Fire flows wash the ground and the temple

Yuan Wu sensed what was about to happen. He wanted to stop such a thing from happening and wanted to kill Jing Liuli, who was still in the hall at this time, but he could not do it at all.

What he needs to consider the most is his life and death.

The spark was surrounded by surging murderous intent.

The spark remaining in Zheng Xiu's body was flying around him at this time, more fierce than ever.

At this time, what pierced his sea of ​​consciousness more directly was Jing Liuli's murderous intent.

He finally understood that this girl, who is recognized as the best talent in cultivating in Changling, would never change her own ideas because of other people's ideas.

If she had the chance to kill herself at this time, she would never have hesitated at all.

Jing Liuli thought so.

She knew that killing Yuanwu would eliminate the last obstacle to the unification of the world, save a lot of time and less trouble.

So at this time she did not think about the sword-head order issued by Ding Ning, nor did she think about the fact that Ding Ning and Yuan Wu had made a fight. She wanted to try to kill Yuan Wu directly.

In the lingering spark, she slowly stood up.

There was endless fear in Yuanwu's eyes.

He finally had another existence that really scared him after Ding Ning.

His body was hunched over in the spark, and the water in the flesh and blood was evaporated, which seemed particularly dry. But at this moment, he finally squeezed out a trace of his last strength and thought of the only possibility of self-rescue.

There was a loud bang.

A wall behind his dragon chaise broke open.

A lifeless figure rushed into the sea of ​​fire.

This is Huang Zhenwei.

Or the dead Huang Zhenwei.

Huang Zhenwei's body fell in front of him, and then a sword intent was generated, piercing through the sea of ​​fire and falling towards the Jingliuli that had already moved forward.

Jing Liuli's brows were deeply frowned and she stretched out her hand to scratch it forward.

Most of the sparks in this hall were pulled at this moment and turned into countless sharp fire swords, constantly sprinting on the sword that Huang Zhenwei was coming towards him.

A huge muffled sound rang out in the bedroom, which was already like a mess of porridge.

A mouthful of blood flowed out from Jing Liuli's tightly pursed lips again. Her body shattered the door behind her, and continued to fly backwards with the rushing airflow.

Huang Zhenwei's feet shattered the ground. His hand had already held Yuan Wu who was about to fall down, but he still couldn't stop retreating.

The ground under his feet continued to explode, and Yuan Wu was bombarded out of the bedroom and exited from the place where he broke into the wall.

The moment his figure exited the bedroom, the bedroom that had already burned everywhere under the abuse of the spark collapsed and gravel was everywhere.

The gravel was burning with flames that were difficult to extinguish, like the slurry of fire when a volcano erupted into the whole place of this brand new ornate palace at Mount Li.

Flames are ignited everywhere, burning everywhere.

Many parts of Huang Zhenwei's body were also burning, and the fire burned his body, emitting a smell of smell of barbecue.

Countless screams and sounds of breaking through the air sounded in this palace.

Many practitioners fell down.

But when they saw Huang Zhenwei and Huang Zhenwei holding Yuanwu who was approaching the coma, their bodies couldn't help but tremble violently. Their hearts were filled with fear and confusion. They didn't know whether to put out the fire as soon as possible or what to do.

The pure glass fell from the sky.

After she flew back a hundred feet, she could not control her figure when she landed on the ground, and fell to the ground with blood all over.

More than a dozen practitioners in this palace landed not far from her body, and many sword lights were swaying in this space. At this time, these practitioners should have the ability to kill her.

However, no one took action.

A young practitioner is closer to Jingliuli who lands on the ground than them.

The young practitioner was wearing ordinary cloth clothes, but he carried many swords on his back, and the firelight clearly illuminated his firm and beautiful face.

This made these practitioners easily recognize his identity.

He is Dugu Bai.

If he was just a prince from the Wanghou family, even if he was not sure what had happened now, these cultivators in the palace would never let him and Jing Liuli leave easily.

However, when these practitioners were slightly confused, a middle-aged man coughed softly, and then nodded at them the moment they looked at them, shook his head again.

That man was not Dugu Hou, but he was another king and lord among the thirteen Marquis of the Great Qin Dynasty.

Moreover, all these practitioners understood what this king wanted to express in this moment.

The nod was to show his respect for those who were high-ranking people, and shaking his head was to signal them not to intervene and let Dugu Bai and Jing Liuli leave.

So the sword lights of these practitioners flying in this space drooped weakly and dimmed.

These practitioners have confirmed a rumor.

The remaining kings and princes in Changling City have already acquiesced to the conditions of Bashan Sword Field.

Several carriages were waiting outside Afang Palace for Dugu Bai and Jing Liuli.

One of the carriages was huge and arrogant, as big as a house.

This carriage originally belonged to Changling Palace and should have been used by Yuanwu before.

However, when Dugu Bai helped Jing Liuli into the carriage, Jing Liuli saw many familiar faces.

Not only was Qing Yaoyin waiting to help her heal, but also Baili Suxue and Ding Ning, and even Xie Changsheng were waiting for her in this carriage.

Jing Liuli took a look at Xie Changsheng first.

Xie Changsheng immediately understood what she meant, couldn't help but snorted, and snorted coldly: "Don't think I'm not qualified to sit here and wait for you. Don't think that you have made the most contribution to promoting these things. You can't think of many of the things I've done."

Listening to his words, Jing Liuli really thought about it seriously, then nodded, "That's true."

Xie Changsheng's expression suddenly eased a little, "I'm of course I want to watch the fun of something like this today."

But he never expected that Jing Liuli suddenly said coldly, "But I heard someone say you brag before, saying that you might make me look at you with admiration, and maybe it might make me fall in love with you?"

Xie Changsheng's face turned slightly red, and he felt extremely embarrassed, but he was thick-skinned and sneered heavily, "Is it true, even if there is, it was still young and ignorant before and had never seen the world."

"It's done very well." When Jing Liuli ignored him and saluted Baili Suxue, Baili Suxue replied seriously and said softly.

"You just believe me so much? Don't you think I might join forces with Yuanwu to deal with you?" Jing Liuli turned her head to look at Ding Ning who was smiling and said.

"Only the weak will surrender, but the most important thing is that even if you really join forces with Yuanwu, I don't think you can deal with me." Ding Ning smiled.
Chapter completed!