The Enchantress of Medicine, with the Heaven Defying Child, and the Black Belly Father

But she was doomed to be disappointed.

Jun Muyan's face was really bad, he couldn't even stand up.

But her face was cold, looking at Miyagi Chiyuki's eyes, more like looking at a jumping clown.

Even if it is so wondrous, Junmuyan's face is still so beautiful, leaning toward the city.

The lazy, despicable smile in the corner was like ridiculing her.

Gong Qianxue was completely enraged, her wrists flipped, and a dagger with a green light fell in her palm.

“Bitch, I'll ruin your foxy face right now. ”

Gong Qianxue approached Mu's face step by step, with a shady smile on his face. "Don't worry, even if your face is ruined and turned ugly, I promise you will enjoy the next show. Junmuyan, do you know what I've arranged for you next? ”

In the talking room, the dagger in his hand slammed hard against Muang's face.

However, the dagger had not yet approached Muyan, and the magic harp in front of her sounded.

A sword broke out and scratched over the face of the palace.

Gong Chixue felt only a pain in his cheek, and a strand of blue silk drifted down his side.

She reached out and touched, touching only the blood of her hand.

“Jun Muyan, how dare you...”

“Even if I have now repaired most of my losses, the Palace Qianxue, trying to kill you, is just as easy as it gets. ”

Muang interrupted the anger of Gong Qianxue, the slightly sandy voice with a few laziness and contempt, slowed down, “Believe it or not, you can try it. ”

Her five fingers were placed on the string and the movement had to move.

Gong Qianxue screamed and backed off, his ass fell to the ground.

“Chiyue, are you okay?” Blade hastily lifted her up.

Hate looked at Muang, “Jun Muang, is that you? Did you kill my master and brother? ”

Mu Yan looked at him carelessly and smiled. “So what? You took my son from Yun Guangzong and tried to refine him into Dan Yao. I didn't destroy you. You're welcome. ”

“You--!! How is that possible!!” Sword Feng screams, "my master has a valley cultivation, how can he die on your hands?! And my brother, who is not a psychic workout, how can you kill them all by yourself? ”

“Huh...” Mu Yan's smile gets colder and colder, "Perhaps you Yun Guangzong are so unjust that you have to kill yourselves, you bitch! ”

“Ahhh -!!” The sword can't hold on any longer, it rises to the sky, the sword is broken, roaring, “Jun Muyan, I'm going to kill you and avenge my master and brother!! ”

Watching the shadow of Sword Feng whistle.

Mu glanced, bit his teeth, and pressed down the five dirty hearts of the pain caused by Xuan Qi and spiritual dryness.

The tip of the finger moves sharply on the string.

Whoa, whoa!

As the sound crisps, dozens of sword blades turn cold and go straight towards the edge of the sword.

At the same time, there is an invisible amount of energy covering the blade, which traps his movements.

Painting the ground as a prison!

Blade's body suddenly pounded in the air.

Poop, a dozen swords pierced his body instantly.

Blood bursts out of the blade.

He screamed and fell to the ground.

And Mu Yan finally couldn't hold on, and suddenly bled.

Her eyes flashed with regret.

Because both Xuan Qi and Spiritual Power are dry, the Attack Power of [Voice Blade] decreased by 90%.