That clear voice, in Jing Yanyan's eardrums, was like an ice blade, piercing her eardrums.
Jing Yanyan staggered back a few steps in shock, her eyes were fixed on Ye Qingluo for a moment, her heart shrank tightly into a ball.
The girl was suspended in mid-air, her hair of black hair scattered on her shoulders, fluttering with the wind.
She seemed to be born into the world like a mysterious girl from the Nine Heavens, shrouded in dazzling brilliance, looking down upon all living beings.
Every smile and frown seemed to be so glorious that it was impossible to profane.
So... is the power of the artifact
Jing Yanyan was shocked.
Ye Qingluo looked down at Jing Yanyan, saw the greed and fear in her eyes, and raised a sweet smile at the corner of her mouth: "Whoever offends me will be killed at the ends of the earth!"
She threw the Flame Devouring Fan into the air.
The Flame Devouring Fan spun rapidly in mid-air and suddenly unfolded.
Like a group of small flames, with a flicker, it burns into a raging flame.
Ye Qingluo's figure flickered, and her slender and white hand raised, and firmly caught the Flame Devouring Fan.
Immediately, a wind blade, like thousands of huge waves surging, slashed away aggressively.
Ye Qingluo's body also lingered like a vortex of strength.
Circle after circle, extremely powerful, blocking all other auras around.
Jing Yanyan quickly picked up the long sword and pulled up countless waves.
The sword was fierce, not to be outdone, and slashed down against the wind blade released by Ye Qingluo.
Immediately, her sword move changed, and she was already approaching Ye Qingluo, and the long sword pointed directly at Ye Qingluo's eyebrows.
The corner of Ye Qingluo's mouth showed a sinister cold arc.
The long and narrow eyes that were slightly squinted flashed an interesting luster.
She didn't hide, she just stared at the long sword pointed at the center of her eyebrows, without blinking her eyelashes.
Ye Qingluo's self-confidence caused Jing Yanyan's heart to panic for no reason.
The long sword he swung lost a bit of momentum.
Could this be... another new routine by Ye Qingluo
Jing Yanyan originally had absolute confidence.
Ye Qingluo had absolutely no way of avoiding her sword power, and could only choose to forcibly resist it.
And she is also planning to attack Ye Qingluo when Ye Qingluo resists!
No matter what, Ye Qingluo cannot be allowed to use the power of the artifact.
Otherwise, she is absolutely no match for the artifact!
However, Ye Qingluo's self-satisfied appearance really made Jing Yanyan's heart beat a little.
Jing Yanyan looked at Ye Qingluo suspiciously, trying to see a clue from Ye Qingluo's face.
But when Jing Yanyan met Shang Yeqingluo's sneering eyes.
The heart suddenly exploded like a volcanic eruption.
Jing Yanyan's eyes flickered, and with a movement of her wrist, she clenched Jing Guangjian tightly.
"Playing tricks, trying to scare the head?" She snorted coldly, her eyes sharp as a blade, "The head has never been afraid of anything! You little girl, you also want to scare the head?"
While speaking, Jing Yanyan's own profound strength skyrocketed extremely violently.
It seemed that all the profound energy had been condensed on the long sword.
The vast and boundless sword momentum, like a broken bamboo, rushed straight to the center of Ye Qingluo's eyebrows, and stabbed hard...
The people around are always paying attention to the struggle in the field.
Seeing that Ye Qingluo was about to be stabbed by Jing Yanyan's long sword, they all cried out in surprise.
There are still many people who are eager to rush to the stage to block the sword for Ye Qingluo.
However...
A scene that shocked everyone happened.
Just when Jing Guangjian was a fist away from Ye Qingluo's eyebrows.
Suddenly, Jing Guangjian's powerful sprint seemed to have encountered some obstacles, and stopped abruptly...
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[Still working hard]