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Chapter 283 Your swordsmanship seems to be the true inheritance of Qing Yi
The melon-eaters at the bottom looked up at the two stunning women above. They were surprised and didn't know what to say. They all opened their mouths and raised their heads, staring at each other, not wanting to miss any moment.

The duel of the strong, just look at it, and you will die without regret!
on top of the tower.

Yisheng glanced disdainfully at the grass-like monster-slaying sword, sneered, then stared at Qiran with those beautiful eyes, and said, "Little thing, what are you hesitating about, and what are you struggling with? Since you don't do anything The choice, let me beat you until you have to make a decision!"

Qi Ran's eyes sank slightly, she took a step back with her right foot, flipped her wrist, and the Demon Slaying Sword drew a gorgeous trace in the air, as if it could cut the air open.

The sword qi was heading towards Yisheng, before the sword qi reached Yisheng's eyes, Qiran tiptoed and rushed towards Yisheng.

Preemptive strike!

Never let yourself suffer!
Qi Ran adhered to her usual theory, launched an attack, and then Yisheng dodged effortlessly, the horrible wound on her chest did not affect the beauty of her moves.

Qiran didn't know what happened in the tower just now, but her body was lighter than before, and her strength was also more abundant than before, and she felt completely new from the inside out.

However, no matter what happened to her, even with the help of the Demon Slayer Sword, she would not be Yisheng's opponent.

Obviously, now Yisheng only used a few percent of his mana, and Qiran could only just match Yisheng at this time with all his strength.

When the two swords collided, one was hard and the other was soft, one was hard and the other was soft, sparks were sparked, Qiran's eyes froze, feeling the danger, she turned over and moved away from Yisheng, stood still, and stood behind the demon-slaying sword, breathing Some confusion.

Just now in the tower, I consumed too much. Even if my body is much better than before, the energy consumed cannot be recovered in a short time.

Qiran was out of breath, looking at Yisheng, her blue eyes revealed anger.

Is this teasing her?

With just a few percent of her skills, she can be forced to retreat steadily, and her breath is not messed up at all.

Yisheng hooked his lips, a playful smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, looked at Qiran and said: "Your swordsmanship seems to be the true inheritance of Qing Yi. Thinking about tens of thousands of years ago, Qing Yi was still a A young highness of the Tian Clan, has a very deep knowledge of swordsmanship. There are not many people in Tiangong who are his opponents, and under Li Bai's guidance, he has improved step by step, and you who use swords The method is exactly the same as him."

Your Highness?
Qi Ran curled her lips, so how old is this demon princess?
From that delicate face, there is no trace of time at all. No matter how long time passes, for immortals, demons, and demons, there will not be much change in their faces.

But in fact, Yisheng is only more than [-] years older than Qing Yi, but the time in the world and the sky are different. Yisheng is already a slim girl who is more than [-] years old. Just a white and tender fat doll.

Qiran bit her lip, narrowed her eyes slightly, and looked at Yisheng. It's unwise to hit an egg against a stone, but how can she beat Yisheng?
As soon as he thought of this, Qiran felt a warm breath from the dantian, hovering there, spreading from the dantian to the whole body, warming the limbs, and a heat flow rushed to the center of the eyebrows, and a little light flickered in the center of the eyebrows , a powerful force slowly gushed out from the body...

(End of this chapter)