Yiyi woke up instantly.

exhausted? Sleepy?

How long did she wait for him once? Thinking of sleeplessly every night, not thinking about tea and rice, have you ever been exhausted?

Once upon a time, in order to satisfy the sage, she just returned to the Eastern Region to meet him as soon as possible, practicing endlessly, why did she ever feel tired?

Of course, she knew better that he waited for her long and harder.

Sleepy?

Where can I sleep except his side?

No one knows how strong her Taoism is.

And in this Taoist heart, he is the only one who is full.

Other than that, what's the damage?

Wind of recovery? Live together? That's a joke.

"How... how could it..." Feng Yinyi's expression changed.

Bang...

Feng Yinyi was full of vitality and burst out.

The wind of recovery is blowing more and more fiercely.

Bang...

The same vitality exploded on Yiyi.

A stream of pure moonlight spreads all the way, and the wind disappears wherever it passes.

A black moonlight swept across the earth like fire, and wherever it passed, all the flowers and plants withered, and then turned into ashes.

Yiyi stared coldly at the wind.

"The sense of suffocation, the sense of death, the sense of sleepiness, do you want to try it?"

The voice just fell.

Wow...

A stream of colorful moonlight surging through the world.

The entire competition platform was full of radiance in an instant, and it seemed like an oracle, a colorful wonderland of heaven and earth.

The colorful moonlights are flooded with two special moonlights, one white and one black.

At this moment, Yiyi's momentum completely overwhelmed the wind.

That is simply a gap of crushing.

Feng Qianni only had time to change her face, and then she was stunned.

In Ambilight, Yiyi holds a virtual grip with one hand, moving forward slowly step by step.

In the eyes of everyone, on this huge martial arts stage, there seems to be a goddess descending into the mortal world, wearing seven colors of haze, leaving behind nine days of moonlight, beautiful to the extreme, but majestic to the extreme.

On the stage of watching the competition, one by one Tianjiao almost scoffed.

The expressions of the old guys changed drastically.

"Ancient Pure Moon."

"Spirit Devouring Black Moon."

"Wuji Magic Moon."

The colorful magical moon is the magical moon of martial arts. It gathers the seven colors of the heaven and the earth, including all the colors between the heaven and the earth, and can also give birth to all the colors between the heaven and the earth. Therefore, when the magic moon is surging, it also gathers all the colors of the heaven and the earth, overflowing with light. Color, like a miracle.

Follow step by step.

In the wind, his face changed constantly.

At first, his face flushed, and it seemed extremely uncomfortable to breathe.

Then, his face turned pale and his breath was weak.

tread…

Yiyi's footsteps paused.

The sky and the earth are shining, instantly freeze frame.

The stunned wind regained the gleam of the eyes slightly.

Yiyi said indifferently, "Admit defeat and step down."

Feng Yinyi's face was ugly, "Give up? It's you who should give up."

"I am charming and charming, and I am the beautiful daughter of the Eight Sects and Four Clans on the first day."

"You, a wild girl who came out of nowhere, have any qualifications to be compared with me?"

Obviously, Feng Yin is extremely arrogant.

The jealousy of women seems to be even more terrifying.

"Do you want to defeat me with this little bug?" Feng Yinyi sneered.

Wow...The wind broke out suddenly on her body.

The clothes on his body are amazing.

All around, there was an exclamation.

"The best defensive artifact?"

"It's a precious defensive holy weapon."

Defensive sacred artifacts are much more precious and rarer than normal sacred artifacts.

The breath of the wind on the coat of the Chinese clothes isolated the streamer of the seven-colored moonlight.

Yiyi frowned slightly, but her face became cold again. She said that she was in a hurry.

tread…

Yiyi is another step out.

At this moment, the black and white moonlight instantly surrounds the wind and charming body.

Black moonlight, devouring spirit invades.

The wind is full of vitality, weakening rapidly.

The white moonlight was constantly wearing away the Chinese clothes.

The two moonlights are being restrained by Feng Yinyi with astonishing pressure.

On the Qiongyuzong high platform, Sect Master Qiongyu shouted anxiously, "Enchanting, just admit defeat."

"Impossible." Feng Yin said coldly, a trace of madness flashed across his face.

But this madness hadn't time to break out in the future, and his face was completely dull again.

Move forward step by step.

Feng Yinyi's face kept changing again.

Under his pale face, his breath became weaker.

When Yiyi walked a few steps away from Feng Yinni, Feng Yinni's aura seemed to be clear.

After a breath.

Yiyi walked two steps away from Feng Yinni, and the empty palm of her hand was in front of Feng Yinni.

The slender hands slowly closed, only one Baize finger extended.

With a single flick, she will be blasted off the competition stage, and the competition will end.

However, the movement of her fingers stretched out, at this moment Feng Yinyi's vitality is so weak that it seems to be completely cut off, but if it is underneath, it will kill.

There was a loud shout of anger on the empty clan watching the stage.

"Damn, Feng'er has no power to resist, you still want to kill?"

Whoosh... the air flashed with a strong wind, the speed was extremely fast, ignoring the space distance, and it seemed as if time was passing by.

Long Kong Linghao, the young clan of the Kong clan, the six-fold cultivation base of the Sovereign Realm suddenly violently rises, how fast?

"Vacuum, lore."

When the body first moves, the person is already in front of Yiyi.

The vast range of the martial arts platform instantly became a vacuum zone, a lore.

At the same time, it was also a figure, instantly in front of Yiyi.

Therefore, what Kong Linghao met in an instant was not Yiyi, but a face that was extremely cold and murderous.

What happened in an instant was naturally Xiao Yi who had been watching the battle closely.

"What do you want to do?" Xiao Yi stared coldly, staring at the Young Clan Chief of the Kong Clan, and staring at the slap in his hand who wanted to blast Yiyi.

Boom...boom...

Xiao Yi had no more words.

In the air, there was only one explosion and one roar.

There was a violent tremor on the huge competition platform.

In the sound of the explosion, the sluggish Fengyi was shocked and flew far away in the aura.

Kong Linghao's figure has disappeared in place.

On the huge competition stage, the staggering flames are spreading rapidly.

Since the start of the competition, the huge competition platform that has been undamaged has been cracked.

Where is the roar?

After everyone reacted from the shock and the change, Qi Qi's face changed drastically.

It was the Hall Master Xiao Yi who punched the earth heavily.

The figure of the young patriarch of the empty clan didn't disappear, but was submerged in the cracks on the ground.

Everyone looked at the cracked ground with eight flames, and it was not difficult to imagine how terrifying this punch was.

The eight-stranded flame burst from Xiao Yi's hands in almost an instant, flooding the entire competition platform.

The huge competition platform, originally filled with flowers and plants, has long since turned into ashes and nothingness.

"Xiao Yi evil thief, you are looking for death." On the Kong Clan watching stage, an old man ran away in an instant, attacking Xiao Yi directly.

The old man is not a human being, with long wings on his back and a monstrous aura.

Xiao Yi raised his head and glanced, "Birdman? Ha, the birdman at the peak of the Sovereign Realm."

Qiang...The Purple Lightning Sword instantly condenses.

Exciting sword energy, burst out instantly.

Boom...boom...

In the air, two roars broke out in an instant.

The first sound came from Xiao Yi Jianfeng.

Under the sword is a powerful palm with dense flames.

The second sound came from the bird man...No, in the palm of the empty clan chief.

In the palm of the hand, it was not a purple electric, but a palm of the same flame.

Yes, there is no confrontation between the sword and the palm.

Between Xiao Yi and the patriarch of the Kong clan, a figure lay across them, stopping the two at the same time.

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