The Two-Faced Venerate Emperor Chapter 254: So strong!

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Huan Mengyue's dancing posture is getting faster and faster, her aura fluctuates, the flowers and leaves around her are falling one after another, and she feels unusual in her momentum.

This is murderous!

Huan Qingyan will be a fool if she doesn't leave!

Unfortunately, I just took a few steps, and saw that the flowers and leaves that fell behind him turned into a sharp sword, with gusts of wind, fierce murderous intent, and seeing the sun, whizzing, illusion. Yan Nianli moved his shadow to avoid...

But the sword formed by the flower and leaf seems to have an automatic tracking function, locking her body shape unchanged, no matter where she avoids, she can catch up again, and her momentum is getting stronger!

Huan Qingyan was really shocked this time. She had a hunch that if she was hit by the sword, even if she didn't die, she would get rid of half her life.

The dance of the **** Huan Mengyue hasn't stopped, and it continues to dance.

The more she jumps, the stronger the murderous spirit on this sword will become. Maybe she will be stabbed to death with a sword in the end.

"Puff puff puff!" Three times, this is the sound caused by Huan Qingyan's sharp sword directly penetrating the center of the tree after Huan Qingyan went around the three trees.

"Fuck, you are only a two-star spiritualist in Dream Moon, how can you have such a strong combat skill?"

This is obviously unscientific, okay? Only four-star spiritual masters can learn exercises, combat techniques and the like.

Tucao can't solve her danger, only let Lingbao come out to fight!

After Pig Lingbao came out, it didn't dare to face the sharp sword, and screamed at the dream moon.

It's just that this can't solve the crisis of phantasy.

Because at this time, she is a little far away from Huan Meng Yue, I am afraid that the pig spirit has not yet pounced, and the flower-leaf sword is about to poke Huan Qingyan's back.

Huan Qingyan felt a chill in her back, and the breath of death came on her face.

Anxious to give birth to wisdom, Huan Qingyan took out the torn piece of black iron from the storage ring, hiding it behind her...

"Dang!" There was a loud noise, and the broken piece of iron actually blocked the sword of death!

However, she was also uncomfortable. She was shaken a few meters away by her remaining force and almost vomited blood.

Looking at the broken piece of iron, it still looks the same, neither broken nor pierced, just a few pieces of rust.

So strong!

Huan Mengyue did not expect that Huan Qingyan could actually block her blow, stayed for a while, and then danced faster, forming a small aura barrier to prevent Huan Qingyan’s spirit treasure from approaching, and then Soon several large mosaic swords were formed...

This time it became a small sword formation, and Huan Qingyan secretly cried out. It would be nice if she could block a sword with a broken piece of iron. There are so many at once, this piece of iron is not big, how can she block it?

At this moment, a demon wind burst out, and a group of black shadows rolled out of the bushes beside them, bounced several times, and hit all the mosaic swords that flew towards Huan Qingyan. Fly away.

The sword made up of flowers and leaves was smashed into broken leaves, which fluttered away.

"Lingbao knows the rhinoceros Dafa? You woman is really not easy!" The black shadow made a floating voice.

After Huan Qingyan saw it clearly, she realized that she was alone!

He is tall and strong, seventeen or eighteen years old, with a lot of blood stains on his body, but it is just a few traumas, as if it is not in the way at all, the whole person is full of a wild sense of power.

"... Brother Jiuli?" Huan Qingyan couldn't believe it.

This person is very similar to Huan Jiuli in appearance, but his behavior and temperament are very different.

The most important thing is that Huan Jiuli can't speak, and he can speak?