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"Let's start." Huanyan sneered.

The three dead soldiers stood in front of him, and Huanyan slowly stood up.

When Ye Xiyue rushed over from not far away, she happened to see Huanyan get up, and she walked over quickly—

But at this moment, a figure appeared one step ahead of her, which was Xueyi.

Without Huanyan's order, no one was allowed to take action. Xueyi appeared, but she was just a bystander.

Ye Xiyue quietly approached the crowd.

The illusion has handsome facial features, but Ye Xiyue doesn't know about mental power and force.

Ye Xiyue was calculating the time and judging from the situation, the darker the sky was, the worse the situation of Huanyan.

Huanyan smiled frivolously and looked at the three people standing in front of him.

"Let you three moves!"

Let you three moves? What is this? For a person who is so physically that he may faint at any time, this is undoubtedly seeking death.

Ye Xiyue narrowed her eyes deeply, was the illusion of life?

The deceased army attacked under Mo's instructions, with the illusion flashing and impermanent movements so fast that the naked eye could not capture it.

Three moves passed by in a flash, even Mo was a little surprised. With the force and mental power of these three dead troops, he could deal with a sick person. Not to mention three moves, even two moves could kill the opponent.

Did he make a mistake in the calculation? Huanyan is not sick? All this is just an illusion he made?

However, what shocked everyone even more was still behind.

After three moves, in the fourth move, Huanyan took action directly, and an unparalleled black light surged around him, which was mental power.

The trees around them all bloom and wither, withering and botanical flowers.

In an instant, the flowers repeatedly seemed to have experienced the seasons of change.

Suddenly, his body disappeared from the spot, and with a 'bang!', his mental power turned into a huge ball of light and smashed hard at the three people.

The three of them were bounced away and vomited blood.

The illusion is handsome and handsome.

Chu Ze was sweating, "Ouye! The master of the palace is amazing, kill him instantly!"

He hurriedly carried an umbrella and stepped forward. Huanyan then stepped down and sat down. "If you want to kill someone, you have to hit him with one blow. Is the so-called move too fancy to embroider? Go back and tell Zuo Qiulie that the people he trained this time are not like the dead army, but like the embroiderer."

Mo looked at him in shock. The evil boy sitting there was no such thing as a person who was seriously ill and was about to die? Is he clearly healthy than anyone else?

And he has been waiting here for so long, but he hasn't seen Huanyan vomit blood?

Xueyi walked to Huanyan. When Huanyan saw that it was her, she felt unhappy.

"Master, drink tea." Xueyi served the tea, it was hot, and there were few spiritual herbs from the Phoenix clan.

Huanyan frowned, this woman... is really in dispersed.

Mo saw Xueyi and his eyes narrowed, "It turns out that the miracle doctor invited from Gongxi Mansion is actually a member of the Phoenix clan."

The Phoenix Clan and the Divine Bird Clan are good at healing techniques.

Snow-clad clothes and chins are used to show politeness.

"You leave this first." Huanyan said coldly.

Xueyi couldn't untidy, but she didn't leave.

Huanyan pinched her fist. Is this woman blind? Can't see what happened? She appeared in front of the Zuoqiu family at this time, and was it worth it to deliberately cause hatred, right? Idiot!

Ye Xiyue saw the coldness in Mo's eyes. She secretly screamed, for fear that Mo would have the idea of ​​Xueyi.
Chapter completed!