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Chapter 200 I Don't Want You To Think
At this time, people's eyes suddenly looked at the entrance in unison,

A woman with a purple sword box on her back walked in. She was wearing the most plain and elegant cloth clothes. Under the tight trousers, there was a pair of crystal clear bare feet. Her long hair was tied casually with a red ribbon. Tucked behind the back, the whole body naturally exudes a psychic elegance, but lingers with a strong breath of dust. The whole person looks casual and casual, like a fairy who is detached from the world and has fallen into the mortal world. .

Almost everyone's eyes were deeply attracted by her. In the eyes of many people, this woman's appearance was no less than that of the white-clothed woman before.

In Fengyi Building tonight, there is Feng Laiyi.

Coco Li put her hands on the fence and looked at this aunt who has the same blood as her in disbelief. She only saw him once when she was a child, and it was still under the steps of Chaotian Temple in the palace, but the impression he left on her was not It is very deep, because my aunt is the real royal jewel of the Great Zhou Dynasty who is loved by thousands of people.

She has been away from Chang'an for a long time, and she heard from her father that her aunt was in poor health and went out to seek medical treatment. Coco Li did not expect that she would meet her father's favorite sister here tonight.

After Li Qingxue walked in, her delicate and agile eyes saw the long table that had been vacated because Tianci Mansion and the others left their seats, and then she walked over, took off the sword case on her back and put it aside, while she sat down on the vanilla futon Above, he stared straight at the table without saying a word.

In the hall, only the top fighters at the level of a master can personally feel the terrifying coercion emanating from the opponent's body.

The 20 people who did not make it to the Martial Arts Ranking, the female Sword Immortal who was the leader of both Buddhism and Taoism in the world, just sat there so quietly, like a lonely crane.

Yingzhen was not surprised by her appearance, but she was wondering why she came here to help the people from Tianci Mansion entangle herself and her eldest sister, what was going on in her unpredictable mind?
Jiang Qinghui stood with her hands behind her back in a calm manner. From her point of view, it doesn't matter whether Li Qingxue comes or not. She absolutely does not believe that the other party has the ability to stop herself and Yingzhen. This is impossible. Ye Xuan also can't do it
Out of the corner of her eyes, she looked at Yingzhen, and said in a flat tone:
"Okay, now everyone is here, how to distribute?"

Yingzhen grinned when she heard the words, and first looked at Rongfengtang who was already ready to move,

"Give this old Taoist priest to you, can you stand it?"

Rong Fengtang bared his teeth excitedly and said:
"It's just an old man who pretends to be a ghost, of course he can stand it."

"Well,"

Yingzhen looked around for a week, raised her hand and pointed at the people in Tianci Mansion a few times, and said:

"Then these thirteen people are mine."

"The new ones are mine!"

Jiang Qinghui said coldly, and walked straight towards Li Qingxue.

The scale of the battle tonight is bound to far exceed the famous Hanshui battle a few months ago.
The atmosphere in the building became more and more dignified, and the battle was imminent.

All the distinguished guests in the hall felt that their breathing became more and more rapid, as if the air became thinner at this moment,
Jiang Qinghui sat cross-legged opposite Li Qingxue, a cold light flashed in her eyes, she had never been defeated in a match in her life, so she also created her current conceit, but this did not mean that she would underestimate the enemy, on the contrary, she had never underestimated Any opponent, even all the opponents who lost to her, had the feeling of being underestimated by her.

Li Qingxue finally raised her head, her eyes met the other's without giving up, her jade face showed no expression at all.

Jiang Qinghui raised her hand, and placed the green onion-like catkin on the table. Then, her slender index finger moved slightly and tapped lightly on the table,
"Ding~"

The sound is like knocking a chime, like the morning bell in the temple, clear and melodious for a long time,
At the same time, with the long distance where the two of them confronted each other as the center of the circle, the bursting aura that filled the sky suddenly spread towards the surroundings.
Immediately afterwards, there was a piercing sound of "click, click", and the floor in the hall continued to crack like a spider's web, and the crack stopped suddenly after two feet away.

Two feet away, Qiu did nothing wrong,
On both sides of the long table, the naked eye can see that the green and white air are clearly separated and compressed within a radius of two feet.
The two breaths come and go, and there are constant explosions in the air like fried beans, like the dense drumbeats on the battlefield, and the floor within two feet is finally completely turned into powder, like a piece of dry cake being kneaded into powder. Crushed, the blue bricks and soil under the floor are also decomposing at a speed visible to the naked eye,

As for the opposing sides in the center of the vortex, not even a strand of hair fluttered.

Upstairs, ordinary people without the slightest level of cultivation could no longer bear the invisible coercion in the air, and they all hid into the boxes and closed the doors, with painful expressions.

With Feng Quan on the side, Coco Li naturally didn't feel the slightest discomfort, but wondered why the aunt confronted the empress?Is there any grievance between them?
On the other side, seeing that Jiang Qinghui had already made a move, Rong Fengtang, who was regarded as the primary target tonight, naturally no longer hesitated, his arms suddenly swelled up, like a giant dragon reaching for its claws, giving people a feeling that his arms seemed to be two feet long With the illusion of being so long, the sound of dragon chant was heard all over his body, and he stretched out his palms, directly attacking Zhang Muchen,

If you want Lao Tzu's life, you have to show some real strength.

Now Yingzhen is the only one left in the hall who is still relaxed, but the 13 people who are about to face him are not at all relaxed.

He looked around and swept everyone away, and said with a sneer:
"Today is the sixth day, so the deity will only kill six. You are so lucky."

None of the 13 people responded, but they had secretly raised their spirits in private. They are all outstanding figures of a generation of masters, so naturally they would not take Yingzhen's threat to heart. Few people have reached their level of cultivation. A fear of death.

Ying Zhen looked down and looked coldly at the contemporary national player who had been sitting on the edge of the chessboard. Contemporary Demon Emperor.

Yingzhen grinned:
"They are not afraid of death, I believe, you are not afraid of death, I don't believe it."

Zhong Wenpin chuckled, stroked his long beard under his jaw and said with a smile:

"Will the Demon Emperor kill an old man?"

Ying Zhen thought for a while and said:

"I don't think so."

Zhong Wenpin laughed:
"The old man also thinks that the Demon Emperor will not."

He probably didn't expect that this was the last sentence in his life.

Ying Zhen looked at the other party's head rolling to the ground and said with a smile:

"I don't want you to think, I just want me to think."

Seeing that Zhong Wenpin was killed, several of the 13 people changed slightly,
Wang Xiajian Yuan Huai'an, who had been on alert all this time, felt his whole body stagnate suddenly, and in both eyes, the oncoming fist was getting bigger and bigger from far to near.
(End of this chapter)