The Almighty Princess of the Black Emperor

Chapter 159 Anniversary, Yan Liwei (27)
Leng Yirou spoke viciously, and stabbed straight at her with the long sword in his hand.

Leng Yiyan condensed her air, a layer of yellow air gushed out from her body, forming a circular barrier, enveloping her.

"Leng Yiyan, I've seen this trick of yours before. It may be useful to others, but it doesn't work at all for me, Leng Qingyue. The light of the sword!!!"

She yelled and Leng Yirou attacked her from left to right.

After a period of practice, Leng Qingyue's sword light has become more convenient than before, and its power is much greater than before.

Because both of them learned the martial arts secrets in Jingwu Pavilion, their skills have greatly increased, and Leng Yiyan suddenly felt a little tricky.But when she saw Leng Guchen's corpse lying beside her, powerful anger filled her whole body.

If I didn't teach them a good lesson today, especially if Leng Yirou didn't beat her half-legged, I would feel sorry for myself for more than ten years.

The black whip in Leng Yiyan's hand collided with Leng Yirou's sword glowing with cold light, and a burst of flames burst into the air, shining like stars.

"Meteor Sword?"

"You know what to do!" Leng Yirou looked at her proudly.

What she hates the most is seeing her eyes like this. She doesn't know where this woman has the confidence to use such a despicable method to have such a proud look. Doesn't she feel ashamed at all?Doesn't she have any guilt towards Leng Guchen?

"It's a pity that you can't fully display the power of the Meteor Sword."

She whipped her black whip violently, and immediately drew a wave of air in the air. Seeing this, Leng Yirou was horrified. You must know that her skill is comparable to hers now, and she has practiced the Meteor Sword again. It should be above her.

She swung her knife violently to cut at the powerful air wave.

"boom!"

With a loud bang, the sword energy collided with the energy wave from the whip, making an explosion sound.

Leng Yirou couldn't help being hit and took two steps back before barely standing.But Leng Yiyan had already swung the whip towards the silver dragon who was shot by Leng Qingyue.

"boom!"

There was another loud bang, the whip lashed at Yinlong's body fiercely, a rain of light burst into the air, and the silver dragon instantly turned into streaks of silver light, floating down from the air.

Leng Qingyue did not expect that this guy's martial arts improved so much in such a short period of time.However, fortunately, her days were not wasted.

Just as she was condensing her energy to create the second silver dragon, Leng Yirou was already galloping towards Leng Yiyan with a long sword in her hand, without giving her the slightest chance to breathe.The corner of Leng Yiyan's mouth curled into a bloodthirsty sneer, and the insolent murderous aura permeated every cell in her body.

The whip prostrated on the ground was raised again, and in the scattered silver light, Leng Yiyan was set off to be more beautiful, wild with sexiness, sexy with charm, and charming with charm. The wildness that dare not approach.

The black whip in her hand seemed to be no longer an edge, but a spear of death, and it was pointing at Leng Yirou at this moment.

Leng Guchen's words sounded in his ears again: "I beg you, don't...don't kill her."

With a sudden turn of the whip, it crossed Leng Yirou's chest and pierced her arm. Blood gushed out of the blood hole like a spring. Leng Yirou looked at her incredulously, how...how is this possible?How could she avoid hurting herself with her sword?

(End of this chapter)