God is so unfair! She had practiced so hard, and in that month, with the help of the Nuwa Stone, she reached the peak of the heavenly realm. But when she looked back, her opponent had already surpassed her.
.There is no comparison at all!
"Hey, have you finished counting? Do you want to fight me or Long Ming?" Murong Feixue smiled softly, holding the hand holding the flaming crescent knife, and put it on his shoulder as if playing.
He shouted proudly to the frowning 'Long Zimo'.
As soon as these words came out, Long Zimo's body froze, and his whole body was almost cold. His pale face was covered with sweat. In just a moment, there were big beads of sweat running down Long Zimo's face.
' His cheeks were streaming down his face. He lowered his head and murmured like a whisper: "How could this happen..."
Seeing Long Zimo being so hesitant, Long Ming had already lost his patience. He pulled out the Long Yuan Shengxie Sword carried on his back, and the sword light showed that it was also the strength of the ninth level of the God-level Red Realm...
The enchanting red light shone on Long Zimo's drooping face. Out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of the red light on the wood, and Long Zimo immediately fell to the ground.
"You, you, why are you hiding your strength so deeply? I remember that when you were in Huanyun Kingdom, you were just a rookie with the Mystical Green Mirror. It had only been three or four months. You...
The peak of the heavenly realm, the red realm of the divine realm, are you kidding me???" Qian Zhihan was ashamed and angry, and she felt that the anger in her heart was about to burst out.
"Pfft..." A mouthful of blood spit out.
Qian Zhihan did not expect that she would be so angry that Long Mingsheng vomited blood. The feeling of being kept secret for more than ten years and fooled by applause was a humiliation that Qian Zhihan had never endured!
However, Murong Feixue seemed to think that this was not enough. He could actually make "Long Zimo" vomit blood with anger, so he might as well just vomit it to the end. Subduing the enemy without fighting is the best policy!
"call out……"
Murong Feixue raised his hand and put his flaming meniscus sword and Long Ming's Longyuan Victory Evil Sword together. The spiritual power of the two people was condensed on the flaming meniscus sword and Longyuan Victory Evil Sword respectively. One
One is the second level of the God-level Red Realm, and the other is the ninth level of the God-level Red Realm. They are both dazzling red lights. They reflect each other in perfect harmony. It not only stung Qian Zhihan's eyes, but also stung her heart...
…
At first, Long Ming escaped from marriage and was unkind to him. Now, Long Ming is right in front of him, paired up with others, and humiliates him to this point. It is simply an unforgivable crime!
"puff……"
Qian Zhihan originally wanted to go up with the seven-star purple dragon sword and fight to the death with Murong Feixue and Long Ming. However, the blood in his internal organs surged, and his spiritual power surged uncontrollably. It was obvious that he was possessed by anger and anger.
My hands and feet were completely unable to exert any strength. I just took a step forward and heard the seven-star purple dragon sword rolling to the side, and its light gradually dimmed.
Hanging her head helplessly, the owner of the Seven-Star Purple Dragon Sword has completely lost her fighting spirit. After being hit again and again, she can no longer display even half of her strength.
She thought that she had been famous all her life, but now she was angered twice, and she was so messed up. Fortunately, this body was not her own, otherwise today would undoubtedly be her death day...
