A silver thread, when Jing Yanyan's long sword was restrained.
Suddenly, a bloodstain was drawn on her shoulder.
Blood gushed out, instantly staining the plain robe she held red.
Jing Yanyan was in pain, and her sword moves became more and more fierce.
Under the rage, the profound energy surged violently, and it soared in this instant.
Under the splash and skyrocketing, the restrained silver threads were shaken.
In the next moment, Jing Yanyan rushed towards Ye Qingluo's direction.
However, Jing Yanyan's long sword had just approached.
Ye Qingluo's figure suddenly disappeared into the air.
Jing Yanyan paused with her long sword, released her senses, and scanned her surroundings vigilantly.
"Giggle..."
A pleasant and clear laughter came leisurely.
Jing Yanyan immediately turned around and followed the prestige.
I saw Ye Qingluo standing at least twenty steps away from her, smiling charmingly.
"I am a person who always takes revenge. If you hurt me, I have to pay it back."
With her slender fingers, she took out a handkerchief, and gently wiped away the blood seeping from her shoulder.
The expression on her face was calm and enchanting.
Jing Yanyan tightened her grip on Jing Guangjian.
This woman is really amazing!
As she said, she is a vengeful person.
If today, she cannot be killed.
Then... she will definitely avenge today's revenge!
Jing Yanyan's eyes were piercing, and a strong killing intent shot out.
"It's a good one who will be punished, but I want to see what life you have, and you will be rewarded!"
Jing Yanyan had already summoned up all her energy, and her profound strength had exploded to the extreme.
With the Jingguang sword in his hand, the offensive of the sword moves became more and more fierce.
Every move is like a surging tide.
The surrounding air seemed to be affected by profound energy, forming a twisted vortex of nothingness.
This time, Ye Qingluo didn't dare to be too loose.
Jing Yanyan's profound rank was already above hers.
Moreover, as she is now, without the reassurance pearl by her side, she has no way to forcibly raise the Xuan rank and compete with her.
After a few more moves, Ye Qingluo could only rely on her own footwork to avoid Jing Yanyan's attack.
Moreover, every time you dodge, you have to change the angle.
After a long time, Ye Qingluo also felt a little strenuous.
Jing Yanyan's eyes lit up, and the attack in her hand also accelerated and skyrocketed at this moment.
Seeing Jing Yanyan's sword energy, once again slashing at her face.
Ye Qingluo couldn't resist the strength of this force by himself.
Only by using footwork, quickly move away from the figure.
She gathered her energy and vigilantly sensed the changes in the air around her.
Immediately, the steps moved and stood behind Jing Yanyan in an instant.
She squeezed the Flame Devouring Fan tightly, and made a decisive move, pressing the Flame Devouring Fan to Jing Yanyan's neck.
It is at this very moment...
The Flame Devouring Fan is only half a palm away from Jing Yanyan.
Jing Yanyan suddenly came back to her senses, raised her palm, and hit Ye Qingluo's chest.
Immediately afterwards, the strong sword energy overwhelmingly suppressed.
Ye Qingluo felt a sharp pain in his chest, and was forced to fly upside down.
After finally gaining a firm foothold, countless sword shadows followed closely behind.
Damn it!
This Jing Yanyan actually saw her footwork trajectory again!
Ye Qingluo's expression was dignified, and his half-closed eyes reflected a cold light.
At this time, it was too late for Ye Qingluo to use his footwork to leave again.
Jianying's speed was extremely fast, and she didn't have the slightest chance to react.
"Ye Qingluo, run! Aren't you good at running?" Jing Yanyan sneered and mocked.
In her opinion, Ye Qing would surely die if she fell under her sword move!
At this time, Ye Qingluo's mental power was concentrated on Jianying...
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