Female tyrant provoked death

Chapter 239 The Second Road to Hell
And seeing Li Mie defuse his attack without even making a move, Yao Zhong's eyes darkened, but he didn't back down.

When he came back to his senses in an instant, Yao Zhong's eyes became more and more cold, he raised his hand and swung his sword, and his figure swept away like a shooting star towards Fan Qingtian to kill him.

Obviously trying to disintegrate Fan Qingtian first, and among this group of people, Fan Qingtian is the leader, and the king is the first to capture the thief, Yao Zhong is not stupid, and attacking Fan Qingtian is the most correct.

Seeing Yao Zhong attacking Fan Qingtian, Li Mie looked at how Fan Qingtian would respond with an expression of watching a play.

Bu Hai and Xiao Dao were about to rush forward to fight, but at this time Fan Qingtian said indifferently, "You two are not his opponents, don't sacrifice for nothing, I will come."

And just as Fan Qingtian finished speaking, Yao Zhong's sword had already moved towards Fan Qingtian to assassinate him.

The sword that Yao Zhong forced to kill was reflected in his pupils, Fan Qingtian snorted coldly, leaped in the air, and spun his body, avoiding Yao Zhong's sword.

The sword's edge fell on the table, cutting the cyan stone table in half, and the two halves of the table fell to the ground with a loud bang, shaking the whole wing room, the ground was uplifted, and the gunpowder smoke filled the air.

The gunpowder smoke cleared, and Li Mie, who was sitting in front of the table, was not stained by dust. He took a sip of wine leisurely, and his eyes fell on Fan Qingtian who was behind Yao Zhong.

Seeing that Fan Qingtian dodged his attack quickly, Yao Zhong also reacted very quickly. He turned around and swung his sword suddenly, several sword qi burst towards Fan Qingtian again to force him to kill.

The sword qi roared, tearing the air apart. Fan Qingtian's face was calm and calm, watching the attack approaching in the blink of an eye.

Seeing that the attack was approaching, Fan Qingtian tapped his toes immediately, his figure was as fast as a spark, leaving several afterimages on the spot, and the figure quickly disappeared.

The sword qi scattered the afterimage of Fan Qingtian and landed on the ground. Countless cracks split open on the hard ground instantly.

Gunpowder smoke filled the air, and there was chill in the air. Seeing that his attack did not hit Fan Qingtian, Yao Zhong's face became more and more fierce, and his gaze once again aimed at the figure of Fan Qingtian who dodged reverently and dodged to the door.

And before Yao Zhong swung his sword to attack Fan Qingtian, Fan Qingtian said unhurriedly at this time, "I give you two ways, one is to let your shopkeeper come out directly, two, that is you die!"

Fan Qingtian's words were so arrogant that he didn't take Yao Zhong into his heart at all. He thought that he was a strong man of the holy vein. Although his strength was not as strong as Fan Qingtian's, he had never been looked down upon like this!
Moreover, Fan Qingtian also injured his beloved woman, new hatred and old hatred rushed into his heart, Yao Zhong was full of anger at this moment, the sword in his hand trembled, releasing even stronger internal force.

With a hideous face, Yao Zhong said angrily, "The second way I will send you to hell!"

After the words fell, Yao Zhong condensed his sword fingers, waved his hand in front of him, and threw the sword held in the other hand into the air.

In an instant, a sword turned into a thousand swords, and the shadows of the swords were densely surrounded by layers, and the sword light released illuminated the room with a cold light.

The powerful force made the roof of the house tremble and shake.

The people in the upper wing of the Fanqingtian Building were terrified by the earthquake-like shock, and they all rushed down to the first floor, fearing that the building would collapse, and those with low or no martial arts skills would be buried here.

Watching Yaozhong's big move indifferently, Fan Qingtian's calm face was so calm.

At this moment, Yao Zhong twisted his sword finger in mid-air, and then swung it, pointing at Fan Qingtian, and the thousand swords in mid-air fell down towards Fan Qingtian like rain.

Seeing such a horrifying attack falling towards Fan Qingtian, Bu Hai grabbed his hand, seeming to be very worried about Fan Qingtian, but he also knew in his heart that Fan Qingtian would be fine, but Bu Hai was not at ease with Fan Qingtian. Qingtian, Fan Qingtian is the king, absolutely nothing can happen.

Xiao Dao naturally knew how powerful Fan Qingtian was, so Xiao Dao looked at Yao Zhong vigilantly, but he was not worried about what happened to Fan Qingtian.

Li Mie was still sitting in front of the table that had been broken by Yao Zhong just now, with a jug floating in front of him, Li Mie sipped leisurely, and continued to watch the duel between Fan Qingtian and Yao Zhong.

Seeing that the terrifying attack was about to fall on Fan Qingtian's body, the aura from Fan Qingtian's body was released immediately, and fierce energy burst out in an instant.

The blue brilliance around him was brilliant, and the powerful energy released by Fan Qingtian distorted the space a little.

The thugs who fell to the ground were oppressed by the terrifying energy and passed out, while Fan Qingtian said in an indifferent tone, "Since you want to die, then finish you!"

After the words fell, Fan Qingtian let out a cold snort, with his hands on his back and his side on one side, fully letting go of his position as the Overlord.

The ground kept trembling, and the blue radiance on Fan Qingtian's body suddenly shot out countless needle-thin electric arcs, which directly hit Yao Zhong's attack.

In an instant, the powerful bombardment confrontation erupted with a huge explosion sound.

Fan Qingtian's fierce attack instantly scattered Yao Zhong's attack invisible.

Yao Zhong's attack instantly turned into aftermath, and the powerful aftermath spread like the ripples of the lake, and all the objects in the room were turned into powder.

The thug who passed out on the ground was directly affected by the aftermath, and died in a coma.

Seeing this, Xiao Dao and Bu Hai standing in the corner immediately raised all their internal strength and barely resisted the aftermath attack.

And the aftermath has dissipated before it came to Li Mie.

Yao Zhong never expected that his attack would be deciphered so quickly, and even less did he expect that Fan Qingtian was still a high-ranking powerhouse of the Holy Vein.

His eyes widened slightly, and he looked at Fan Qingtian in astonishment. At most, he thought that Fan Qingtian was an intermediate level, after all, there were very few high-level powerhouses in Mu Kingdom.

Although shocked, Yao Zhong also reacted quickly, and quickly released an internal force to resist the aftermath.

At this time, Yaozhong's sword flew out of the hall from Fan Qingtian's side, and directly inserted into a red pillar like a flowing shadow. The sword trembled and trembled, as if he was also frightened by Fan Qingtian's attack.

Everyone was terrified when they saw the sword suddenly flying out of the room. Seeing that the sword finally penetrated deeply into the pillar, their hearts trembled just like the sword itself.

Everyone in their hearts was glad that the sword didn't reach him.

But Fan Qingtian broke through Yao Zhong's attack, but Fan Qingtian's attack did not dissipate, smashed the electric arc, and blatantly forced Yao Zhong to kill him.

As soon as he resisted the aftermath, he saw Fan Qingtian's attack in an instant, and his eyes were instantly stained with fear. Yao Zhong wanted to avoid it, but he was a step too late.

The tiny electric arc bombarded Yao Zhong's body with huge energy. Even though Yao Zhong turned all the internal force in his body into barrier armor to resist, it still had no effect at all.

(End of this chapter)