Killing the King and Shafeng: Miss Seven

Suddenly, a khaki-yellow light erupted from her hands, and with a coquettish shout, she pushed out towards Fan Xiaolin above, and at the same time made the Flame King retreat.

Between the electric light and the flint, Fan Xiaolin let out a roar, and the thick fog was lingering. As everyone exclaimed, they saw Fan Tianluo smashing into the square at an extreme speed. pit.

The audience was silent until Fan Tianluo flew out of the pit with disheveled hair and a very embarrassed look, which made the Moyinmen side burst into contemptuous laughter.

As for Beiming City, most of them were exclaimed and worried, and there was a moment of disappointment. Now the two sides have turned into a one-on-one tie. In the end, it depends on Mo Xingchen. If Mo Xingchen loses, they will become A slave to the Shadow Gate.

Beimingzhu was very surprised by Fantianluo's failure. It can be said that among the three of them, Fantianluo should be the one with the most hope of winning, and she had sworn that she would win before, but now that she lost, Beiming The people in the city were in a panic.

Fan Tianluo flew back into the air and stood opposite Mo Qianye, staring at the man with a handsome face as sharply as a knife, and said coldly: "Master Mo is really well prepared, it's my girl who underestimated you. "

"Hahaha, it's still too late for Miss Vatican to surrender. I guarantee that after you join the devil, your status will only be lower than yours, and the people that Miss Vatican cares about will be intact. I don't know if Miss Vatican is willing to consider it? "Mo Qianye smiled elegantly, and she was so glamorous, but it gave Fan Tianluo the urge to beat him to death.

Mo Xingchen hurriedly said to Fantianluo: "Xiaoluo, are you alright?" He also had disbelief in his eyes, Fantianluo had the Ice Flame King around, it was impossible for him to lose, he even felt that he and Mo Qianye would be defeated in this battle. Maybe there is no need to start, but he didn't expect that this time it was a big surprise, but he believed that Fan Tianluo had a reason.

"Xingchen, the last game is up to you." Fantianluo didn't answer Mo Qianye, but the cold eyes had already given Mo Xingchen the answer. When she turned to leave, she said to Mo Xingchen through voice transmission, "Mo Qianye sent me The master and your father are here, and if I don’t lose him, I will kill my master and your father, but you must beat him, so I will find a way to rescue them now.”

Hearing this news in Mo Xingchen's ears, he felt as if a huge wave was turning up in his heart, but he forcibly held back his excitement and didn't show it on his face. Instead, he stretched out his scythe of life and death to Mo Qianye and said: " Master Mo, don't waste your tongue, we are at odds with the Moyin Sect!"

"Mo Xingchen, you Starmang Valley and my Devil's Shadow Sect are incompatible, so I don't understand it, but Miss Fan is not your wife, she still has the right to choose. If she is willing to become the young wife of the Devil's Shadow Sect, compared to your Starmang Valley Your young lady is much more noble." Mo Qianye said viciously, "Besides, I always think that a man like you is really not worthy of an outstanding woman like Miss Fan." He glanced at Fan Tianluo's leaving back.

Mo Xingchen was so angry that his seven orifices were filled with smoke. Never before at this moment did he have a stronger desire to kill the demon Mo Qianye.

"Then let you see if this young master is worthy or not!" Mo Xingchen was completely angry, and the life and death scythe immediately drew a beautiful black curved light blade and cut towards Mo Qianye.

Mo Qianye snorted coldly: "It's better to summon your monster, your strength is not my opponent, don't lose too badly."