The world's number one female killer: waste confuses the world

"Good time!" Ao Junxie's eyes sparkled with fighting spirit, and the purple spiritual energy gushed out from his body, forming a purple flame on the surface of his body.

Immediately, the sky was filled with fireworks, and the surrounding air seemed to be on fire. The temperature suddenly rose, and the scorching breath rolled away, and a heat wave swept across.

"Let's go!" Qing Kuang pulled Xiao Bao up, and with a flash, he avoided a distance of tens of meters, and stood aside, watching Ao Junxie raise his aura to the extreme.

The purple flames rose and jumped, as if they were alive.

Sensing the aura in Ao Junxie's body, Chilongjian burst into a sword chant that soared to the sky, bursting out with a stronger momentum. [

The air was faintly distorted, like a fallen star whizzing towards it with a crimson flame tail.

Ao Junxie's palms slammed together, and suddenly endless purple flames gathered between the palms, condensing into one stream.

His palms were like a round of purple scorching sun, bursting out with strong purple awns, eclipsing the sky and the earth, only the purple fireworks became the only thing between the sky and the earth.

At this time, the Chilong Sword was getting closer and closer to Ao Junxie, and finally, it fell fiercely into Ao Junxie's palm.

"Give it to me!" Ao Junxie put both palms on the hilt of the Chilong Sword, and the spiritual energy in his body surged out like a vast ocean, grabbing the Chilong Sword.

The blade of the Chilong Sword shook violently, and the power of a dragon poured out, violently and domineeringly.

This force made Ao Junxie's body retreat continuously, and under the effect of that force, Ao Junxie's feet drew a deep ravine on the ground.

Ao Junxie's face showed a look of exertion, but the fighting spirit in his eyes was as real as it was, a pair of star eyes burst out with an inch-long light, and he held the Chilong Sword tightly in both palms, wanting to slap the opponent .

One person and one sword confronted each other like this, and no one was willing to take a step back.

The purple fireworks and the crimson sword energy stalemate in the middle, erupting with a strong force, sweeping everything, with two people at the center, the ground is cracked inch by inch, and the surrounding trees are like being swept by a storm, reeling here and there.

Qingkuang pulled Xiaobao back again and again, only then could he manage to avoid that aura.

Time passed by every minute and every second, and the mad face became serious.

In just a few short breaths, she felt that the aura in Ao Junxie's body had already consumed more than eight levels.

But Chilongjian's aura soared at the speed of a rocket.

If it goes on like this, the final result is that Ao Junxie was exhausted of the aura in his body, and was finally split in half by the Chilong Sword.

Without saying a word, Qing Kuang appeared in his hand again, and Qian Qianyu pressed his fingers on the strings, and whenever something went wrong, he immediately took action.

Ming Qianhe seemed to see something, his eyes were fixed on Ao Junxie, the power in his body was surging violently, and he was ready to help at any time.

Wumian clenched his fists even more, looked at Ao Junxie with complicated eyes, and hoped that Ao Junxie could get the approval of Chilongjian, so that he and Ao Junxie would have a chance to fight the Holy King together.

On the one hand, they don't want Ao Junxie to be recognized, because Ao Junxie will definitely leave in the future and will take away the Chilong Sword, which is an unbearable loss for their evil land. [

Everyone's eyes were fixed on Ao Junxie, waiting for the final result.

The purple flame gradually dimmed, first shrinking continuously, and finally it seemed that the bonfire lost its fuel support and slowly died out.