Female tyrant provoked death

Chapter 403
One looked at each other, one stared at each other, killing winds everywhere, I saw the figures of Fan Qingtian and Rin Shuihan were too fast to see the figures, only heard the cold sound of 'clang' weapons colliding, Fan Qingtian's sword and Rin Shuihan Han's knives crossed and collided together.

Hansha's sharp edge is covered with raging energy, each other is unstoppable.

Seeing that his attack was blocked, Lin Shuihan's eyes were cold and cold on his face, and he waved his other hand holding the sword, and the sword energy driven by it exploded into flying snow, and quickly moved towards Fan Qingtian's heart. Stab everywhere.

The attack was as fast as lightning. Seeing this, Fan Qingtian's eyes froze, and with a flick of the sword in his hand, he pushed aside Rin Shuihan's blade, avoiding Rin Shuihan's blade with one side of his body.

Fan Qingtian was not given the slightest chance to breathe, his cold and cold figure was like a charm, the sword was fast without blinking, the knife was clever but not broken, the combination of sword and sword reflected each other, and he was invincible, sweeping and forcing Fan Qingtian to death.

Fan Qingtian looked at the martial arts of Linshuihanjue high sword and sword, and he really admired it in his eyes.

But now this is not the time for Fan Qingtian to lose his mind and praise Rin Shuihan. Lin Shuihan's strength is higher than Fan Qingtian's, and Fan Qingtian's carelessness cannot be tolerated.

The silver sword in Fan Qingtian's hands trembled with murderous aura, as if he couldn't wait to make a showdown, "Let me see, what can the girl really do?"

The amber eyes were cold and serious, and they did not despise the opponent in the slightest.

The sword in his hand is also as fast as a movie, and Fan Qingtian is calm and unhurried, performing the supreme swordsmanship on the sword, resisting the cold water and cold sword.

Two people are fighting each other, each has its own merits, no distinction is made, and it is extremely fierce.

The silhouettes of the two quickly left behind only afterimages. In the cold and snowy night, swords, lights and swords flickered, sparking a little bit of startling sparks.

Watching the battle between Fan Qingtian and Lin Shuihan, Bu Hai squeezed his hands tightly, because he couldn't see Fan Qingtian and Lin Shuihan fighting, Bu Hai was even more nervous and worried.

Although the figures of Fan Qingtian and Lin Shuihan fighting fiercely are very fast, the figure of Fan Qingtian is still clearly imprinted in Li Mie's pupils. flashed in his eyes.

It was just a brief moment of fighting, and the two had already passed a hundred moves.

Seeing that he couldn't attack Fan Qingtian for a long time, his phoenix eyes froze, and the lore in his eyes was even worse.

The sword in his hand and Fan Qingtian's sword intertwined into a net, no one would give in to the other, and no one would lose to the other. At this moment, I saw Lin Shuihan's slender, white legs mixed with internal strength, shaking the void and trembling, sweeping and kicking towards Fan Qingtian.

There was peace in his eyes, Fan Qingtian and Lin Shuihan had also figured out Lin Shuihan's saber and sword skills while fighting.

Originally wanted to fight back against Lin Shuihan, but unexpectedly saw Lin Shuihan sweeping his legs, Fan Qingtian's eyes flashed, and his figure was like a swimming dragon, dodging quickly.

But at this time, Lin Shuihan's figure burst back several meters, keeping a distance from Fan Qingtian.

He looked at Fan Qingtian coldly, without saying a word, but his eyes seemed to see that Fan Qingtian was no longer a living thing.

Suddenly, the knife in Lin Shuihan's hand was released and spun sharply in the air, bursting out several shocking bursts of knife energy towards Fan Qingtian.

At the same moment, the sword in Lin Shuihan's hand lifted into the air, urging the inner force to the extreme to reach the edge of the sword, and a delicate and cold voice sounded, "Qiu Shui Xinghua."

With a sound of falling, the sword in Lin Shuihan's hand erupted with brilliance, breaking through the sky and shining a dazzling light in the night sky like daytime.

Swinging the sword with a plain hand, the Huaguang burst into the sky turned into thousands of rain needles, shaking all directions, and attacked Fan Qingtian.

First it was the startling saber qi, and then the powerful ultimate move. Two powerful attacks attacked Fan Qingtian one after the other, and Fan Qingtian was in danger.

Seeing Lin Shuihan forcing Fan Qingtian to death with such a powerful move, Buhai's eyes were filled with panic, and he almost didn't say 'Bodhisattva Blessing'.

He wanted to rush forward to protect Fan Qingtian, but Buhai thought that if he rushed forward, he would not be able to deal with Lin Shuihan, and Fan Qingtian might be implicated by then, so Buhai might as well just die. I can only stare anxiously.

His faint eyes fell on Fan Qingtian's fearless figure in the face of danger, and Li Mie's thin lips were slightly raised.

Seeing the soul-stirring ultimate move, Fan Qingtian's eyes flickered with a cold light, and his face was indifferent.

Suddenly, the breath of the soul vein on Fan Qingtian's body burst out, and the entire oppressive air froze a bit.

The whole body was surrounded by purple and silver arcs, full of dangerous vision. Fan Qingtian moved his feet, and his body was shot out like a painting of water. The sword energy that came.

The saber energy immediately dissipated under Fan Qingtian's sword, and the sword was thrown up. Fan Qingtian held the sword fingers tightly, and the silver sword spun rapidly under the internal force injected by Fan Qingtian. The sword energy was mixed with electric current, forming a circle The plate was born in response to the sword, resisting the sharp attacks of Guangsu like rain.

The light needles were densely packed, swept away by the sword energy, and shot towards the surroundings in a burst, falling to the ground in a thrilling manner.

The snowflakes were startled, and the snow dust scattered, smashing out countless thin needles and deep holes.

The scene was unusually spectacular.

But Bu Hai and Xiao Dao, who were standing not far away watching the battle, saw the attack coming towards them, and quickly backed up a few meters, fearing that the battle between Fan Qingtian and Lin Shuihan would attack them. to myself.

Still standing in place, Li Mie remained unmoved, those powerful light needles were already digested by Li Mie's breath before they landed on Li Mie's body.

And Dai Qi, who has been standing on the horse's head all the time, doesn't care whether Fan Qingtian wins or loses, at this moment, he felt the breath from Li Mie Wusheng, his eyes fell on Li Mie's body, and asked in a cold voice , "Li Mie, who are you, God of Death?"

The first time I heard Daiqi ask him, Li Mie glanced at Daiqi leisurely, then looked away, and looked at Fan Qingtian indifferently, obviously not in the mood to answer Daiqi.

Seeing that Li Mie didn't answer himself, Dai Qi said angrily, "Don't think that if you don't answer, it's over, just wait!"

He said fiercely at Li Mie, and Dai Qi's eyes fell on Fan Qingtian, and he snorted coldly in his heart, "You silly girl, you haven't won for so long, if you dare to lose, I won't teach you a lesson!"

Fang Linshuihan watched Fan Qingtian resist his attack, and snorted coldly, "I'll take your life!"

After the words fell, Lin Shuihan's figure attacked Fan Qingtian again.

Piaoxue was startled by Lin Shuihan's figure and fled to both sides. In the blink of an eye, Lin Shuihan jumped over his rainstorm-like Huaguang attack, condensed the light into snow, swept his sword, and charged towards Fan Qingtian with a raging momentum.

Seeing Lin Shuihan's approaching killing move, Fan Qingtian concentrated his internal energy in his palm, swiped his palm into momentum, and raised his palm to hit Lin Shuihan's arm holding the knife.

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Thank you for supporting Meizi all the way. Tomorrow is New Year's Day, and it is also a new year. I wish you all happiness, harmony and beauty, peace and happiness, and a happy life. (Fan Qingtian, Li Mie: I wish you all the best in the new year.)
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