The Killing Blood Wolf stood up, his body covered in dust, and his ruby-like eyes turned to Qing Ge.
In the end, it settled in Qing Ge’s hands.
Xiaolang looked at Qingge's torn hands, and the blood flowing in the monster's body seemed to be flowing backwards and boiling, and his head was buzzing.
He stared at Yong Yesheng, wishing he could rush over and tear Yong Yesheng's body apart.
How dare he touch his contractor?
Qingge looked at Xiaolang with gentle eyebrows.
After more than a year of companionship and dependence on each other, they established a deep friendship.
In the realm of nothingness, the Crimson Thunder Snake and a group of little foxes were extremely worried.
The still sleeping flame dragon seemed to be experiencing fluctuations.
Qingge looked around, looking at the people above and below the city, and at the soldiers outside and inside the city.
They all looked at her and encouraged her.
Gradually, she has become the faith and soul of the four empires.
She used her blood and flesh to protect them and defend their rights.
"Qingge..." Yin Liangsha looked at her and frowned.
She wished that she was the one who suffered the heavy blow of eternal night life.
Qing Ge smiled slightly.
She stared, her gaze sweeping across the eternal night.
Yong Yesheng looked at Qingge, and then at Ye Qingge's palm.
His Thunder Palm was famous for its power. The eight light blades in the first palm were more powerful than the last. Qingge was able to withstand it, but his palm only cracked.
Obviously, Yong Yesheng was not satisfied with this result.
Very dissatisfied.
"Is it okay?" Yong Yesheng asked.
"let's start."
Qingge said calmly.
She knew that the first slap was just an appetizer, and now was the main event.
Yong Yesheng looked at her, moving his feet on the purple light of the King's Order and posing.
This time, Yong Yesheng attacked with both hands.
When his hands contained infinite spiritual energy, Yong Yesheng struck out with his palms, sixteen blades of light, attacking Qingge one after another like chasing the moon, sweeping away, fast, ferocious, crazy, and cruel!
Qing Ge stood still, a pair of black eyes reflected a purple color, so gorgeous and so strong, as if a disaster or a huge storm was brewing.
Qing Ge opened her mouth slightly and exhaled, then she stood on one foot, her palms slightly arched, pointing towards Yong Ye Sheng.
This time, sixteen light blades formed a line and converged into a super powerful light blade, which struck at Qingge with a devastating force.
Qing Gexu narrowed her eyes, she poured all her strength into her right foot, and raised her left leg slightly.
When the second palm of Ben Lei was hit by strong winds, Qingge's body rotated rapidly. She tried to use the rotation to rub away the power of Ben Lei's palm. Finally, Qing Ge stepped on the ground with both feet, and her two hands turned into
Claw, to resist Thunder Palm.
The purple electric threads swam inside her body, and a large amount was swallowed up by the Blood Demon Flower. A small part of it ran rampant in Qingge's internal organs and veins.
"ah!"
The singing voice roared at the top of his lungs, and the roaring roar was like endless waves, so deafening that some people who were close to him seemed to have their Dantians bursting.
At this point, everyone present was amazed by the power of singing at night.
Sixteen light blades touched Qingge's hands, Qingge's legs moved slightly, and he stepped back continuously, and his feet slid out of two deep ravines on the ground.
Until finally, Qingge put away her offensive and struck with another palm, causing the sixteen blades of light to disintegrate.
Qingge's body flew backwards like a scarecrow, and his back hit the city wall.
Pfft——
A mouthful of blood sprayed on the city wall.
Qinggefu rolled down from the city wall again and fell to the ground.
The purple electric thread was as thick as a finger, like a dragon returning to the sea, churning inside her body, visible to the naked eye, and shocking.
"Kings!"
Everyone, rush to her.
Qingge lay on the ground, she raised her hand lightly, and everyone stopped.
They saw the petite person lying on the ground, standing up slowly with her hands on the ground. The dust and dirt splashed up could not hide her peerless beauty.
She stood in front of the city gate, wiping the blood from the corner of her mouth with the back of her hand.
With trembling steps and such stubbornness, she walked back again and stood ten steps away from Yong Ye Sheng, taking a defensive posture.
If you look carefully, you can see that her hands and body are trembling uncontrollably.
Yong Yesheng looked at Qing Ge, his eyes were like deep pools.
From the initial fear and wanting her to be frustrated, to the shock now.
No one can withstand three of his attacks, let alone ten.
He once thought that Ye Qingge was young and frivolous and a simple-minded person. Later, he investigated Ye Qingge and found that she was thoughtful and delicate. Now, Yong Yesheng cannot understand her.
Ye Jing Feng Yi Bo Yuntian is upright and upright. Although she kills people as viciously as snakes and scorpions, she is also upright and has a clear conscience.
"Give up." Yong Yesheng said.
He had dealt with Ye Jingfeng, and Ye Qingge was Ye Jingfeng's daughter. If Ye Jingfeng knew that he bullied his daughter like this, he would probably crawl out of the grave and kill him.
Qingge looked at Yong Yesheng. Although her eyes were bloody and bloody, they were particularly clear and bright, as if spring water was flowing inside.
"There are eight more times, City Lord, please continue." Qing Ge said without changing his expression.
She has a trump card.
After ten attacks, she will never suffer any sequelae that will affect her cultivation.
If Yong Ye Sheng's attack wants to defeat her cultivation path and destroy her body, then she doesn't mind bursting out with the power of the Netherworld Flower.
So what if she is a dark master?
When her army of Warcraft becomes stronger and stronger, who will dare to act arrogantly in front of her?
The power of the Snow Lingzhu can also be detonated, and the released power is even stronger, and can even level Xuanyue Pass and kill hundreds of thousands of people in one blow.
However, Qing Ge would not use the power of the Snow Spirit Pearl unless it was absolutely necessary, simply because it was a way of injuring the enemy by one thousand and damaging himself by eight hundred. He had to accept death as if he were going home and fight to the death with the enemy.
Everyone, go to hell together.
Yong Yesheng looked at Qing Ge and remained silent.
Speaking of which, Ye Qingge's stubborn temperament is exactly the same as Yan Bingtong's.
Thinking of Yan Bingtong, that woman who suddenly appeared in a sudden scene, the eternally hard heart becomes softer.
In that era, Yan Bingtong was the object of admiration for all the young talents at that time. The more powerful her talent was, the more she hoped to marry Bingtong.
Unfortunately, Yan Bingtong and Ye Jingfeng were deeply in love and would remain together until death.
Their relationship is an iron wall, and outsiders are not allowed to interfere.
"If you persist any longer, it is just a foolish struggle." Yong Yesheng said.
"No one can predict the outcome until the last step, city lord, don't you think so?" Qingge smiled like a flower, and at that moment, the spring blossomed and the flowers bloomed brightly.
Tens of thousands of soldiers were all shocked.
Yong Yesheng looked at Qing Ge in a trance.
At the beginning, Yan Bingtong also told him that in everything, if you don't persist to the end, no one knows who the winner is. In this process, even if you have an advantage, you must not relax. Relaxation means failure.
"Very good, she is indeed the daughter of Mrs. Yan and General Ye." Yong Yesheng said.
Then, Yong Yesheng once again assumed the posture of Thunder Palm.