Yu Liuli walked to Jiao Yue's side, very enchanting, and put a jade arm on his shoulder: "Lord Jiao Yue really knows how to cherish the beauty, how can you be so reluctant to part with such a pure and lovely little beauty?"
Gaoyue's eyes were distracted and she didn't look at Yu Liuli at all.
Wuying and Heiyunzi glanced at each other, cold sweat broke out on their backs, and they both had an ominous premonition.
Yu Liuli glanced at Huaying again and said slowly: "This woman is stunningly beautiful, unfazed by changes, and proud. She is definitely not an ordinary woman. You will regret it one day if you accept her as your disciple."
"Even if I regret it, it's not your turn to teach me a lesson." Jiao Yue finally spoke, her eyes full of disdain. He was too lazy to talk nonsense with Yu Liuli again, and stood up to leave the main hall.
When Jiao Yue walked to the center of the main hall, Yu Liuli's expression changed. Suddenly the hall was filled with extremely strong murderous aura. Her eyes turned cold, and her hands transformed into a fire sword out of thin air. The blade of the sword was glowing with blazing fire.
In a moment, the most powerful force was brewed, and the spiritual power was concentrated on the tip of the sword, and it was stabbed towards the bright moon.
The whole action lasted only a moment, so fast that Huaying couldn't see clearly how she made the move, she could only feel the temperature around her rising sharply.
This is the illusion world, this is illusion? Huaying's eyes flashed, this is a world where the strong is respected and force is respected!
Jiao Yue also avoided it like a ghost and appeared in another direction. Yu Liuli seemed to have anticipated Jiao Yue's move, and without any hesitation, turned around and stabbed her again.
Some of the surrounding furnishings were shaken by the residual force and shattered into pieces.
Huaying clearly felt a strong force bothering her, and she unconsciously took a few steps back before steadying herself.
Hei Yunzi and Wuying also retreated at the same time. Hei Yunzi stood in front of Hua Ying and said: "Junior sister, your cultivation is still shallow, stay behind me."
There is a hint of concern in these words. Before Hua Ying traveled through time, she was an international socialite. Her appearance was extremely beautiful. Even a scar on her face could not hide her brilliance. No man cared about beauty.
Jiao Yue turned his back to Yu Liuli and did not turn around, but a seven-color light shield appeared behind him. The light shield flashed seven kinds of light and resisted Yu Liuli's sword attack.
Yu Liuli exerted force again, with murderous intent, wishing to kill the opponent, but still could not disintegrate Jiaoyue's perfect defensive light shield.
"You have already used the same move once." Jiaoyue said coldly.
A strange light flashed in Huaying's beautiful eyes. This should be the move of the strong. She did not miss every wonderful scene. She was not in the mood to worry about the grudges between the two great masters and why they fought. There was just a voice in her heart.
Scream, in this world, she also wants to become such a strong person.
"You can't hurt me in twenty years, and it won't be the same in twenty years." Jiao Yue's tone was a bit disdainful and mocking.
Yu Liuli seemed to have been stabbed in pain, her eyes showing incomparable anger and unwillingness, as well as the sorrow that penetrated into her bones.
"Ah——" With a violent sound, mixed with a look of despair, Yu Liuli retracted his sword and swung it back fiercely. The fire flashed violently and exploded the jade chair with tiger and dragon carvings on the high platform to pieces.
"I've taught you so many times, but you still can't learn it. Only the weak will be angry." Jiao Yue did not turn around and sneered, and the seven-color shield behind her disappeared.
Yu Liuli stared at the back of the bright moon, her eyes were so ferocious and terrifying, but she could only watch the bright moon swaggering away from her eyes.
Yu Liuli walked to Jiao Yue's side, very enchanting, and put a jade arm on his shoulder: "Lord Jiao Yue really knows how to cherish the beauty, how can you be so reluctant to part with such a pure and lovely little beauty?"
Gaoyue's eyes were distracted and she didn't look at Yu Liuli at all.
Wuying and Heiyunzi glanced at each other, cold sweat broke out on their backs, and they both had an ominous premonition.
Yu Liuli glanced at Huaying again and said slowly: "This woman is stunningly beautiful, unfazed by changes, and proud. She is definitely not an ordinary woman. You will regret it one day if you accept her as your disciple."
"Even if I regret it, it's not your turn to teach me a lesson." Jiao Yue finally spoke, her eyes full of disdain. He was too lazy to talk nonsense with Yu Liuli again, and stood up to leave the main hall.
When Jiao Yue walked to the center of the main hall, Yu Liuli's expression changed. Suddenly the hall was filled with extremely strong murderous aura. Her eyes turned cold, and her hands transformed into a fire sword out of thin air. The blade of the sword was glowing with blazing fire.
In a moment, the most powerful force was brewed, and the spiritual power was concentrated on the tip of the sword, and it was stabbed towards the bright moon.
The whole action lasted only a moment, so fast that Huaying couldn't see clearly how she made the move, she could only feel the temperature around her rising sharply.
This is the illusion world, this is illusion? Huaying's eyes flashed, this is a world where the strong is respected and force is respected!
Jiao Yue also avoided it like a ghost and appeared in another direction. Yu Liuli seemed to have anticipated Jiao Yue's move, and without any hesitation, turned around and stabbed her again.
Some of the surrounding furnishings were shaken by the residual force and shattered into pieces.
Huaying clearly felt a strong force bothering her, and she unconsciously took a few steps back before steadying herself.
Hei Yunzi and Wuying also retreated at the same time. Hei Yunzi stood in front of Hua Ying and said: "Junior sister, your cultivation is still shallow, stay behind me."
There is a hint of concern in these words. Before Hua Ying traveled through time, she was an international socialite. Her appearance was extremely beautiful. Even a scar on her face could not hide her brilliance. No man cared about beauty.
Jiao Yue turned his back to Yu Liuli and did not turn around, but a seven-color light shield appeared behind him. The light shield flashed seven kinds of light and resisted Yu Liuli's sword attack.
Yu Liuli exerted force again, with murderous intent, wishing to kill the opponent, but still could not disintegrate Jiaoyue's perfect defensive light shield.
"You have already used the same move once." Jiaoyue said coldly.
A strange light flashed in Huaying's beautiful eyes. This should be the move of the strong. She did not miss every wonderful scene. She was not in the mood to worry about the grudges between the two great masters and why they fought. There was just a voice in her heart.
Scream, in this world, she also wants to become such a strong person.
"You can't hurt me in twenty years, and it won't be the same in twenty years." Jiao Yue's tone was a bit disdainful and mocking.
Yu Liuli seemed to have been stabbed in pain, her eyes showing incomparable anger and unwillingness, as well as the sorrow that penetrated into her bones.
"Ah——" With a violent sound, mixed with a look of despair, Yu Liuli retracted his sword and swung it back fiercely. The fire flashed violently and exploded the jade chair with tiger and dragon carvings on the high platform to pieces.
"I've taught you so many times, but you still can't learn it. Only the weak will be angry." Jiao Yue did not turn around and sneered, and the seven-color shield behind her disappeared.
Yu Liuli stared at the back of the bright moon, her eyes were so ferocious and terrifying, but she could only watch the bright moon swaggering away from her eyes.