Dear Princess, Run Slowly

Whoosh, whoosh -

without time to think, the soldiers behind them rushed towards Su Qianyue.

The latter's eyebrows and eyes are slightly awe inspiring, his hands are slightly turned, and the dagger appears with cold awn. His mind is moving. The dagger shines with cold light, and it turns into a sword. The edge of the dagger is cold and indifferent, but it makes the soldiers' eyes shrink.

It's impossible to be contracted by other people. Therefore, this gorgeous woman in red must be a personal weapon to support and respect the sage!

"It is indeed the traitor of Fuyao!"

"Come on, everyone! If you catch this traitor, there must be a great reward for honoring the saint! "

For a moment, Su Qianyue became the target of public criticism. At this time, Taotie and Taowu in the sky gave a sneer.

"I didn't expect that the famous Fuyao Zunsheng, oh no, can't be called Zunsheng now. You are just a waste. Now, you will be reduced to us."

"Who said that?"

Before Taotie finished laughing, another low and indifferent voice suddenly rang out with a look -

Taowu beside him was staring at the figure of Mo Pao not far away.

"You - ah Before he had time to speak, a sword arrived in front of him. Tao Wu subconsciously deviated. The sword ran through his shoulder. With a puff, the sound of sharp weapon penetrating into the flesh came clearly.

"The devil You're here, too! "

Jun Mo leaves to slowly put down a hand, take Su shallow month into the bosom, the cold Mou stares at the Tao Wu that is seriously injured.

"Qingran, why don't you get out of here?"

Taotie sees not far away Qing ran sitting on the ground in a mess and scolds angrily.

The latter is slightly stiff. He holds his hands tightly beside him. The veins on the back of his hands burst out, but he still staggers to his feet. His eyes are burning, but he deliberately doesn't look at Su Qianyue and others.

This is not right.

"Waste!"

The injured Taowu was in a rage at this time? It's just fallen waste! "

With that, a blood drop suddenly appeared in his dry hand, which was covered with barbs. Taotie also drew out his soft sword, whizzing in the air, attacking Su Qian's moon door.

With the sound of Fuyao sword and the sound of breaking the air, Leng Mang's sword points straight at Taotie's life gate. The latter sees Su Qianyue dare to rush straight at him. At that time, with a sneer and a soft sword, he also rushes straight.

And Taowu, is holding blood drop son and Jun Mo from intertwined together.

Bang -

the sound of the collision between the soft sword and the Fuyao sword came, and a smile appeared on Taotie's ferocious face. Suddenly, he bent his claws into a fist and smashed Su Qianyue with a sharp wind.

The rest of the people were shocked when they saw that Taotie's moves were so fierce.

But at this time, Jun Mo Li is restrained by Tao Wu, while Yun Nuo and Wen Gu are restrained by those heavenly soldiers, so they don't care about her at all.

Su Qianyue looks at Taotie coming, but she doesn't dodge. The ice blue power twines her palm, and directly collides with Taotie in a hard state.

Bang!

There was a loud noise and smoke rose.

Two spiritual forces collided together to form a light white air wave and set off bursts of cyclones.

At this time, we all have no intention to fight. Our eyes are all here. Time seems to be at a standstill for a moment. Qingran's heart seems to be pulling up at that moment. Just when he clenches his fist to go to rescue Su Qianyue, there is a sudden movement in the smoke.

Deng -

the waves swept, the wind roared, and the two figures in the smoke were all shocked, and Su Qianyue could not stop until she stepped back a few hundred steps. Holding her sword, a trace of blood slowly flowed down the corner of her mouth, and her indifferent sight fell on Taotie.

The latter just stepped back, but from Taotie's shocked look, we can see how much spiritual power su Qianyue used.

However, due to the great difference in accomplishments, this move can only surprise Taotie for a moment!

Su Qianyue is running fast in her mind. Taowu not far away is not Jun Moli's opponent at all, but it takes time for Jun Moli to solve Taowu. When Jun Moli makes a move, Taotie will die.

That is to say

Su Qianyue gets up, grits her teeth and bears the pain of her body. She carelessly erases the blood from the corner of her mouth. The wind blows away the broken hair on her forehead. Under the broken hair, she has a pair of confident eyes.

She pulled out the Fuyao sword and pointed to Taotie

Taotie saw this, his pupils shrank rapidly, and he felt slight pain on his fist. Although Su Qianyue's spiritual power was not as strong as him, when the two spiritual powers collided, he felt the terrible pressure from Su Qianyue.

The fury of the gods

"In that case, I can only solve you as soon as possible!"In Taotie's eyes, there was a fierce color. His head and fingers were stretched out and shaped like a sword. The dark purple power was pouring out madly. Su Qianyue saw that the dark purple power was forming a looming sword head on his fingertips. A kind of terrible pressure suddenly swept by.

Whoosh, whoosh -

Taowu could clearly feel that Jun Moli's attack was beginning to speed up. After a look at Taotie not far away, he understood it instantly.

Why does the devil want to solve him first? You look down on him, don't you?!

Jun Mo left his eyebrows and eyes slightly, blocking the bloodthirsty Yin and ruthlessness from the fundus of his eyes. He quickly gathered his spiritual power in his hands, but they were all dodged by Taowu.

"As long as Fu Yao is dead, there will be a great reward for honoring the saint!"

Jun Mo left Wen Yan, his eyes suddenly darkened, and his actions were all impetuous. Tao Wu sneered, "sure enough, your Highness's weakness..."

Bang!

Su Qianyue's eyes passed Taotie's fingers, her eyebrows slightly picked, and her eyes fell on Taotie.

Taotie didn't give Su Qianyue too much time to think. His eyes were fierce, his body was quickly swept out, his fingers were like a long sword with cold light, and he quickly shot at Su Qianyue.

In the distance, Qing ran looks at Su Qianyue anxiously, and the palm on his side is clenched, which is enough to show the fear in his heart.

Su Qianyue's eyes tightly looked at the dark purple tip of the sword. She had to say that even Su Qianyue felt a great threat with this move. Her right hand was also at this time, slowly clenching, and her eyebrows were slightly awe inspiring.

The array in the palm of the hand is printed at this time, emitting a weak light, an ancient wave, spread out.

Red clothes were blown away by the wind, like a flower on the other side, bloodthirsty and cold.

Su Qianyue's eyebrows and eyes drooped, as if she did not resist. When Taotie saw this, she sneered, and her hand still kept moving.

The dark purple sword tip didn't stop at all. It stabbed Su Qianyue's life gate like lightning -

Bang -

a loud sound resounded through the sky again.

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