Qingfeng's feet are flying like flying, try to stay away from Nangong Aotian as much as possible, and must not let these idiots find the trace of Nangong Aotian.

Encountered people who blocked her along the way, without further ado, she was sent back to her hometown with a wind blade.

Constantly rushing, constantly blocking, I don't know how long it took, Qingfeng's body became heavier and heavier, but she still did not lose her aura of the king of killers.

In a pair of eyes as black as the universe is a sharp and majestic murderous look: she can't fall down, she said she would go back to find Nangong Aotian, she said she would marry Nangong Aotian back to Mingdu.

The night is getting thicker and darker, the night is slowly falling, and the autumn wind blows on the body, making it a little cold.

After a long time, Qingfeng finally got rid of those idiots and returned to Nangong Aotian's hiding place by relying on her vigorous skills and superb secret technique in her previous life.

She looked at the farther and farther torch line in the distance, and a trace of disdain flashed in her eyes: "A bunch of idiots, they still want to catch me!"

A cold and arrogant voice sounded in the dark woods, and Qingfeng immediately flew onto the towering tree.

The night wind was blowing, the ground was still mixed with a few wisps of blood, and the tree hadn't changed at all, but the person she hid in the tree was still gone, nothing had changed, but the person had disappeared.

How could this be?

Qingfeng's pretty cheeks suddenly changed color, her eyes sank, and a murderous look flashed in her heart, and her haughty eyes were already red at this moment.

Could it be that Nangong Aotian was discovered?

No, it is kept secret here, and there is no trace of a fight, so it is definitely not being caught.

Moreover, she doesn't think that in the whole world, who else can catch Nangong Aotian?

It doesn't make sense, but that's how she trusts him!

Then there is only one possibility - Nangong Aotian fell down the tree by himself!

Damn it, he actually took the risk to lure the group of men in black away, she felt that the men in black were too easy to deceive, it turned out that it was not the men in black who were easy to deceive, but Nangong Aotian appeared to lure these people away .

Qingfeng looked at the torches that formed a line in the distance, and stomped her feet fiercely: Nangong Aotian, this idiot, why is he always so stupid!

It's no wonder these men in black abandoned her and chased after Nangong Aotian, after all, compared to Nangong Aotian, she is just a person without light and importance.

The existence of Nangong Aotian is a great danger to many people, only by being strangled can they feel at ease.

So she, a foreign woman, can naturally be let go.

This man can see clearly, why doesn't he understand her intentions!

No, she definitely won't let this man have an accident, he is very poisonous, even if he was brave in the past, it will be difficult for him to resist such a powerful enemy at this time.

The wind was blowing under his feet, and Meng ran towards the line where the torches were connected.

Chasing the clouds and chasing the moon is as fast as electricity.

In the blink of an eye, Qingfeng rushed to the place where the melee was fought. Amidst the sound of slashing and killing, swords and swords were everywhere, and the dense forest was filled with a strong smell of blood.

Nangong Aotian was trapped inside, and on that moon-like body, there were many scars added, varying in shades, his face was hard, slightly pale, his lips were faintly bloodshot, presumably to wake himself up early, And bit his own lips.

At this moment, his pair of deep red eyes were astonishingly sharp, his face was filled with chill, and his cheeks were carved like a knife, mixed with the blood on them, giving birth to absolute ferocity and arrogance.

There were bloodstains all over his body, and he didn't know if it was someone else's or his. The bright red blood and messy black hair were swaying openly in the night.

The current appearance, not only does not show the slightest desolation and desolation of the Jedi, but it is more and more murderous and arrogant, like a rakshasa in the dark night, tempting everyone to kneel down but murderous.

There are many people besieging Nangong Aotian, but Nangong Aotian's long sword is like cutting vegetables. With one strike, many people will be cut down. The moment Qingfeng rushed up, dozens of people had already fallen , The silver sword snatched in his hand has turned into a blood sword at this moment, and the hot blood keeps falling, as if the ground has been planted with bloody mandala.

But the men in black who besieged him seemed to be tireless, and went towards Nangong Aotian's crazy attack. Even though Nangong Aotian kept counterattacking, they still retreated until they reached the edge of the cliff.

They wanted to drive Nangong Aotian to the end of a cliff, and wanted to kill Nangong Aotian!

In an instant, Qingfeng's two suns were red with blood, and a ferocious murderous aura flooded out.

Caressing Fengyin's scorched tail with his hand, with a sound of "Zheng", he stabbed at Nangong Aotian's long sword, and was cut off by a wind blade.

Nangong Aotian couldn't help but look up, and in his eyes, there was a snow-white Qingfeng rushing like an arrow, full of murderous aura, shocking.

A phoenix sings scorched tail, played by her superbly. As a sharp arrow, it comes very fast, with bursts of wind blades, and countless lives are ended in Qingfeng's hands in an instant.

As soon as Qingfeng made a move, it was a must-kill song - ambush from all sides, wherever he passed, blood bloomed all over the place, making people completely helpless.

From the beginning to the end, Qingfeng never glanced at the fallen corpse on the ground, but only wore a dangerous smile, like a witch who came on the waves from hell, disappeared in an instant!

There are no gorgeous tricks, no gorgeous colors, sometimes it's just a kill when the piano sounds and the jade hand falls.

It's just a note, but it's like a sickle of death, harvesting life. Everything is so cold and bloody, but it makes people feel terrified.

There is no words, no heat, only murderous aura, full of murderous aura, deep in the depths of Qingfeng's eyes, there are burning fires everywhere, vowing to burn and hurt people who hurt Nangong Aotian.

Seeing this, Nangong Aotian couldn't help but tremble. Although he fought side by side with Qingfeng for a long time, he never knew that Qingfeng, who was in a rage, was the king of killing.

Just like him, cold and ruthless, killing with one move, never giving the opponent room to fight back.

Sound attack, lore sound attack.

Qingfeng galloped towards her, her murderous aura blooming in the night without concealment, like the most splendid fireworks, making it impossible to look away, but the horrifying smell of blood and ferocity was stronger than the blood in her hands. Fengyin Jiaowei made people even more chilly.

The breath of the god of death enveloped her, she was like the god of death, the icy coldness from hell made everyone fearful: Is she a human or a demon?

There was a chill in the heart of the man in black. Nangong Aotian alone had caused countless deaths and injuries to them, and they had lost troops and defeated their generals. With Qingfeng added, would there be any chance of winning?

Can't let these two meet?

This is the voice of all the men in black. For a moment, the men in black split into two and started to attack and kill Nan Aotian and Qingfeng non-stop.

Move to kill, sword to go slanted!

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