First Emperor's Will: My Heir is the Daqin Empress

214 The Dance of Zixia and Moonlight! (Subscribe)

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Now, Jing Bao looked at the imperial princess in front of him, Ying Lan.

Obviously a frail body.

Why is there such a tenacity?

This kind of power simply doesn’t match her image!

She hadn’t had time to think about it.

Ying Lan has already deceived himself again, with a sword in his hand, Shen Ruowanjun.

With strong wind pressure, it came rolling.

With a sound, the two broke off the fight again.

The moon-white general’s armor and the black fish-scale armor complement each other.

In the sky of leaves and the morning breeze.

Two slender figures filled the air with fragrance.

Under the scorching sun of the prosperous day, a lore unfolded.

Not far from them, the other side was fighting.

It is even more dangerous and dangerous.

The clash of swords.

Murderers are everywhere!

The six sword slaves were fighting with a strange woman in a purple dress in the middle.

The bright white moonlight flows through a folded angle in the air.

like a stream.

Flowing around the six sword slaves.

They were like enemies.

Go back a few steps.

Simultaneously.

The Eight Swords of the King of Yue in his hand attacked together.

Show a hook in front of a sword glow.

Sword rain is like weaving.

Ling’s sword glow.

At the time of 580 when I encountered the flowing bright moonlight and water.

in the contact position.

A gust of wind erupted.

one-!

The explosion of cutting air sounded.

Splashing sword blades.

spilled to the ground.

Directly pierce the hook to come to the holes one by one.

It shows how terrifying this quiet and peaceful moonlight is!

Violet-like rays of light flickered.

A phantom in a purple dress.

Proudly hanging in the air, standing in front of them.

The legs under the purple skirt are white and slender.

Stepping on the North Star-like pattern, there is light emerging and energy surging.

Sword power is brewing all over the body.

Violet star-like eyes looked at them faintly.

Indifferent as ever.

Although now, six figures are surrounding her.

but.

In the hands of the woman in the purple skirt, the sword power condensed on the white blade.

However, it seemed as if he had surrounded the six sword slaves in his own sword formation.

A faint starlight sprinkled from the moonlight sword.

After dripping to the ground.

Dip-dye hooked a piece of bright moon-white light.

Waterfall-like long hair, fluttering in the back.

-Both cheeks, congealed like jade.

It seems like a stunner created by nature and carved with rhythm.

All parts have the most perfect axis.

(bbeb)

The beauty is simply….not like a real person!

Like a fairy, descending into the world.

Now, the six sword slaves around.

The figure is embarrassed, and the breathing is a little heavier.

Silent.

Dressed in black, with a few scars.

In the process of fighting against the purple skirt woman just now, she was accidentally affected by the aftermath of the purple skirt woman’s sword.

These sharp sword marks are left behind.

The fingers they held the hilt of the sword had blue veins bursting out.

A bit of fine sweat appeared on his forehead.

From the six of them, the dark red killing intent spilled out.

The girl in the purple skirt was resisting the pressure of the sea-like sword intent flowing out.

A silent confrontation is going on.

They looked at the Zixia Fairy in front of them.

The eyes are solemn.

It was terrifying to feel the pressure overflowing from her body.

Standing in front of her, as if facing a mountain, unshakable.

Now, the hearts of the six of them are a little palpitated and heavy.

Mind turn.

Quickly thinking about ways to deal with it.

Sweat dripped to the ground.

In the past, in the past.

There has never been the six of them working together.

Encountered such an embarrassing scene.

It was only blocked by one person.

forced to this point.

Even, almost in turn overwhelmed them.

This makes their faces dull.

At the same time, he was also a little jealous, the strength of this purple skirt woman!

They were originally the top sword slaves in the snare organization.

the strength of each individual.

They are all first-level policemen in the swordsman of Luowang.

Put it on the Jianghu Chaotang.

Everyone is a killer with a well-known reputation.

In the past, the six of them joined forces.

when collective action.

I don’t know how many tough targets have been hunted.

At last.

No matter how fierce the prey, how cunning the opponent.

Without exception.

All were successfully hunted by them.

Falling into the siege of the six of them.

but now.

In front of this mysterious purple dress woman.

But it seems that there is a gap between her and her.

There was no way to threaten her at all.

Not even close.

The only distance that can be approached is the length of her sword’s edge.

Another half inch.

Bloodshed!

The six took a deep breath.

However, they are net sword slaves!

Sword slave, born to obey the master’s orders!

It is to carry out the task assigned by the master!

Even if there is a mountain of swords and a sea of ​​fire and hell ahead, we must move forward!

God kills.

Everywhere.

Although the woman in the purple dress in front of her was somewhat difficult to deal with.

However, they don’t stop there!

Immediately, the six sword slaves looked at each other.

Immediately, they all gave a light reprimand and took a step forward together.

With the Eight Swords of the King of Yue in his hand, energy emerges.

The violent wind suddenly began to surge.

Their black winter clothes were screeching.

The figures of six people disappeared into the air.

Under the sky, a dark red cobweb pattern phantom.

Around the woman in the purple skirt, she quietly emerged.

Like a spider opening its teeth.

Freeze it in the middle area.

A frenzied killing intent poured in.

Lock the woman in the purple skirt in the middle.

Six figures flickered in the air and disappeared.

Immediately, from six different directions.

rush to kill.

The Yue Wang Eight Swords in his hand shine brightly.

It is already their strongest killing formation with a hook!

To kill Fairy Zixia.

hum-!

With a trembling sound, Fairy Zixia was surrounded and killed by them.

In the eyes, there is a scorching white light of the stars.

Even in the daytime.

The eyes are also shining like lights.

Around her, Zixia clouds surging, wrapping around her exquisite body.

Moonlight sword in hand.

The moon shines brightly.

Stick to your chest.

The red lips parted lightly.

It seems that murmur hooked a few spells.

immediately.

The dazzling light of the moon, along the Fang Yu of the blade, quickly extended.

And Fairy Zixia put the sword in her hand beside her.

Huahui and Yuemang, as if dragged out the blade to the length of the sky.

across here.

It seems that the world is divided into two parts by the sword as the boundary.

immediately.

Fairy Zixia raised her sword and rose.

The footsteps turned, the purple skirt danced, and the long hair fluttered.

The full moon’s blade radiates light, horizontally at the waist, and slashes with one sword.

Rumble–!

Bright holy white light.

Form a full moon sword array.

Centered on the void standing under the feet of Fairy Zixia.

suddenly appeared.

Pale, indifferent, dazzling moon-white sword glow.

Like a flower blooming.

It’s like stepping on the bright moon.

A roaring round moon-shaped sword formation spread out and smashed across the sky!