When he swept the disciples, he said coldly, "You step back, and no one is instructed not to come forward without this seat!"

The disciples agreed in unison, and it really gave up a lot of vacant land.

Qi Luoer clenched his fists in his sleeves. Watching the fight between the most powerful people in the two circles of the fairy and magic, his heart almost jumped out.

Lightning and thunder, Mars hit Earth, spacecraft exploded ...

Various adjectives cannot describe the struggle between the two men.

The whole square was filled with stones from Sha Fei, and the disciples around the outer circle desperately retreated, lest they be affected by the typhoon.

Because Ling Xuzi had suffered many losses on Yue Wudi, he was afraid that Yue Wuyi would suddenly get into trouble, so he kept a distance of about two feet from Yue Wuyi.

Fight with Sword Qi and Yue Wuzhang.

Both of them are moving to the extreme, and the disciples who are weaker can hardly see who is who.

I only saw a group of blue shadows and a group of white lights fighting ...

Qi Luoer now has amazing eyesight, but sees that Yue Wuzhen is obviously at a disadvantage.

The light wave emitted is not as long as Ling Xuzi, and the strength is not enough.

Even there were many hanging colors on his body, and the blood flowing down his arm had stained the entire sleeve ...

Ling Xuzi's always calm face couldn't hide a pride at the moment.

For thousands of years, he and Yue Wuzhen have fought many times.

But he was defeated in his hands again and again.

If it weren't for a cloud painting, he wouldn't know how many times he had been taken by Yue Wuyi for his life.

Later, he also learned to be good, and when he met Yue Wuyi, he could not do it if he could not.

Anyway, there is a cloud painting, there is no need for him to show his ugliness.

He has no hate for the moon, he always hates and fears.

Seizing this opportunity at this time, naturally refused to let go.

Seeing the wolf howling in the moon, he only felt that the grievances that had accumulated in his heart for thousands of years finally vented ...

The long sword in his hand is also an immortal treasure, known as the Qing Dynasty.

At this moment, the dance flew up and down, the glory was shining, the power was huge, and the offensive was fast and fierce.

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