The hearts of countless people are now in their throats, worrying and worrying.
Lord of Glory stood in the distance, looking at Ye Qingge who was still arrogant and scarred, he suddenly felt that he was not worthy of being Ye Qingge's enemy.
Yong Yesheng did not hesitate and beat the Thunder Palm out in one go. This time, thirty-two rays of light hit Qingge.
The night is thick and the moonlight is bright.
Qingge looked at the thirty-two light blades, her eyes flashed lightly, her hands clenched into fists, and her two fists were punched in the air, and the fists rayed in waves, and two blood-colored fists were hit.
Jin Chanzi was surprised when he saw this scene.
"What's wrong?" Ji Hua asked.
Jin Chanzi said: "This girl Qingge must have never learned martial arts or something. The martial arts are particularly rare. If you look at Qingge's boxing style carefully, it is similar to the thunder palm of Yongye City Lord..."
At this point, Jin Chanzi stopped, and the following words were self-evident.
"Master, what you mean is that Xiaoye's fist was shot based on the Thunder Palm, which means that it was created by her own!" Ji Hua said in horror.
He thought that Xiaoye had already had a very high talent in the field of refining weapons. Unexpectedly, he also made breakthroughs in martial arts. He created his own martial arts, which ordinary people dare not think about, but she did it while defending. She was so surprised.
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It was not just Jin Chanzi, but Qin Kui and Yong Yesheng both saw that Qingge's boxing technique was created by himself.
Yong Yesheng's eyes finally had ups and downs at this moment.
In the air, the thirty-two light blades of the Thunder Palm and the two shadows of Qingge are about to meet and meet.
In an instant, everyone was shocked.
They saw two blood-red fist shadows, like blooming blood demon flowers, transformed into four paths, then eight paths, sixteen paths, and thirty-two paths!
The moment the fist shadows of the thirty-two blood demon fists and the thirty-two light blades of the Thunder Palm collided, it seemed like the mountain collapsed and the earth was about to shake, and the amazing momentum bloomed, and the sky and the earth seemed to be divided into two.
, half purple, half red, swallowing the sky and woe sun, the rumbling sound rang out, the spiritual energy swelled high in the sky, forming a tornado, and the dust and smoke were all rolled up.
A huge sound exploded like thunder on the ground, and everyone present felt that their souls were impacted.
Finally, the light blade of the Thunder Palm disintegrated the Blood Demon Fist Shadow, and finally attacked Qingge.
That blow was earth-shaking.
The purple light annihilates Ye Qingge.
It is still hard to say whether it is life or death.
"As I expected, Ye Qingge couldn't stand the three strikes." Mo Qiong laughed, a little arrogant.
"Die?" Qin Kui stared at the dazzling purple light, "Is it because he didn't feel Ye Qingge's vitality, could he die?"
Qin Kui suddenly felt a little regretful. In the past two years, he had suffered countless losses among Ye Qingge's masters. Before he could settle the score with Ye Qingge, she died?
Mo Qiong raised his eyebrows, "It's still alive if you don't die. Even the three sword spirit masters will be destroyed. This is the ability of the Luohua City Lord."
Mo Qiong looked at the rich and vigorous purple light in the picture with some enthusiasm.
When the purple light dissipated, she could see the miserable Ye Qingge. This time, Ye Qingge would fall into the mud and never turn over again.
Thinking of this, Mo Qiong was a little excited.
However, the smile has just climbed onto the face and it has frozen.
Mo Qiong's eyes tightened, incredible, "How is this possible?"
But the purple light dissipated, and in the center, the man was wearing light armor and a golden cloak, like an ancient sword, standing straight.
Suddenly, everyone cheered.
Late at night, cheers rang outside Xuanyue Pass.
Everyone shouted loudly, and even they themselves didn't know what they were shouting, just trying to vent their excitement.
But the next moment, everyone was silent at the same time, and even felt very heavy.
All eyes gathered on Qingge.
Blood was overflowing from the corner of Qingge's mouth.
She pursed her lips tightly, trying to swallow the blood, but there was too much blood coming into her throat. At the end, she opened her mouth and squirted it out in one mouthful.
Her face was terrible under the bright moonlight.
Qingge opened her eyes wide and the scene in front of her was so blurry that she couldn't see clearly. Qingge felt that her consciousness was also a little distracted.
She was able to completely destroy the attack of the Three Sword Spirit Master, but she took it down.
Qingge decided to close his eyes.
"City Lord, continue." Qingge said.
She walked a few steps forward.
Some women, looking at Qingge's footprints, opened their mouths in shock, and then raised their hands to cover their mouths.
Qingge took three steps. Every time she took, the blood shed from her body condensed into a pool of blood on the ground.
She was wearing that strong light armor, and no one knew what kind of blow her body had suffered.
It was not until the bloody Yan Cai dyed everyone's eyes red that they realized that she was not so relaxed. She was fighting hard, especially her hands, after three attacks, it was already terrible.
Yin Liangsha's eyes turned red completely and tears couldn't stop flowing out. She ran towards Qingge and took out soft cloth and potion from the space bag, wanting to heal Qingge's wounds.
Qingge faced Yin Liangsha and said, "Go back."
"Qingge." Yin Liangsha roared hysterically.
"Didn't you hear me?" Qingge's eyes were still closed.
While resisting Yong Yesheng's three attacks, although Qingge was seriously injured, she also stimulated her potential. As long as she uses dark techniques to protect her heart and dantian, after ten attacks, she activates the healing power of the Snow Spirit Bead.
She is still safe and sound, and she is full of energy.
Yin Liangsha grabbed the soft cloth and bleeding-resistance potion in both hands. She looked at Qingge and burst into tears.
She turned around, turned her back to Qingge, and walked back a few steps.
Suddenly, Yin Liangsha ran towards Qingge. She stood in front of Qingge, pulling Qingge's sleeve, and her voice was choked, "Qingge, can we go back?"
Qingge's eyes were closed and he didn't say anything.
Footsteps sounded.
Xing Tumi walked to Yin Liangsha, grabbed Yin Liangsha's clothes and walked to the side.
Yin Liangsha looked at Xing Tumi with tears in her eyes. She wanted to break free from Xing Tumi's shackles and then walk towards Qingge, trying to convince Qingge, but Xing Tumi controlled her tightly.
"You don't understand her." Xing Tumi said.
"What does it mean?" Yin Liangsha asked.
"Don't fuck her decision. If you lose five thousand high-level monsters, you will face a death challenge next. Everything she does is not for herself. Princess Chaoyang, just wait and cheer for her victory.
.” Xing Tumi loosened Yin Liangsha's clothes and said.
"But... there are seven more times that she can't bear."
"Do you just distrust your king so much?" Xing Tumi said coldly.
Hearing this, Yin Liangsha was stunned.
Yes, in two years, she has created countless miracles.
Even if the opponent is Eternal Yesheng, she should trust her.
Yin Liangsha looked at Qingge again, Qingge's eyes closed, standing in the cold wind, her slender figure seemed to be blown down by the wind at any time, standing for thousands of years, unshakable.