Legend of the Great Saint

The pupils of the Phantom shrink, but there is no fear or hesitation in them, but an inscribed resentment: "Princess Ming! ”

Swordlight like a rainbow, breaking through the sky and clouds, when it came over the city, suddenly, it turned into a woman's figure, women in simple palace clothing, bright and noble, but born a pair of strong sword eyebrows, coldly scolded:

“Concubine, you dare to come to the north to spread the wild. Today you will not be spared. One sword is made of ten thousand swords!” With a glorious sword at hand, it suddenly divided into tens of millions of light swords in the middle of the sky, with heavy rains falling.

“Ghost Domain! ”

The Phantom Step forward, wide sleeves fly, the ruins suddenly rise to the ghost, forming a forest of ghosts, a face of ghosts, to the sword rain.

Li Qingshan's body flashed continuously. He grabbed the shoulders of his heart and Yu Zijian and took them away from this battlefield. He went to a tall building in the distance. He saw a sword fall into the ghost domain and stirred up a round of ripples.

Swordlight is devoured by ghosts. Ghosts are shaken apart by swordlight. One yin, one yang, one just soft, as if they were born to be dead enemies.

There was no fierce roar and collision, except for the dull roar of the air, which instantly covered the city in storms, wrapped countless residual walls around the sky and hung them into powder.

The clouds scattered and the half moon glowed like a tiny eye, watching coldly the hysterical hatred of two women towards each other.

“Why didn't you save your brother?” Yu Zijian asked.

'Cause I only have two hands. ”

Li Qingshan raised his hands, indicating that he couldn't help himself. He was not an old good man who complained with virtue. Fu Qingxiang put him in a lot of trouble. It would be better if he died. And the key is to have this elbow restrainting, so that the concubine can go back.

But things unforeseen him. Instead of retreating in any way, the Phantom King summoned several ghost kings to fight against the Myeong Princess with a ghost fire of the unseen!

Fu Qingzhen vigorously urged the ruined sword. The human sword merged into a green sword light and rushed out of the battlefield. Suddenly the shadow of the Phantom appeared in front of him, reaching out a beautiful pale hand and grasping the sword light.

“Die! ”

Fu Qingyan had the illusion of suffocation. Although he did not need to breathe to sustain his life from many years ago, that beautifying hand was more horrible than the ghost claw of the Ghost King. A little bone chill spread from the top, and the soul froze for it, unable to maintain the posture of human sword integration.

“Bitch, cut me loose and hide my Sword Palace disciple! ”

The sky was illuminated suddenly, the long sword emitted a white light, forcing several ghost kings to retreat, the Ming Lady one sword at a time, killing into the forest ghost, one sword pointing straight at the Phantom, the sword sharp trembling, first to seize people.

The concubine turned around and smiled slightly at the corner of her mouth. "There she is! ”

With a handful of handkerchiefs in his hand, he waved gently towards Ming Fei.

Time, all the ghosts cried and rang between the heavens and the earth.

“Magpie!” Myeong Fei's sword frowned and her long sword trembled violently in her hand, but she had lost its original rhythm, as if she were going to release herself.

Wanghuizhan is the treasure of the township of Xuanyin sect. The spirit of the sacrifice is far more than 10,000, but it is a hundred million. It brings together countless grudging evil spirits, grudging ghosts, enough to discolor the heavens and the earth, the sun and the moon are not bright.

Although Fu Qingjuan was gently let go by the Phantom Princess, he still felt a blow in his head. It seemed like the sea of awareness was going to be broken by hanging, and then the human sword separated and a bite of blood erupted. In the air, it turned black and flew far away.

“Brother! ”

When Yu Zijian shouted, she was about to fly to Fu Qingqing, but the sound of a ghost crying annoyed her, half kneeling. Her repairs were too weak to bear, even if they were far from being affected by the aftermath.

Li Qingshan unleashed a round of magic, blocking the sound of Wanghui's crying outside, but the building at his feet was collapsing.

Fu Qing fell to the ground, he was unconscious, but his body was trembling at a distance, and Yin Ghost Qi madly eroded, not far from death.

“What a great scene! ”

Li Qingshan set up a cold shed and watched. He had little fondness for both sides of the war. The only thing he cared about was the string moon, but he didn't know where he was stuck by the princess. He disappeared, and there was no danger.

Suddenly I felt a tight wrist. Yu Zijian grabbed his arm tightly and drooled his head: “Bull Warrior, I know my brother is bad for you, but please, help him! ”

Li Qingshan didn't want to do it, but when he heard the words "Bull Giant", he couldn't help but make a move in his heart and secretly said: “Even if Fu Boy survived, he would almost be ruined. I was a big revenge. It was no good saving him, but it was time to separate the two women. ”

“Take care of her! ”

He spoke to his heart and came to the edge of the battlefield. He lifted up his unconscious Fu Qing, and played with the ruined sword with one hand. If not, the sword's light dimmed, and Fu Qing's anger weakened to the extreme.

Li Qingshan pulled out his ear with his pinky finger. He felt the ghost crying a little loud, but suddenly he heard a word. The cold light flashed in his eyes and looked up.

……

Others still so, the first princess felt the great pressure, biting her teeth in the dark: “This ghost bitch actually got the Magnificent Hall, she's still going to deal with me!” Swing your sword in a defensive stance, and the snowflake of your sword protects you from ghosts crying.

The Phantom Princess stuck the Magnificent Spirit on the ground with her backhand, and the nearly collapsed Spirit Spirit Spirit instantly condensed, blocking this area, several ghost kings descended from the sky and surrounded the Order of the Mysterious Princess.

“Bitch, give my child back his life!” The unseen voice of the Concubine penetrates into the cries of all ghosts, like a ray of gold wire on a white cloth, clear and profound.

“Who knows how your child died, and I always thought you liked ghosts!” Ming Fei grinned.

The concubine hasn't spoken yet. A cold, hard voice slipped in and asked the concubine, "What are you talking about? ”

“Who are you? ”

Ming Fei slightly blurred. Some of them couldn't figure out the way Li Qingshan came. The act of saving Yu Zijian could be considered a friend, but he deliberately left Fu Qingqing unattended. He didn't show up until he was nearly killed. Now he comes to question her.

“Forget who I am, I'm just asking you, did you kill her child?” Li Qingshan came between them, clenched his fist and questioned him.

“Go away, it's none of your business! ”

The concubine feared that Li Qingshan would come back to restrain her elbow, and he showed strength enough to disrupt her plot.

“Silly woman, you really think you can kill her. She's using herself as bait! Do you really want to crash here? ”

Li Qingshan turned around and cursed him. He had already seen that Mingfei's fixation was more on the Psychic Princess. Even a Wanghuan could not easily kill her. She acted so weakly, and even deliberately exited to provoke the Psychic Princess, in order to hold her here.

The face of the princess and the princess changed.