Chapter 386 is just like this (1)

Ye Qingying's eyes narrowed slightly, and the corner of her mouth evoked a smile of evil spirits. Her eyes swept over the four people standing by the Quartet. The right hand quietly grasped the hilt of the **** sword, but did not pull the sword. The move.

Song Junqiu looked at Ye Qingqi’s sword and immediately laughed: “I have heard that Ye Shimei’s internal examination is a one-shot stroke, and I’m going to win. Today I’m going to see it. I’m going to see Ye Shimei’s sword.”

What is needed for the sword flow is the speed to the extreme, with the power of the whole body, the moment of the sword, all the ambitions are above the point where the sword is unsheathed.

On the same day, Ye Qingyi took this trick and broke Ji's defense.

but……

There is an irony on the eyes of Song Junqiu.

The sword in his hand is not an ordinary sword. The toughness of the iron of the cold pool is extremely high. It is not the ordinary sword that can be cut off. Even if Ye Qingyi has such a stroke, it is impossible to break his sword. Frost sword!

At the moment, Song Junqiu exchanged a look at each other. Almost at the same time, the four men made direct moves, and the four sharp swords were exposed, and they went straight to Ye Qing, who was standing in the middle!

But at the moment when Song Junqiu shot four people, Ye Qingyi was uncharacteristic, his eyes were lightly closed, and his head was slightly underneath.

"What is she doing?" The disciples under the stage, I saw Ye Qing's move, and suddenly he was shocked.

In the face of the four people at the same time, she did not hide, but also revealed such an indifferent gesture, is not looking for a dead end!

Nishang and Feiying were also shocked by Ye Qing’s move. Seeing that the four swords were already hanging over Ye Qing’s head, the hearts of the two men mentioned the eyes of the blind.

"Miss! Be careful!"

At the moment of the screaming of the stunned singer, Ye Qingyan’s eyes slammed into the ground, and the petite figure trembled in the sight of the crowd, letting Ruohua be intertwined with countless ghosts.

A cold light flashed through her waist and turned into a whirlwind, sweeping across the four sides!

In an instant, the number of sounds will start suddenly!

Song Junqiu could not see the movement of Ye Qingyu at all. He only felt that the tiger's mouth holding the sword was severely painful, and several people subconsciously temporarily pulled out.

When the jingle sounded a few cracks, it sounded.

I saw...

On the huge platform, three sharply cut swords fell!

"What is the situation?" The three disciples outside Song Junqiu were slightly shocked. At this moment they noticed that the sword they held in their hands was actually cut off by the waist and the tip of the sword fell on the foot of Ye Qingying. side.

how is this possible!

The swords of the three of them are better than the frost swords in Song Junqiu's hands, but if they are worth their value, there is no less than 10,000 Xuan Ming points.

Obviously it is a hard-won sword, how can it be directly cut off!

Ye Qingyi was in the middle of the ring. At this moment, on the delicate little face, she raised a mad and evil smile. She raised her chin slightly and looked at the broken hand from the three disciples. Sweeping over the sword, the eyes of the eyes slipped over the three broken swords at the feet, and chuckled: "The swords of the brothers, it seems not so good?"

The three disciples looked black and subconsciously wanted to go forward, but this movement, they realized that their own tiger's mouth was coming from a tingling sensation, coveted, and found out...

The tiger's mouth where they held the sword had already been shattered, and a large piece of blood was dripping down their feet along the hilt.

How could this be?

(End of this chapter)

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