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1582. Who and the Battle 【1】

The egret is wearing a gorgeous red dress, sitting cross-legged on a bloody lotus with her eyes closed, her hands on her knees.

The slender white jade light rising from the lake jumped into her eyebrows in an orderly manner, but the knife marks on her face gradually faded away, until she returned to her previous whiteness...

In the lake, there are two groups of light.

Wrapped in these two groups of white jade light are the small golden dragon and the jade-topped red fish. They sleep in the white jade light and float on the surface of the lake.

As for Huang in the realm of nothingness, he is sitting cross-legged in the cage, practicing with his eyes closed!

The surface of his body was also glowing like white jade at this moment...

At this time, Liu Zeguo, who had been quiet for a long time, suddenly heard the heavy sound of horse hoofbeats.

Ouyang Fengren sat on a tall horse and led thousands of horses and troops to gallop to the gate of the palace.

The door of the palace was opened again, and Jianjian and Qu Dingtian walked out together. Looking at Ouyang Fengren, Jianjian sneered and said: "Why, you still don't give up? I didn't kill you last time.

, this time it may not be the case..."

A sharp light flashed in Ouyang Fengren's eyes. He was holding a spear, and his brows showed a different confidence than before.

Standing in front of thousands of troops, Ouyang Fengren looked like a king.

With a wave of his hand, Ouyang Fengren pointed the spear directly at Jianjian and Qu Dingtian, "One year has passed. This year, in order to reach an agreement with the border country, I burned my son to death in full view of the public. In order to

If I can be supported by strong men, I will not hesitate to chop off my left arm in order to kill you and become the leader of the country..."

Ouyang Fengren smiled cruelly. A gust of wind blew, and he saw the sleeve on his left hand swaying in the wind.

Looking at the sleeves, Qu Dingtian and Jianjian were slightly stunned. There were no hands in the sleeves!!!

"Are you kidding? I'm here, so you can't even take a step forward."

A black vortex suddenly appeared in the palm of Jianjian's right hand. With a wave of his hand, he saw countless sharp long swords that gathered black light suddenly burst out from the black vortex.

These long swords all thrust towards Ouyang Fengren and the thousands of horses behind him.

However, when these swords flew into the air, a black figure suddenly appeared.

A strong wind blew by, and countless long swords were blown away by the strong wind like flames.

Looking at the disappearing black sword, Jianjian and Qu Dingtian were slightly stunned.

They looked up and saw in the mid-air, a woman wearing a purple-red gown with extremely flirtatious makeup on her face, standing against the wind. In her hand, she was holding a purple-red gun with butterflies printed on it.

fan.

The surface of that fan was glowing with purple-red light, and it seemed to contain extremely powerful energy...

"Haha, Master Imperial Master, there is nothing you can do. Master Ziji's Wind Blade is invincible."

Ouyang Fengren laughed and looked at Qu Dingtian and Jianjian as if they were looking at two dead people.

The woman known as Zi Ji slowly fell from the air, and her narrow and charming eyes glanced at Qu Dingtian and Jianjian.

She fanned the fan in her hand and shook her head, obviously disappointed with something, "Old man Ouyang, I thought the person who beat you to the ground was so powerful, but that's all."
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