Chapter 1210 (2/2)

It seems that it doesn't matter to everything around you.

No It can't be said that it doesn't matter.

To be more precise, it is a kind of self-confidence beyond the comprehension of ordinary people.

At this time, people can see

The dozens of magic swords were attacking the front door of the night.

Dozens of magic swords were aimed at all her vital points.

Night Qingluo slowly squint Mei Mou, the corner of the mouth hook up a banter, but also showed a trace of scorn.

She raised her right hand, a flickering enchanting red flame fan suddenly unfolded.

A half arc red awn was swept open.

It's just a light one.

Dozens of magic long swords are directly in front of the flame swallowing fan.

The dazzling sword light collides with the flame swallowing fan.

The dead square, in this moment, suddenly burst open.

”What's going on? I'm not mistaken, am I? ”

”If you just use weapons, you can block more than 30 advanced mirage sword arrays directly?”

”The phantom sword array can't get close to the night! My God, it's too strong

”At least it's the xuanzhe of the seven grades of the earth's mystery. It's so easy to be blocked. The night is really clear and falling.”

The voice of the crowd's admiration makes ziqianqian's expression extremely ugly.

Her beautiful eyes were cold and she glared at night Qingluo. She couldn't believe that the phantom sword array she was proud of was blocked by night Qingluo!

Besides, it's so easy.

There is no hard expression at all!

Night Qingluo just said that sentence, is mocking her?

Taunting her for being too much?

No! She can't lose to yeqingluo!

This is her only Can prove to Nangong feiran, she is better than night clear fall!

She must not lose!

Purple eyes, cold frost, can be condensed into ice.

She tightly pursed her red lips, and her mysterious Qi gathered in her own sword