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Chapter 1767 One sword and one sword Frost Hua Fury

The corpse gas spreads.
Qingge in the beast's mouth, a pair of bloody hands, pierced the battlefield beast's mouth with bare hands.
She flipped her body back and fell to the ground with one knee, with her back facing the battlefield beast.
She picked up the Mingwang sword on the ground, looked back at the battlefield beast, jumped into the air, and suddenly slashed at the battlefield beast with a sudden knife.
One sword split the body of the battlefield beast.
All three battlefield beasts died.
The ice ban was automatically lifted, and the ice frost floated on Qingge's body, healing her wounds.
The romance fell on the ground, and the sea breeze lifted the corner of her clothes.
Qingge raised his eyes and looked at Jie Shuanghua, which aroused an evil smile.
She walked out of the ring with noble and elegant steps, leaving blood marks on each step, and behind her were three corpses lying in a pool of blood.
The pirates all gasped and stared at them in disbelief.
All of this is incredible.
What did they see?
It's like a process of witnessing a miracle.
Qingge walked to the darkness on the steps, wearing bloody clothes, and the smell was extremely strong.
She walked to Jie Shuanghua to face her. The two were so close to each other. Two pairs of cold eyes looked at each other, and they were competing in the dark. The waves suddenly rose, as high as the sky, and rushed into the sky.
A trace of blood spilled out of Qingge's mouth, but it was still as moving as the wind.
"Miss Jie, when will I see who lord?" Qingge asked.
"Do you think you are qualified to see him if you defeat the three battlefield beasts?" Jie Shuanghua sneered.
Qingge tilted his head and a faint smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, "Whether you are qualified does not seem to have anything to do with you."
The moment Jie Shuanghua put his hand on the hilt of the sword, Qingge's knife pointed at Jie Shuanghua, "I came according to the rules. If Jie wants to be favored, please find out the situation. If the Lord's sea area is full of people like Miss Jie, then there is no need for me to see Lord He. Jie, say goodbye!"
Qingge arched his hands, touched his fists and palms, and then left neatly, noble and elegant, free and unruly, without any drag.
Jie Shuanghua frowned.
She saw countless people, so she could see that Ye Qingge was not playing hard to get, but was really leaving.
As she saw Ye Qingge's battle scene with her own eyes, her heart was deeply shocked.
Such a woman can be called a hero of the times.
The battle is heroic, like a wolf or a tiger, and those men are afraid they will be frightened.
The heart and the sky are high, and the momentum is trembling and the vast earth.
Qingge's body was covered with scars, all of which were traces of the claws of the battlefield beasts.
She was holding the blood-stained Mingwang sword, and her back was so slender, like a willow branch shaking in the wind, but like a pillar that could stand up to the sky.
It's such a contradictory person, and it's just right.
Jie Shuanghua seemed to see herself a few years ago.
Full of ruthlessness, not afraid of everything.
Life and death have been seen through. As long as the blood is sprinkled into the sky, what about the end? It’s just the first one.
On the 11th, he walked to Jie Shuanghua's side, "Brother He said, if she leaves, you can leave this sea area."
Jie Shuanghua's eyes flashed slightly.
Her strength is below one person and above ten thousand people. She has fought side by side with He Xilou for so many years, but she can't stand a woman who has been a simple life?
Xie Shuanghua looked at Qingge's figure gradually moving away, gritted her teeth, and then rushed to Qingge, blocking Qingge's way, "Get out and see He Xilou."
"Is this your attitude towards guests?" Qingge raised his face, his face full of blood, his smile was arrogant and arrogant, and very charming.
Jie Shuanghua looked at her and was stunned.
"Don't challenge my patience." Jie Shuanghua said with a calm face.
"I don't have the patience either." Qingge bypassed Jieshuanghua and left again.
Jieshuanghua's eyes flashed with evil light, sword condensed with cold frost, swept with frost, and the frost flower condensed with spiritual energy burst out from Jieshuanghua's body, and pierced at Qingge overwhelmingly.
Qingge's back was facing Jie Shuanghua, she raised her jaw and stared forward without moving.
The snow-colored flowers were spinning wildly behind her, and when they met the flowers' clothes were mixed into powder, but the dangerous flowers showed no signs of moving forward.
Qingge felt endless danger, but had no intention of struggling.
She turned around and looked at Jie Shuanghua and said, "A sword is rising, and the sword is angry, and it comes and goes freely, and the ice and cold blend together. Good sword technique!"
Jie Shuanghua's eyes flashed, "Are you flattering?"
"Normal, you should praise my sword technique." Qingge said indifferently, with a smile on his lips.
Jie Shuanghua is very strong, Qingge firmly believes that since Jie Shuanghua will come to find her, she will not take her life.
Her courage and courage were beyond the expectations of Huashuanghua.”
The painting style suddenly changed, Jie Shuanghua was stunned, and then the corners of her mouth twitched, saying, "Just that three-legged cat's knife technique?"
"If you don't praise me, I will criticize it. The Shuanghua Sword is gorgeous and unreal. Miss Jie may not have understood the essence. One sword flower, ten thousand swords, Ms. Jie's current situation may not even be able to enter the room." Qingge said.
Jie Shuanghua's eyes became colder, "It seems that the Shuanghua Sword has to teach you a lesson."
"I will not be with you. This frost and this flower is so irritating. Goodbye, see you again." Qingge turned around and left.
Jie Shuanghua looked at her back and walked about three steps. Jie Shuanghua said, "The sword technique is simple and cruel, and it seems to be wild and brainless, but it is actually fatal. The sword technique is very beautiful."
Qingge smiled on her face, "Where is where, Miss Jie's swordsmanship is better!"
Jie Shuanghua said with a cold face: "Miss is very good at swordsmanship, can I have a good time to compete with you next day?"
At this time, Eleven was afraid that the two of them would fight, so they rushed over. If these two people fought, it would be earth-shaking.
Seeing Qingge and the other two humbly supporting each other, Eleven was completely stunned.
What's this... mean?
Women's friendship is terrible.
Just now, we are not incompatible, but now we start to praise each other?
"Frost Flower?" Eleven shivered.
"Take her to see Lord He." Xie Shuanghua left with his sword.
She had to admit that Ye Qingge was excellent.
He Xilou needs such talents.
The explosion of the second-level great spirit master was so shocking.
The always proud Jieshuanghua has lowered her proud head.
But what puzzled her was that when Ye Qingge refused to give up his dignity during the time of life and death, so why did he give her a step?
She thought Ye Qingge was arrogant and honest, and did not take everything seriously, nor did she have the courage to bend and stretch.
But just now, the prejudice of the Shuanghua seemed to have collapsed.
She stopped and looked at Qingge.
Qingge and Eleven went to see He Xilou.
Jie Shuanghua looked down and the sword blade in her hand shone with a cold light.
The snow-frost flowers were in a trance.
How could Ye Qingge know so much?
She has not fully understood the Frost Flower Sword, but has just a little understanding of the basics.
Ye Qingge even said it to the point.
Jieshuanghua's eyebrows were deeply frowning.
At this moment, Qingge was taken to the huge and gorgeous boat, and there was darkness inside the boat, and several enchanting ghost fires bloomed.
It seems like I have arrived at the Jiuyou Underworld and the Hell on Earth.
"Brother He, the person is here." Eleven was respectful.
Chapter completed!
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