Obviously, Liu Ruoxi is also afraid of this moment.

A crystal dew slipped from the cheek and dripped onto the ground.

Just listening to the muffled sound of "empty", the general sword shadow did not cause Su Yi to split into two or Lingbao Pavilion.

The huge golden sword shadow of Haotian stagnate in the air in the air, stiff and incomparable.

I saw that the golden sword in the air touched an ice blue and it was difficult to get down.

Subsequently, the horrible water properties of the energy riots, like the plague, quickly climbed above the golden sword.

Twisted space whirlpool storms like ice and snow, all frozen in an instant, golden yellow is quickly occupied by ice blue light.

Just listening to a crisp sound, the golden energy of the holy king's gas is used as the light of the sky, and the overbearing swordsman quickly disappears into the air.

"Oh la la!"

The sound of the energy that permeates the air in the air, directly confronts the instinct of the flame of the Holy Fire, and spreads fiercely.

"Great Son, be careful!"

The elders of the sacred fire obviously did not expect such a thing to happen. Between the sudden collapse of the pupils, the two lights of gold and blue rushed toward themselves.

Between the vagueness, I can only feel the white figure flying through the sky, it is the strong, the absolute strong!

It is the existence that the Holy Fire must look up to.

Then, the pressure of the soul was overwhelming, and the water property of the sky brought cold air to the hot air. When I looked at the elders of the flame, I had already retreated to the location where Xuehonglou was.

The experience, fear and horror in the eyes are overflowing with words, and the long wind is even more frowning, and the corners of the mouth are twitching.

"It's her!" Looking down the direction of the light rain, Su Yi was jointly supported by Jing Baiqi and Jing Baihua, and the distance from Lingbao Pavilion was more than ten meters.

Standing in front of the woman, wearing a white robes, temperament and grace, the coldness contains a sense of dust, faintly looking at the sacred mountain line, like watching ants.

"Damn! Holy fire! I am talking about what! I will not ruin my Lingbao Pavilion! Are you jealous!" Jingbaihua is like a shrewd woman, put down Su Yi, screaming with his hands on his hips.

"Who is in front of my Lingbao Pavilion?" Jing Baiqi also changed the appearance of the previous style, the gas of killing was revealed, and the unspeakable blood of the unclear, let Su Yidu standing next to him Can not help but slightly.

"Sure enough, it is a strange thing! It is obviously the game you set! It is really a show!" Su Yi's mouth twitched and turned a blank eye.

After a closer look, the monarchs and the ancient elders and other elders have all come out of the Lingbao Pavilion, and they have seen the foreground image, and they are all wrinkled.

"You are all here!" Su Yi smiled and shrugged his nose, and his heart suddenly showed a embarrassment.

"Su Yi! Who hurts you? Strictly not serious! Which animal is! I will give you revenge!"

Jun Haotian looked anxiously at Su Yi, looked up and down Su Yi, and checked if there was any injury.

Su Yi waved his hand and nodded: "Nothing is ok! How come you!"

"Let's come to participate in the Eight Chong Fengyun Club! The Lord of the Ancient Yue Palace brought us over!" Jun Haotian lowered his voice, his eyes fixed on Su Yi, and suddenly he was puzzled.

"Why did I come too?"

Jun Hao Tian Lang smiled and said: "Su Yi brothers, you are very strange, there are a lot of ways, but the Duanmugong master arrived before us, I don't know!"

Hearing this sentence, Su Yi’s heart suddenly passed through a warm current, and the wind and clouds would generally be carried by the elders.

Duanmu Yuman, for his own sake, was able to feel instantly and his heart moved slightly.

"Lingbao Pavilion, what do you mean? Su Yi and us have no share of the enemy! Do not want to blame the holy mountain!"

Jing Baiqi and Jing Baiwei are fascinating, and suddenly they hear the most ridiculous jokes, and look at the elders with a pitiful look.

"No one dares to talk to Lingbaoge! Are you stupid?" Jingbai's eyes are constantly changing, and the strange look is full of faces.

And Duanmuman, who stood in front, said faintly: "Yi, come over!"

Su Yi suddenly got a spirit and quickly came to Duanmu Yuman, respectfully said: "In!"

As for the teacher's affairs, Duanmu Muman once agreed with Su Yi, don't say in front of him, this is good for Suyi Temple and Su Yi.

Naturally, at this time, Su Yi did not call Duanmu Yuman as a master.

"The lives of these two people are yours! What do you want to deal with!"

Duanmu Yuman’s moon was cold and faintly looked at the long wind and the holy fire, with a hint of disgust.

"You! Duanmu Yuman! Less talk there! The saints are in the city of Nether, this is not your heavenly palace!"

The flames screamed, and even in the face of such a peerless beauty, the sacred fire was still bombarded like a cannonball.

"Slow!"

Yan Chi Changfeng carefully looked at Duanmu Muman, the woman's pointed melon face in front of her eyes, her eyes moved down, and the glowing neck was like snow jade.

The two groups of high-spirited snow clusters suddenly let the cockroaches swallow a mouthful of water in the dark, and licked the dry lips!

A slight glimpse has already made the sorrowful and long-lasting spirits unsuccessful. Then, I came forward and thought that I was graceful.

"Long time, the end of the wooden palace is unparalleled. This time I saw it, it was really good. I was a little late, and I had some grudges in the next and Su Yi. I wonder if it would be possible for me to solve it myself in the Tianfeng qualifying battle?"

"Yi, what do you say?"

Duanmu Qiaoman gently asked Su Yi's opinion. In comparison, it is equal to the face of the long wind.

The slightly arched hands were tightly held, the knuckles were white, and a resentment and embarrassment broke out instantly, burning in the fire.

"Yes, but I don't like the look of the long wind. We leave him with a pair of eyeballs for interest?"

Su Yi’s mouth twitched slightly, and the slight playfulness meant watching the long wind.

Duanmu Muman’s cold expression was like ice and snow, and his heart was slightly moved. Su Yi’s observation of himself was really careful.

"Good! Listen to you!" A few words made everyone know the weight of Su Yi in Duanmu.

Someone in the place suddenly took a sigh of relief, and the elders of the sacred fire screamed and slammed the wind and pulled the wind behind them.

"Let's go! It's really my holy mountain!"

Su Yi took a step forward, and the people in the holy mountain behind him immediately stepped forward to form a confrontational trend. Looking at Liu Ruoxi, it seemed to be lost. Su Yi’s hatred of the holy mountain was even stronger.

"It’s a long wind, this is what you are looking for!"

"Kids think about it!"

The face of the holy fire is low, and the ground is momentarily smashed. The space ripples suddenly sway in front of the body. It is blocked in front of the long wind body. The golden light behind it is like a meteorite. It is overwhelming and shrouded to Duanmuman and Suyi.