Chapter 1207 (1/2)

Ji Wuxiang meets the heavy pressure and rushes to Yan Qingyi.

Yanqingyi is still, fingers are light, and the breath in Tianmen is changeable. Ji Wuxiang's attack stops abruptly, and stops in front of yanqingyi. The space seems to be solidified, and the two people stand in the air.

Four eyes are opposite, silent confrontation.

Yan Qingyi takes it easy.

Ji Wuxiang grins and looks ferocious. She tries her best, but it seems to hit a cotton ball. It doesn't work at all. Instead, it has a rebound force, which is transmitted from her fist.

Click!

The sound of a broken bone was particularly harsh.

Ji Wuxiang's fist cracked a gap, and blood flowed out of the gap, which was shocking.

Hiss!

Many people are taking in the cold.

Ji Wuxiang's face is painful. Empress Cang retreats. She looks at Yanqing's clothes in horror. She can't speak for a long time.

At that moment, although it was only a short time, there were so many interesting things happened. He failed and failed.

Yanqingyi is understatement. He tried his best, but he was defeated. That's the gap. It's too obvious.

Other people can't believe to look at the two people. They are far away from each other. If there is no more action, can we distinguish the winner from the loser?

Win or lose?

Yan Qingyi chuckled. Does it still use points?

How could Ji Wuxiang be her opponent.

Yan Qingyi has this kind of self-confidence, not blind arrogance, but has the courage.

”Do you dare to say that the Vos were eliminated by history?” Asked Yan Qingyi.

Ji Wuxiang clenched her teeth, unable to speak for a long time.

”Can you understand the greatness of the Fu clan? The Fu clan is the descendant of the emperor of heaven and the son of heaven. You are too insignificant, less than one thousandth of the Fu clan.”

Yanqingyi taunts him mercilessly.

Ji Wuxiang's face was white and red, and she was not even concerned about the injuries on her hands, intending to launch the final counterattack.

Blood fell to the ground along the wound and dyed the slate under his feet red.

Bang!

He fell to the ground on one foot and stepped heavily on the stone slab. The blood spattered and turned into a drop of blood red round beads, which filled the space in front of him.

His mind moved, and the blood bead flew out. Under the control of the power of Tianqi, it was like thousands of arrows, but its power was far stronger than that of arrows. The power of blood and Tianqi combined, and the power burst out was multiplied.

Whoops!

Blood wind, with a disgusting smell of blood, rushed to Yan Qingyi.

Shua!

Blood wind swept over the stone wall, the stone wall fell down Susu, and was immediately eroded by the blood wind.

”This is...”

Nine days Xuan female and so on stare big eyes, the attack that Ji Wuxiang shows this time can be called abnormal, if they, I'm afraid that only nine days Xuan female in the heyday can resist.

At that time, nine days Xuannv also understood the root of all this, that is Tianqi.

Tianqi is so mysterious that it can increase a person's strength so much.

However, nine days Xuannv has absolute confidence in Yan Qingyi.

She recognized Yan Qingyi, or who Yan Qingyi was now.

Of course, Yan Qingyi is not herself, but someone else.

Fuxi!

The name is on the horizon.

The ancestor of the Fu family, the famous emperor of heaven.

This is a soul of Fuxi attached to the Yanqing clothes, so it will break out so strong. Of course, as the emperor of heaven, Fuxi's strength is far more than that.

However, nine days Xuannv can't figure out why her father should attach himself to Yanqing's clothes. Is there anything extraordinary about her?

On the other hand, in addition to the Tianmen, there was a soul in Tianmen. When I woke up, I didn't find this. I left Tianmen and lost my hand with my father.

Nine days Xuannv regretted unceasingly, looked to Yan Qingyi's vision twinkled the tear.

”Come on!” Nine days Xuannv silently cries for Yan Qingyi.

Masked people cheered, sweeping away the previous downturn.

Just now, Ji Wuxiang was hurt. These people seemed to feel the same thing, and their hearts were crushed by a huge stone. They became silent. Now it's like a turn over battle. I look at Ji Wuxiang with blazing eyes.

”She'll be all right.” Yan Liuyun asked bitterly, as if he was comforting himself.