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Han Yueqiao raised the corner of her mouth slightly and smiled coldly. She raised her hand and waved lightly, and a powerful and terrifying force was released, with a rich black color, which directly swallowed up Xi Qian's two swordsmanship concepts.
Xi Qian¡¯s face turned pale, he quickly retreated and teleported away immediately.
Sure enough, the moment she disappeared, an extremely terrifying attack came down, hitting her where she was just now, making a roaring explosion.
Xi Qian was affected and her face turned pale.
She had serious eyes, and after trying one move, she understood in her heart.
At this time, Han Yueqiao was stronger than the dragon in Broken Immortal River.
"Xiao Qian"
"I'll try again." Xi Qian gritted his teeth and interrupted Youying and Lieyan.
Hearing what she said, Youying and Lieyan were silent for a while and did not come out.
Both of them made up their minds to come out to save her when she was in danger.
"Next, it's time for me to take revenge." Han Yueqiao didn't feel happy when she saw Xi Qian suffered a loss.
There was ice in his eyes.
Because she knows that after this battle, whether Wu Luo wins or loses, she has no chance to live anymore.
Feeling the majestic killing intent, Xi Qian felt awe-inspiring in her heart. She clenched the Sword of Divine Punishment and closed her eyes.
With his mind moving, the Sword of Divine Punishment in his hand began to dance as he pleased.
In the blink of an eye, an unparalleled fusion of artistic conception struck down from the void, carrying a destructive aura, spanning the nine heavens and ten earths
The first form of fusion of artistic conception: "Breaking the sky¡ª¡ª"
Han Yueqiao gathered her moves and pushed them out. When she met Xi Qian's fusion of artistic conception, her pupils trembled slightly.
So strong!
How did her move become so powerful? The lethality is at least twice as much as before.
"Stand back!" Below, Feng Jinxiu's eyes sternly reminded Lou Yanxue immediately.
Lou Yanxue¡¯s eyes widened, but her speed was not slow and she had already teleported to a safe place.
It was also at this time that two power strikes in the air collided, "Boom¡ªBoom¡ª"
Explosions continued. This was an open area, a small plain. At this moment, you could clearly see that the land had sunk an inch.
Not only that, a huge sinkhole appeared on the plain, with black smoke rising and soil flying.
"Poof!" In mid-air, Xi Qian was hit by the remaining black mist in the chest and flew backwards. His face turned pale and he vomited a large mouthful of blood.
She half-knelt in the air, using the Sword of Divine Punishment to steady herself.
The hand holding the sword shook slightly.
Han Yueqiao on the opposite side did not fare well either. Although he hid in time, he was also affected and took more than ten steps back before stopping.
Her expression changed slightly, and she looked at Xi Qianfeng with solemn eyes.
Still underestimated.
??The fusion of artistic conception is so strong? !
No, if you can¡¯t kill her even after paying such a high price, then what¡¯s the point of sacrificing herself?
Han Yueqiao's eyes turned cold, his hands flew quickly, and he began to pinch the ancient and complicated magic formula.
Xi Qian had been wary of her, and when he saw her movements, he reacted immediately.
She closed her eyes gently, and "The Years Are Like a Canticle" and "Under the Sky" kept flashing in her mind
The artistic conception of time and the artistic conception of space are constantly changing and intertwining.
Then, it changes into the law of time and the law of space.
"Qianqian" Below, Lou Yanxue murmured, seeing that she didn't move and closed her eyes, worry flashed in her eyes.
Feng Jinxiu shook his hands and stared closely at the purple figure in the sky.
A Qian
Han Yueqiao kept staring at Xi Qian. Seeing her closing her eyes, she didn't relax but became more cautious.
She gritted her teeth and strengthened the originally concentrated moves by two points.
The twitching of something that was not within her power made Han Yueqiao's face turn pale and she almost lost control of vomiting blood.
The backlash is coming so soon?
She looks cold!
Ming Xi Qian, today is the day you die, Han Yueqiao gritted her teeth in her heart.
Opposite me, Xi Qian felt the cold breath and her heart moved slightly.
She opened her eyes with a swish, and the Sword of Divine Punishment was held in a sword flower in front of her, and was put behind her back.
The fingers of his left hand kneaded the formula quickly, and the Hun Tian Ling on his head fluttered in the wind.
In the sea of ??consciousness, the "Shenyue Jue" is also running quickly.Come.
The divine consciousness at the peak of divine transformation extends majestically, without any hiding.
Feng Jinxiu's heart moved, and a smile flashed in his eyes.
"Whoops!"
A purple light and shadow appeared above Xi Qian's head, flashing with frightening power and flowing light.
"Shengxuan! Go!" She raised her red lips slightly, and saw Han Yueqiao's attack coming over her, her eyes showed no change.
The moment she made the move, Han Yueqiao felt the terrifying aura, and her eyes widened in disbelief.
The power of the peak of divine transformation? ! !
How can it be? !
Time did not give her a chance to think too much, and the "Shengxuan" with the "Shenyue Jue" faced the big handprint as black as ink.
¡°Boom¡ªboom¡ªboom¡ª¡±
??The sound of the explosion overturned the sky and the earth, shaking the mountains and the ground. Although it was a plain, a large layer was cut away.
When Xi Qian made his move, he started the defensive function of the bracelet.
At this time, apart from her pale face, she was not affected by anything else.
But Han Yueqiao didn¡¯t feel so good. He flew out directly, and with a "wow" sound, he vomited a mouthful of blood.
Nearly fell from the air.
Xi Qian took a deep breath and felt the spiritual power in her dantian, her eyes cold.
If an ordinary person were to use the Fusion of Artistic Conception and "Shenyue Jue" and "Holy Mystery" together, their spiritual power would have been drained long ago.
But she is different, her spiritual power is more than twice that of others.
So at this moment, half of Dantian is left.
Her eyes flashed slightly, looking at Han Yueqiao who looked slightly embarrassed across from her, and she raised the Sword of Divine Punishment in her right hand again.
In the spirit beast space, Youying felt a little worried in her heart: "Qianqian, your spiritual power is not enough."
She also wants to use fusion artistic conception.
Xi Qian¡¯s lips curled up slightly: ¡°I know, but I want to give it a try.¡±
"Youying, I seem to have touched the barrier to becoming a god"
Youying: "!"
Lieyan and others: "!"
"Well, you try it." Youying smiled helplessly, mentally preparing to take action at any time.
Xi Qian communicated with her in his heart, but it only took a moment.
She raised her eyes and looked at Han Yueqiao opposite, the corners of her mouth deepened.
Han Yue and Qiao Yilin, what tricks does she have?
The guard in my heart was raised again.
"Qianqianare you okay?" Lou Yanxue took the time to look at Mu Qingli and found that she was fighting with the monster. After there was no danger, she kept paying attention to Xi Qian.
At this time, seeing that her face was pale but she still wanted to take action, she felt even more worried.
"She is measured." Feng Jinxiu looked at Xi Qian, not daring to relax at all.
In the air, the Sword of Divine Punishment in Xi Qian's hand swiped, with purple light and shadow.
Her mind moved slightly, and in the sea of ??consciousness, the laws of time and the laws of space were intertwined.
In the void, a woman with a peerless appearance in purple held a long sword in her hand. She slashed towards the opposite side with a powerful sword, as if she was about to tear apart the mountains and rivers. The purple sword shadow was so huge that it stretched across the nine heavens and ten lands, and was about to cut through the void with one sword - ¡ª
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