Stunning beauty

Witch Holy Land.

In the depths of the Zongsi.

Hundreds of Heavenly Guards of the Wu clan gathered continuously, intending to kill those who trespassed in the Holy Land.

In front of the heavy weapons of the Wu clan.

Li Ziye is in charge of the gate alone, and no one can open it.

For a long time, the young man of the Li family has given people the impression that he has an out-of-the-box personality, can cause trouble, and can also be beaten. He doesn't take everything too seriously, and even if he gets beaten, he just laughs it off.

however.

Which teenager is not frivolous.

Li Ziye is a person who is affectionate, but also a person who is not affectionate.

In front of your own people, you can do anything.

But, in front of outsiders, no matter what!

retreat?

Back off!

"Nine ways of asking the sky, soldiers will bring disaster to the sky!"

Martial arts reappears in the Haoran chapter, using Qi to control the shape, and the sword and light intertwine.

Bearing the brunt of the impact, four or five Wu Clan Heavenly Guards were forcibly blown away.

"Shh!"

In the rear, the swords in the hands of the two Tianwei slashed across, ruthlessly threatening their lives.

"Tai Chi!"

Li Ziye pulled the arms of the two Heavenly Guards with both hands, let go of their strength, and immediately condensed the essence with both palms, and slapped them hard on their chests.

There was a huge shock, and the figures of the two flew out, knocking over the reinforcements that came continuously from behind.

"Keng!"

The long swords in the hands of the two fell and stuck on the ground.

Li Ziye stepped forward, drew out his two swords, looked at the Tianwei who was rushing forward, and met him head-on without dodging or avoiding.

The blades criss-crossed, blood splashed, Li Ziye's sword was unbelievably fast, it was both in the third realm, but a completely different level.

Hundreds of heavenly guards are less than ten feet away from the heavy weapon of the Wu clan, but this ten feet is an insurmountable natural moat.

"Flying Immortal Jue, the two swords want to part the wind."

The number of Tianwei was increasing, and Li Ziye turned his swords in his hands, and between his steps, he had two swords on his body, making it hard to tell the truth from reality.

"what!"

The screams resounded through the night sky.

At the throats of the five Tianwei, the sword light flashed across, and blood gushed out like rain.

During the two years of martial arts training, Li Ziye has experienced too much, worked harder than anyone else, worked harder than anyone else.

Talent cannot be changed, but talent determines only cultivation, not strength.

With the same cultivation base, there is a huge gap in strength, Li Ziye can see clearly from Little Red Riding Hood and others.

Even in the same realm, the degree of polishing of the moves is different, and the strength will be completely different.

Li Ziye understood it better than anyone else, so he never dared to slack off in the past two years.

He can't change what God gives, but he can change what God can't.

For more than two years, the number of times Li Ziye swung his sword was no less than that of others in five or ten years.

The way of heaven may not reward hard work, but if you don't work hard, you will have nothing.

Today, Li Ziye, who has been hiding his edge, finally shows his fangs.

The edge of the sword cut across the night, bringing out a cascade of dazzling blood. Each sword was as fast as lightning, without any muddy water.

The shrill screams were endless, resounding through the night sky.

Li Ziye, who was like a killing machine, had no expression on his face, and the two swords in his hands swiped again and again.

"Bah."

Suddenly, the sword edge slashed across, and blood spattered from Li Ziye's left arm, staining his shirt red.

The huge number of Tianwei finally left scars on the invaders after sacrificing dozens of people.

"Go away!"

Drenched in blood, Li Ziye raised his brows angrily, swiped his sword, and ruthlessly sealed his throat.

Ahead, there is an endless stream of Wuzu Tianwei, as if they can never be killed.

In front of Li Ziye, there was already a corpse lying down, and the two swords in his hands were also stained blood red.

The Tianwei of the Wu Clan were all around the third level. Although their personal strength was a little weaker, there were too many people. Every time Li Ziye killed a person, his true energy would be consumed violently.

Soon, Li Ziye's back was drenched with sweat, and the sound of panting began to become heavy.

rear.

Inside the huge bronze cauldron, the Chunjun sword trembled, as if sensing the danger of its master, and wanted to help.

"Do what you have to do."

Li Ziye turned his back to the huge bronze cauldron, clenched the sword in both hands, suppressed the exhaustion in his body, said something in a cold voice, and immediately rushed forward again.

Kill, start again.

Inside the huge bronze cauldron, Chun Junjian understood the meaning of its master, filled with green and red brilliance, devouring the luck of the witch clan with all its strength.

at the same time.

far away.

On the other side of the battle.

Faced with the combination of the three witches and queens, Qin Grace gradually fell into a disadvantage.

A witch queen is enough to sit on an equal footing with the strong sword fairy in the extreme north of the world, and two great witch kings of the five realms are as strong as Qin Grace, and it is difficult to stop them.

As the saying goes, two fists are hard to beat with four hands, not to mention that Qin Grace's opponents are all great practitioners at the five-level level.

The two great witch kings were in a hurry to get away, and the offensive was extremely fierce. With the addition of an extremely powerful witch queen, Qin Grace's pressure continued to increase.

just.

Even though the pressure on her body was getting bigger and bigger, Qin Grace refused to give in half a step, and stopped the three of them with all her strength, preventing any one from getting out of the battle.

She knew very well that if she retreated, that kid would surely die.

She must not retreat until he successfully escapes.

"Quickly snow and sometimes sunny, Guying Feihong!"

With a single sword, the two kings were retreated, and the witch's queen's palm came after him. Qin Yuna hurriedly turned her palms to catch it hard, and her feet slid several feet away.

A little bit of blood slid from the corner of his mouth. At this point in the battle, the Sword Immortal was stained red.

Seeing this, the two great witch kings looked at each other, one left and one right, and went around in different directions.

They knew that something important would happen in the place of the ancestral worship, otherwise, the Plum Blossom Sword Immortal would not have tried so hard to stop it.

At the same time as the two moved, Queen Wu also rushed forward, trying to hold the woman in front of her.

"I told you, you can't leave!"

Qin Grace let out a deep shout, stepped on her foot, her body turned into a streamer, Qingshuang slashed, and once again shocked the two great witch kings.

"boom!"

As the move was about to be exhausted, the witch queen's palm force also pierced through the air, Qin Grace blocked the move forcefully, stepped back half a step, and pools of blood dripped from the corner of her mouth.

How difficult it is to forcibly trap the three five realms.

Everyone knows that if the five realms want to go, almost no one can stop them. It is easy to defeat a five realms, but it is too difficult to stop a five realms.

In the world, only a powerful crazy woman like Qin Grace dared to stop three great practitioners of the five realms at once.

but.

As the battle progressed, Qin Aina's situation became more and more unfavorable, and it was obvious that she could not last long.

After all, when dealing with a peerless powerhouse like the Queen of Witches, it is really beyond human power to distract the two Great Witch Kings.

In the two battles, both the master and the apprentice fell into a hard fight.

How can a family's background be so easily shaken, even if it is done with intention or carelessness.

The place of worship.

Facing hundreds of Tianwei attacks, Li Ziye also gradually reached his limit.

True energy is consumed violently, and physical strength is also constantly passing away.

Half of the clothes are blood red, there are enemies, and there are also their own.

The twin swords in Li Ziye's hands were even curled and no longer sharp.

There were more and more corpses around, and fear appeared in the eyes of many Tianwei. Before death, how many people could calm down.

"Come again!"

Li Ziye took a deep breath, looked at the inexhaustible Tianwei in front of him, and said in a cold tone.

Old Qin can still persist, why can't he.

No matter how strong these people are, can they be stronger than that perverted Little Red Riding Hood?

Only one thousand, not much!

the same moment.

Inside the huge bronze tripod.

The ancient sword was ups and downs, and around the Chunjun sword, majestic and endless luck lingered, and the sound of dragon chant was faintly visible.

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