Female tyrant provoked death

Chapter 260 Good luck to you
His face was still very calm, and Fan Qingtian looked at the light hidden in Jin Senyang's eyes and smiled lightly, "It seems that Chief Jin doesn't believe that this king can do it, so this king will let you see if this king is capable or not. The ability to remove the sound of the game!"

The plain voice was extremely domineering and insolent, and Fan Qingtian's whole body exuded a faint regal majesty.

"Very well, the Brahma King is courageous, so I, Jin, will wait and see, but the Brahma King should not let anyone interfere, lest the Brahma King be ridiculed and bullied!" With a sudden slap on the table, Jin Senyang stood up, Looking at Fan Qingtian with full momentum.

Naturally, he knew what Jin Senyang meant. He glanced at Li Mie who was watching the show, and the corners of Fan Qingtian's mouth curled up. Even if she wanted Li Mie to help, this cunning guy would not help him if he had no interests. Yes, Fan Qingtian didn't expect Li Mie to make a move.

"Of course there is no problem." Fan Qingtian said confidently as his eyes fell on Jin Senyang again.

"Very well, the Brahma King is just waiting to accept the move!" After saying that, Jin Senyang's figure flashed, and he rushed out of the pavilion, and the strong wind blew away the flying snowflakes.

"I wish you good luck." At this moment, Li Mie lowered his elbows to the stone table and looked at Fan Qingtian with his head propped up.

"I would like to borrow your good words." Fan Qingtian glanced at Li Mie, waved his sleeves, and walked out of the pavilion unhurriedly.

Fan Qingtian and Jin Senyang stood facing each other in the open area outside the pavilion, the branches of the plum trees around them trembled slightly in the cold wind, as if they were frightened by the chilling atmosphere.

The eyes of the two sides met, and the two currents of cold light collided together. In an instant, the murderous atmosphere permeated.

His eyes froze, and the breath of his body was released. Jin Senyang's whole body was shrouded in lavender brilliance, and the internal force of his soul veins disturbed the ground, causing dust to rise everywhere.

The first to attack, Jin Senyang raised his hand, and dozens of thorny vines formed by internal force rushed towards Fan Qingtian.

The vines don't seem to be very harmful, but wherever they pass, the space is cracked with fine cracks, which cannot be underestimated.

Looking at Jin Senyang's attack on him, Fan Qingtian was not careless in the slightest. After all, a strong soul vein is not a strong sacred vein, and there is a big gap in the internal strength of each class.

With a trace of dignity in his eyes, looking at the vines that were about to kill him, Fan Qingtian swept across, and a silver sword was held in Fan Qingtian's hand out of thin air.

Although this sword is not at the level of a divine weapon, it is also at the level of a fairy weapon, which can be used by Fan Qingtian.

Holding the long sword in his hand, the edge of the sword was cold, trembling slightly, Fan Qingtian poured his internal energy into the sword, and suddenly the sword was surrounded by electric arcs, which looked extremely dangerous.

At the moment when the persecuted vines killed Fan Qingtian, the silver sword in Fan Qingtian's hand exuded a powerful aura, which shocked ghosts and gods.

With a sharp swing of the sword, the sword energy burst out with Qiangsi's energy, and slashed towards the vine.

The two attacks collided with each other, and they all turned into nothingness at the same time.

The breath of gunpowder suddenly rose again...

At the same moment, Fan Qingtian tapped his toes, his body swung his sword like lightning, and attacked Jin Senyang.

His figure was so fast that he couldn't see clearly, and wherever Fan Qingtian passed, there were afterimages left behind.

Standing in place and looking at Fan Qingtian who was attacking, Jin Senyang sneered, he is of the soul vein class, and Fan Qingtian has no chance of winning against Fan Qingtian's holy vein level!

Seeing that Fan Qingtian's sword was stabbing towards Jin Senyang's facade, in the blink of an eye, Jin Senyang disappeared in front of Fan Qingtian, Fan Qingtian's sword fell to nothing, and the snowflakes cut by the sword Qi scattered to both sides .

Appearing again, Jin Senyang appeared behind Fan Qingtian, with a raging light purple internal power palm condensed in his hands, Jin Senyang looked gloomy, and patted Fan Qingtian on the back.

The level of the soul vein can be positioned and moved in space, no matter how fast Fan Qingtian is, it cannot be faster than the speed of positioning and moving.

The danger was approaching in an instant, and when Jin Senyang's palm was about to fall behind Fan Qingtian in the blink of an eye, Fan Qingtian turned around, and the sword in his hand swept towards Jin Senyang's slapping hand.

Unexpectedly, Fan Qingtian's reaction was so fast. Jin Senyang couldn't dodge Fan Qingtian's attack. With raging internal force in his hand, he raised his palm and patted the cold sword edge that Fan Qingtian stabbed at.

At the same time, Jin Senyang's other hand gathered his inner strength, and waved a vine, which wrapped around Fan Qingtian's body.

It was too late to stop, and Fan Qingtian's body was tightly entwined with vines.

The vines squeezed Fan Qingtian's body as if they wanted to crush Fan Qingtian's body.

"Van Wang, I'm really sorry, you can't shake my Sai Sheng with your strength, you'd better die." Jin Senyang had a smile on his face, and his golden buck rabbit teeth dangled like gold, seeming very proud .

There was a sneer in the amber eyes, and Fan Qingtian said unhurriedly, "You want to trap me with this little ability, it's too small to look down on me!"

As soon as the words fell, Fan Qingtian's body suddenly burst into blue brilliance, his internal energy was fully released, and a powerful electric current flowed on Fan Qingtian's body, shaking the world and the earth.

Shouted coldly, "Broken!" As soon as the words fell, the vines trapped on Fan Qingtian's body were instantly exploded, turning into dots of star gold and falling with the startled snowflakes.

As Fan Qingtian broke through the vines wrapped around his body, the sword in Fan Qingtian's hand swung towards Jin Senyang again without blinking.

Thinking that his energy is definitely above Fan Qingtian, unexpectedly Fan Qingtian broke his attack so quickly. If so, Fan Qingtian's ability is definitely not at the level of the holy vein, but The aura emanating from Fan Qingtian's body is indeed at the level of the holy vein.

With doubts in his eyes, Jin Senyang had to be vigilant against Fan Qingtian at this moment.

Don't dare to be careless to Fan Qingtian, to be able to break his prison so easily, Fan Qingtian's strength is definitely not at the stage of the holy vein!
But even if Fan Qingtian made Jin Senyang stop underestimating Fan Qingtian, Jin Senyang didn't think Fan Qingtian could beat him!
Seeing the sharp sword that Fan Qingtian swept across, Jin Senyang raised his hand, and a cane was condensed in his hand. The cane was covered with sharp thorns, and he moved forward, instantly blocking the fierce sword in Fan Qingtian's hand front.

The silver sword and the rattan staff each exude a raging and powerful aura, and the blue air current and the purple air current light alternately, neither giving way, and they are about to overwhelm each other.

The invisible aftermath of the powerful internal force spread and overflowed with horror, and the surrounding Merlins were all destroyed and cut off in the middle.

Jin Senyang and Fan Qingtian each urged their internal forces to suppress each other with all their strength, and they were in a stalemate for a long time, but they couldn't match each other.

With sharp eyes and a deep look at Fan Qingtian, Jin Senyang's eyes sank, he raised his hand and pushed, and directly pushed Fan Qingtian's sword away, and his figure shot back immediately.

(End of this chapter)