Yu Ziqian used the "Queen Fan" to forcibly block the attacks again and again in the blue chain.

Lan Feilin was too lazy to pay attention to him. Whether it was the battle tactics or the god of consciousness, she was fighting to the death.

"If you don't believe it? Then take my move to the world's unparalleled Dugu Qiubai - the 'Blowing Skirt Fan Method'!!"

Yu Ziqian swung his palm and the queen fan swept across.

Suddenly, an invisible storm actually occurred, condensed into a tornado, instantly knocking away the chains and hit Lan Feilin's body!

Lan Feilin used her consciousness to resist.

Buzz!!

The storm penetrated into the consciousness and hit him.

For a moment, she really lifted her skirt up.

"Wow!" Yu Ziqian smiled ambiguously and said, "It's so white."

Bang!!

Although he is funny and exaggerated, the power of this move is really strong.

Not only did he break a consciousness, he also knocked Lan Feilin out and hit the stone wall of the Silver Dragon Palace hard, and even bleeding from the corners of his mouth and trauma to the internal organs.

"hiss--!"

For a moment, many people saw Lan Feilin's embarrassing appearance at this moment. Then they saw Yu Ziqian shaking his hair, fanning his clothes, looking "superb"... Everyone took a breath of air conditioning and felt confused.

"There will really be disciples from second-rate sects, which are so strong that they will defeat all the strongest disciples of the Blue Blood Star Sea?"

Even if Lan Feilin's consciousness is incomplete, such a scene is too amazing.

"Yu Ziqian, it's amazing."

"I didn't expect that he was really so powerful. Those who questioned him before could really shut up."

Those disciples from the Blue Blood Star Sea hurriedly helped Lan Feilin, but made her angrily throw away.

These blue-blooded people are so uncomfortable now.

What's even more uncomfortable is-

"Someone got into the barrier!!!"

A scream made the disciples of the Blue Blood Star Sea completely explode.

"who?"

This sentence stopped all the battles on the field.

Yu Ziqian was still handsome and the limelight was stolen after three breaths.

"I am really worthy of being my junior brother Yu Ziqian, cough cough!" he laughed.

That's right, the white-haired boy who got in at this moment was Li Tianming.

He glanced outside, walked towards the ten thousand-meter-long silver dragon.

"How did he get in?"

"He broke the barrier? Why does it seem that the barrier is still there?"

"Break a small scale?"

"Give it a quick win!"

For a moment, all the young people present were shocked and anxious.

But no matter how they fight, the Million Silver Dragon barrier is still indestructible.

Lan Feilin stood in front of the barrier, clenched her fists, and her eyes were filled with blue blood.

She wants to move forward!

But before she could take a step, a purple-haired young man flashed in front of her again, and flipped his fan and danced lightly, looking at Lan Feilin with a smile.

He doesn't have to say anything, as long as he stands here, his attitude will be very obvious.
Chapter completed!