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471. Flying Clouds Gone Egret【8】

The blond lion king turned back, and the wind picked up his golden robe and his unique blond hair. ┃- ┃Gold symbolizes the king and the venerable, and the blond lion king does have that aura.

The red hair danced wildly, with a hint that those who follow me will prosper and those who go against me will perish.

The King's Sword struck at the fatal spot of the blond lion king respectively. If it weren't for the fact that the blond lion king was a ninth-level hell magician, he would have become the soul of the white egret.

After a while, a golden spear appeared in the hand of the blond lion king. The scorching sun shone on the spear, reflecting a golden light. The face of the blond lion king was already covered with haze, and there was a haze in the eyes staring at the egret.

Killing intent.

The two former traders drew swords upon each other, even to the point of fighting to the death.

His body flew in the air, and his feet kicked into the air towards the chest of the blond lion king. The blond lion king spread his hands, tilted his body slightly backward, and kept retreating, and the soles of his feet also drew a mark on the ground.

The black combat boots left a black afterimage in the air. The soles of his feet did not kick the blond lion, and the egret was not surprised. He hooked his legs in the air, turned around gracefully, spun around, and held the crown of the king.

The sword arrived in front of the blond lion king.

There is a big difference in strength between the two. A fifth-level dark illusionist faces a ninth-level hell illusionist. If you tell others that this fifth-level magician will win, you will probably laugh.

It’s true that there have been leapfrog challenges before, but who is as crazy as Bailu Yue?

The continuous murderous intention condensed into a red liquid in the air. The corners of Egret's lips curled up, her eyes were red, and a silver lotus flower emerged sharply from between her eyebrows.

The silver-blood lotus exploded in the air like a bomb, and the wind and dust were flying, but the whole air was filled with blood.

Countless blood and countless lotus flowers surrounded the blond lion king, leaving him with nowhere to escape.

The egret's feet were hanging in the air, stepping on blood and lotus flowers to sweep across the sky. It raised its eyebrows and looked at the blond lion king, "Lion king, I have never thought about what to do to you. You are the one who forced me into the current situation."

Bailu closed her eyes, yes, everything she did was forced by others.

She just wanted to find the Flower of the West Sea and rescue Qingsha Ziying, so why did trouble still come to her? Why was Liuyun the son of the sea? Why didn't she see through this conspiracy.

But now it’s too late to say anything, too late!!!

Liuyun's life could never be exchanged. Bailu hated the blond lion king and the others and blamed himself at the same time.

She killed Liu Yun indirectly. If she hadn't been self-righteous, if she hadn't ignored the people around her, how could Liu Yun have died? How could it be possible?

The egret in grief never wanted to think that no matter Liuyun died today or not, she would still have to choose life or death between Qingsha's self-image and Liuyun in the future.

Just because Liuyun is the Prince of the Sea, the unique son of the sea whose blood can make the flowers of the Western Sea bloom...

As soon as he thought of Liuyun climbing up Longfeng Mountain with his body covered with coldness, Bailu's heart was swallowed up by hatred. He held up the sword of the king with a torrent of hatred. Bailu rushed into the fist surrounded by blood and lotus, and the sword of the king

He kept stabbing at the blond lion king, and his speed was breathtaking.
Chapter completed!
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