in her body?

    "Yai Zui has regained his form!" Suddenly, Yun Zhinan's screams rang out.

    An Yi looked back and saw that the body that Feng Qingchen had finally dispersed slowly reunited.

    An Yi suddenly picked up the psychic sword that Feng Qingchen had dropped, turned around and stood up, blocking Feng Qingchen's face.

    "The psychic sword will recognize its master!" Feng Qingchen endured the pain and whispered.

    The psychic sword recognized its owner. Feng Qingchen was afraid that An Yi would not be able to use the psychic sword, but was injured by the psychic sword.

    An Yi couldn't care about it at the moment. She didn't have a weapon that she was good at. The only thing she could use now was the psychic sword!

    An Yi stood in front of Yaizhen, his eyes showed no hesitation or panic, and were clear and traceless.

    It was as if a strong and dazzling light radiated from Anyi's body. Her back stood upright like an ice sculpture and she said word by word: "Feng Qingchen, don't even think about dying!"

    The blood in Feng Qingchen's chest surged, and he spat out two mouthfuls of blood again. His stiff and cold face slowly softened, and a smile appeared on his face.  (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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