"Liu Yan'er, it seems that you have been at the West Building for too long. Do you really think I dare not take your life?" Liu Suya gritted her teeth, and a strange light burst out from her soybean-like pupils, with a sense of killing.

Liu Yan'erxu narrowed her narrow eyes, and her eyes were as cold as a thousand years of black ice. She raised her arm lightly, and many practitioners in the West Tower showed off their weapons.

Liu Yan'er smiled, "You want your Master Liu's life? You're afraid you're still young."

Liu Yan'er lowered her eyes and turned to look at Feng Qingyun's expressionless Qingge from the corner of her eyes.

Qingge seemed unmoved and kept teasing the little fox. The little fox was also very cute, making people feel happy and smiling.

The people from Xilou are not opponents of Liu Suya and others, and Liu Yan'er knows it very well.

Ye Qingge was indeed unexpected to defeat Liu Suya and defeat a sacred beast.

But this does not mean that they can rule over the people of Zilingyuan.

Ye Qingge wanted to be in trouble, so he took them into the east building to avenge his previous shame!

So, Ye Qingge is waiting.

The thousand-year-old ghost jade she took out was actually a bait. Then she defeated Liu Suya in order to arouse Xiao Shanyan's interest.

She wanted to tell Xiao Shanyan that she was more suitable for this position than Liu Suya!

Liu Suya vomited blood and swallowed the blood into her belly. She hated her teeth itched. She stared at Liu Yan'er with a fierce look and said, "Everything is for me, killing these unobtrusive things. The inferior people are inferior. Don't think that the pheasant can make a debut. It's ridiculous!"

Liu Suya's red eyes were filled with horror and murderous intent.

"Sincere little destiny? Liu Suya, don't say that to yourself, I will feel distressed." Qingge walked over with the little white fox in his arms, and a smile appeared on his cheeks. It seemed soft and gentle, but in fact it was extremely hostile.

When she is angry and touches the blood demon in her body, her reason will be replaced by murderous intent.

Only by eliminating anger can one regain reason.

Qingge turned his head slightly, smiling charmingly, his face full of frost.

"Ye Qingge, I admit that you have some skills, but it's over here. Today is your death date. Kill them."

After Liu Suya said that the practitioners in the East Tower surrounded Qingge, and the atmosphere was tense and intense, as if they would become the Shura battlefield at any time.

Qingge held the little fox in one hand and held a knife in the other hand. His figure flew across the sky and suddenly appeared beside Liu Suya. The knife in her hand was placed on Liu Suya's neck, "Let your people put down their weapons, otherwise today will be your death."

Qingge almost repeated Liu Suya's words, and the evil and cruel smile on her face continued to expand.

"If you want to bet, you should admit defeat. Why? You can't afford to lose?" Qingge raised his eyebrows, his eyes as charming as a flower.

"Why have to talk to a dead person about winning or losing? Ye Qingge, you are really ungrateful. It seems that you should die." After Liu Suya said that, his spiritual energy burst out, like thousands of sharp blades piercing through Qingge's body.

Seeing this, Qingge's evil spirits shone red light around his body, forming an extremely strong protective barrier, blocking Liu Suya's spiritual energy explosion.

"Indeed, it's damn." Qingge's voice was clear and cold, like the call of a devil.

Liu Suya suddenly felt fear in her heart. At that moment, it seemed that the god of death extended his hand to her.

Her eyes were so wide that she was still like soybeans, her eyelids were drooping, listless, but full of sinisterness.

She looked at Qingge.

Qingge clenched the Mingwang sword tightly, and a cold light flashed in her eyes, and then he increased the force. With one knife, blood splattered on her face, and blood was stained on her clothes.

Liu Suya's head rolled on the ground for a few times, but was stepped on by Liu Yan'er.

Liu Yan'er looked down and the blood overflowed outwards and condensed into a pool of blood.

Liu Yan'er's red lips curled up a cold smile. She raised her head. The wind blew over and blew the black hair all over her head. Liu Yan'er looked at Qingge, Qingge looked back. Under the white moonlight, the two looked at each other and smiled unrestrainedly.

"It's so satisfying, it's so satisfying. It's been a long time since I've been so happy." Liu Yan'er took out a jar of Magic Spirit Wine from the space bag and sucked her head.

Stepping on the head of a villain, his anger leads to the devil's wine.

I'm afraid that in Liu Yan'er's eyes, the most beautiful thing in the world is nothing more than this.

The practitioners of Zilingyuan never thought that one day, a woman from a low-level plane cut off Liu Suya's head without saying a word, and blood sprinkled on the spot, everyone was shocked.

The wind drifted by, and they were stunned, stunned, and the tense atmosphere became strange in an instant.

The sharp weapons in the center of each cultivator's hand are trapped in mid-air.

Countless eyes met in the air, all falling on Qingge.

Qingge rubbed the little fox's head and looked at each other and smiled.

The severely damaged Qingyan Tiger sensed that the contractor's vitality disappeared, and was furious. The light and shadow flashed. The Qingyan Tiger rushed towards Qingge, and murderous intent rose everywhere.

Qingge looked at the little fox with a doting and gentle look, feeling the oncoming crisis. Qingge curled her lips and smiled, and was unrestrained. She raised her jade hand lightly, and turned her back to the Qingyan Tiger. The blood demon blade burst out from her body and penetrated the Qingyan Tiger's whole body.

Blood flowed out like a waterfall, and suddenly, countless blood holes appeared on Qingyanhu's body.

Qingge turned his head and looked at Qing Yanhu, "Your master is lonely on the road to Huangquan, go and accompany her."

Qingge smiled, but the smile did not spread to the bottom of his eyes. His eyes were filled with the coldness of the cold whistle and whistling coldness like the cold winter moon.

Qingyanhu stood still, his eyes suddenly widened like a bronze tomb, and the rock-hard blue scales were extremely fragile under the attack of the Blood Demon Blade.

In a blink of an eye, bright red blood was flowing from the Qingyan Tiger.

Qingge pulled out the Mingwang sword inserted into the ground and looked at the other cultivators in the medium-level planes with a smile.

She walked towards them with a blood-stained machete in her hand. Those big and thick men did not have ever seen the world or experienced life and death.

But at this moment, looking at Ye Qingge who was smiling like a flower, I just felt that she was cold-blooded and ruthless, and she was the real god of killing.

Compared to Liu Yan'er's unruly, Ye Qingge is even more cruel.

Qingge takes a step forward, they take a step back.

"All the practitioners from all planes are coming. Are you really excited when they are killing each other?" Qingge asked.

The wind passes silently.

The Mingwang sword among the singers pointed at them, "You were geniuses in various planes. How long have you been to this point? What about the passion and blood when you first came to the Gods Heavenly Realm? Who has eaten it? Are you willing to stay in this small Fengyun Town, and even the sea of ​​Apocalypse? Just until you die, what are your past efforts and sweat?!"
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