Rebirth of the Strongest Female Emperor

Chapter 752 Suspension (3)

In the blink of an eye, Li Jingwen’s sword in his hand directly stabbed Ye Qing’s chest. At almost this moment, everyone felt that Ye Qingyi would lose.

Of course!

Just at the edge of Li Jingwen’s sword, when he was half a finger away from Ye Qing’s chest, he suddenly stopped.

Li Jingwen, holding the hilt, looked at Ye Qingyi with a gaze. He didn’t know when to raise his hand.

At the moment, the white palm of the hand was holding the sharp sword front firmly, and directly rushed the tiger to the current situation.

Li Jingwen’s eyes couldn’t help but flash a strange color, and he couldn’t see it at all. When Ye Qingyi raised his hand.

"Wang Dong Jianqi?" Ye Qingyi looked at the sword she was holding in her hand, watching the blue sword shrouded in the chill of the sword on the front of her sword gradually over her hand holding the sword.

Just the next second of Ye Qingying’s voice, a golden flame suddenly ignited from her hands!

For a moment, the dazzling golden flame of the group directly filled the sword in the hands of Li Jingwen. The blue sword was almost instantaneous, and it was swallowed by the flames.

The sword front, which was originally with a chill, was burned by the golden flame at the moment!

The high temperature was directly transmitted to Li Jingwen's hand holding the sword. It was like a soldering iron, and Li Jingwen's face changed slightly.

Ye Qingyan slowly raised his eyes and looked at Li Jingwen, and his mouth faintly evoked a smile of evil spirits.

"When the winter is approaching, it will not be able to withstand the heat of burning the flames."

"What..." Li Jingwen's face was a glimpse.

The smile of Ye Qing’s mouth is deeper at this moment. She suddenly expands the golden flame several times. In a flash, the golden flame of the sky seems to be swallowing up everything around!

The sword front that she was holding in her hand was instantly burned by the golden flame of the group.

Under the high temperature, Li Jingwen was directly burned by his right hand and fiercely released the hilt.

The next second, the sword that Li Jingwen put down, was burned and melted in the hands of Ye Qingyi.

A drop of red molten iron dripped at the foot of Ye Qingying, and at the moment of entering the soil, it burned out many smog.

"How could this be..." A group of Qing Yunfeng disciples who were full of enthusiasm, at this moment, looked at the sword that had been burned.

You must know that the sword in the hands of Li Jingwen is personally donated by Qingyun Fengfeng, and it is built with extremely high-quality black iron. It can be described as invincible and tough.

But now...

The sword has been burned into a pool of molten iron...

Li Jingwen's eyes were full of shocking colors. He looked down at the right hand of his sword. Although he loosened his hand in time, his palm was still hurt by the golden flame. Acute pain after burning.

"Qing Yunfeng's chief disciple, but this is the case, now... It's my turn to make a move." Ye Qingyan raised his eyes slightly, and the smile on his lips was more and more evil.

Li Jingwen’s heart was slightly shocked. I don’t know why, a strong uneasiness is spreading wildly at his heart.

But before Li Jingwen returned to God, Ye Qing’s figure was already in front of everyone’s eyes, disappearing without a trace.

Li Jingwen was shocked and subconsciously encouraged the whole body to be infuriating.

however……

All of this is a futile resistance.

Ye Qingying's figure is like a ghost, and it appears from behind Li Jingwen.

(End of this chapter)