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

Qiming has been shy and careless, at this moment finally slightly changed.

A funny smile in the corner of his mouth, "Some meaning! ”

The sword in his hand was lifted slightly and gently drawn in the air, not towards Qin Jiu.

Unexpectedly, Qin Jiu's boxing wind was brought to the other side.

With a loud bang, the bluestone slab floor of the ring was raw and cracked by a spider web.

……

The ravens under the ring were silent.

Just Qin Liquor boxed out the spiritual fluctuations and pressure, making them a scalp and numb.

“So... aren't those people from Little Gate pie, which is unheard of in the Blue Skies? How could you be so strong? ”

“If that just hit me, I... I can't resist it at all. ”

……

Qin Jiu's second sword had arrived after being missed and wanted to attack again.

The second sword was not a cross cut, but a gentle circle.

But such a circle made Qin Liquor suddenly blush.

Because at this moment, his front, back, left and right are swordlights, he feels like he has nowhere to go.

Just as Qiming's sword was pushed forward, it was about to attack Qin Liquor.

Chu Qiao's voice sounded softly, “Old Five. ”

The voice didn't go down, Qi Ming suddenly felt his elbow pulled by something, unable to move.

As soon as she looked up, she saw a beautiful, tall woman with a needle thread in her hand and a slender ten-finger bullet flying.

And what caught his elbow was the thread that Ling Yuxuan wrapped around him.

When did these threads wind up?

He had no idea?

To Qiming's surprise, Ling Yuxuan had snapped his fingers and flied dozens of silver needles towards Qiming in a rush of thunder.

Qiming wanted to bend over and hide, but he could not bend because he was wrapped in silk thread.

At the first stroke, he had to step back and avoid the attack.

……

Under the ring, a lot of people took a sip of cool air.

“They, they forced their mentor to move a step. ”

“Just as Yuanzheng's disciples formed a sword formation, more than two dozen people attacked together, and Qi Mingzheng's mentor could not be moved in the slightest. ”

“Who the hell is this fugitive? How come one and two are so strong? ”

……

The shocked spectators were unaware that the six-man attack was just beginning.

Qiming had just dodged Ling Yuxuan's attack, breaking the silk thread on his body, and was about to lift the sword attack.

Chu then left: “Xiaoqi. ”

“Already ready ready!” The rain revealed a brilliant, lovely smile, fingers flickering in the sky.

Qi Ming was surprised at what they had at their disposal.

Suddenly, countless birds fell into the sky, blocking the stark gaze.

Almost at the same time, mice of dense numbness appeared on the ground sometime, drilling into well-known clothes.

If you look closely, these little birds and mice, they're not real birds and mice at all, they're lifeless puppets.

The rainy forehead was slightly sweaty and pale, but there was no stagnation in the hand.

At last, there was a slight panic.

He burst into spiritual power and shook away the bird puppets and mouse puppets around him.

Without waiting for him to regain his acute insight, the swordlight of both swords has come out of nowhere.

Cold feathers overlap and swap with cloudy shapes in the void.

The swordlight of the two overlaps each other, but is not ordinary one-on-one, but a complete blend.