Madam, she always wants to bring trouble to the world

Chapter 532 Let the Storm Come More Violently

Everyone who heard Feng Qingyan's words felt that something was wrong, and felt uneasy.

"Kill, kill her!"

Those people united together, tremblingly raised their long swords, and then shouted in unison, their hearts swayed, and they all rushed towards her with great strides.

The corners of Feng Qingyan's lips curled up, and a cold smile burst from her lips. She didn't move, but just flicked her sleeves forward, causing countless people to change their faces.

A fierce tiger seemed to jump out of her sleeve, opened its mouth wide, and pounced directly at the group of people, its sharp fangs looked ferocious and terrifying.

"Ah—" They screamed in fright, stumbled, turned around and ran back, panicked for fear of losing their lives, and were half-dead in fright.

The white tiger flapped its wings and flew towards them, its paws brushed over their heads, but it seemed to be playing tricks on them, and flew high into the sky in an instant.

A white tiger suddenly appeared. Some people who didn't notice the situation here were curious about it. Where did such a big white tiger come from?

However, those who knew the situation looked at the big white tiger in disbelief, and then at Feng Qingyan.

This woman is probably not easy to deal with.

Feng Qingyan tipped her toes, jumped up and flew towards the back of the white tiger not far away.

"Qin Huai, come on, come on, look, that's my little ancestor, tell me, is she powerful? Forget it, you don't need to say that she is also the most powerful!" Si Qi instantly turned into a fanboy, pulling Qin Huai so excitedly, the people around him His subordinates have no face to look at him anymore, he was not like this before...

However, Qin Huai ignored him. He looked at the figure, and what appeared in his mind was the fluttering red dress that appeared in his mind that night, which coincided with this scene...

He thought he had given up a long time ago, but when the same picture appeared again, he still couldn't help but wonder if they were really the same person.

That was a glimpse of his life, and the obsession in his heart has nothing to do with romance, but youth.

Seeing him like this, Shangguan Jin who was beside him guessed his thoughts almost immediately, and then reminded in a low voice: "She looks very much like Princess Lanqing."

Hearing this, Qin Huai's pupils shrank slightly, but his expression didn't change much, and he didn't say a word.

"Who is Princess Lanqing?" Si Qi asked curiously, but no one answered him.

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Lu Tianyi, who was standing on the city wall, exchanged glances with a certain old man with a high level of cultivation, then the old man turned his hand holding the long sword, and looked at Feng Qingyan.

Feng Qingyan stepped on Baihu's back, her dress was messed up in the cold wind, outlining her slender waist, but before she could stand still, she suddenly felt a sword stabbing at her not far away. Come.

A cold light flashed across the sharp sword tip, Feng Qingyan touched the white tiger's back with her toes, and her whole body flew into the air again, dodging the attack with a turn of her figure.

She landed on the back of the white tiger again, but when she looked towards the long sword, the long sword turned a corner and stabbed again. Her eyes darkened instantly, and as soon as she raised her hand, an invisible force radiated out. Controlling the long sword, he couldn't advance or retreat, so he was deadlocked in mid-air.

On the city wall, the face of a certain old man changed instantly. He deepened his control over the long sword while chanting a spell, and there was a trace of obvious anger in his expression.

However, the long sword is always difficult to break free from Feng Qingyan's control, this feeling is really uncomfortable.

Feng Qingyan swept her eyes coldly, and noticed the person on the city wall. She turned her wrist and closed her five fingers for an instant. The long sword in mid-air instantly shattered, breaking into pieces and falling down. fall.

"I, my sword!" The old man's heart ached instantly when he saw his sword broken like this. His sword is a seventh-grade spiritual sword, and it's just like this...

"Witch, I'm going to kill you!"

The old man shouted angrily, gathered strength in both hands, and summoned a sword again, which was a sixth-grade spiritual sword slightly inferior to the seventh-grade spiritual sword just now.

He leaped forward and flew towards Feng Qingyan, his frantic look always seemed to be indifferent, and many people were watching the show about it.

There was also a touch of anger in Feng Qingyan's eyes. In order to avoid harming the white tiger, she took the initiative to fly out and meet the old man. However, her movements were fast and her figure was like a ghost. The old man was hard to catch for a while. .

The next moment, she appeared behind him, her eyes were slightly cold, and she raised her hand and waved it out, but the old man's reaction was also very fast. When he turned around, he swiped his long sword, colliding with the power in Feng Qingyan's hand, and the long The sword snapped again, but Feng Qingyan was not hurt at all.

The old man's body kept receding, and finally stopped not far from Feng Qingyan, his body was suspended in the sky, and under him were soldiers who kept fighting.

The fight between the two didn't seem to affect them at all. Those who should be beaten are still fighting, and there are always corpses falling down, and there are always ghosts who are annihilated into ashes after death.

"Kill ah-"

Someone raised a big knife and slashed at the ghost clansman in front of him, blood spattered all over his face.

Some people beheaded others with absolute suppression.

There are even some people, even children...

"Yao Nu, your generals of the ghost clan are all dead, and you're going to be arrested without a fight!" The old man pointed at Feng Qingyan, who had always considered himself a master, and provocatively angrily.

After breaking a sword again, he was so angry that he was determined to never let her go easily!
Although he didn't know who Feng Qingyan was, and he had never heard of her, he knew that this woman must be from the ghost clan, and the ghost clan was the one they wanted to kill.

When mentioning General Ghost, recalling the previous scene, an angry look appeared in Feng Qingyan's eyes.

"Then you die together!"

As soon as she gritted her teeth, she rushed forward suddenly, using her hands as claws. Several people, including Lu Tianyi, could only see that her body had turned into an afterimage that was almost nothing.

She seemed to have passed through the old man's body in an instant, and appeared not far behind the old man in the next second. It just so happened that the white tiger flew over, and her figure was graceful, and she stepped on the white tiger's back with one step.

The old man looked terrified, his eyes widened, and the moment he died, his body suddenly fell down.

The people nearby all backed away, leaving an open space, but no one dared to catch the old man, and just let his body lie on the snow, dying with regret.

Feng Qingyan turned around to look, and at the same time, there was a dark red wooden box in her hand, the patterns drawn on it were lifelike, as if she was about to come alive.

"Since there is going to be a war, why is the more bullying the less? Let the storm come more violently!"

She yelled at everyone, the cold wind ruffled her broken hair, she stood not far away, and saw her at a glance, and also noticed the box in her hand.

　Hey, how many manuscripts can be saved now, how much more will be released on September 9st, and the subsequent updates will continue slowly...

　　
　
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