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Chapter three hundred and sixteen regretted defeat(2/2)

Her pair of water-blue eyes flashed with deep water-blue light again!

Xia Qingyao once again used the power of illusion!

Snap!

The terrifying three-foot ancient sword pierced the illusion shadow left by Xia Qingyao and passed through the sky.

This scene made everyone present breathe a sigh of relief.

They really don't want to see a fairy stabbed by a long sword.

How heartbreaking that would be.

And Qi Zilai on Fengyuntai had completely suppressed any emotions in his heart.

He knew which is more important, winning or pursuing Xia Qingyao.

Therefore, he released all his soul power without hesitation!

Pong!

The illusion condensed by Xia Qingyao was shattered again!

Her figure once again forced her to appear!

But this time, Xia Qingyao's figure had already appeared in front of Qi Zilai!

Without hesitation, she raised the rays of light in her hand, and threw them hard at Qi Zi like she was throwing a long whip!

Bang!!!

Xia Guangshi Pian hit Qi Zilai hard.

But it only hit a yellow barrier condensed by Qi Zilai.

Qi Zi looked at her with a complicated look in her eyes, and clearly saw the loss that appeared in her eyes.

At this moment, he suddenly felt a feeling of heartache.

However, Xia Qingyao quickly calmed down the loss in her eyes and took back the sunshine.

She sighed softly, and her water-blue eyes looked at Ye Qingchen in the rest area.

Ye Qingchen and her looked at each other from a distance.

"Mr. Ye, I will leave your last hope..."

"You must win..."

This is the voice she conveys.

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1: Adapted from the "Sword Chapter" of the Yuan Dynasty poet Hu Kui, the original text is:
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