At the moment when Wu Tian's figure was about to rush, Liu yanru grasped the handle of the purple rose sword, and with a brush, a purple sword awn hit the black streamer.

Ping pong, a group of sparks collided out, Wu Tian wrist hell claw and Liu yanru in the hands of the rose sword began to collide.

Liu yanru took a step back and turned into a purple storm and rushed towards Wu Tian. The sword was everywhere. Wu Tian hell claw turned into black light and claw shadow, and met the purple storm.

Yu wanxiong and Nan batian were stunned. They were totally stunned. It was like a fight between gods.

Brush brush, ping-pong, bursts of harsh concussion sound, purple storm and black streamer from the ground to the air at the same time, in the air five or six meters above the ground produced a fierce collision.

Two people instantly fight a hundred moves, accompanied by a hiss, the two figures staggered, and then Wu Tian steadily fell on the ground. Liu yanru also fell steadily on the ground, but her face was gloomy.

A closer look will find that Liu yanru's wrist has blood flowing down, while Wu Tian is undamaged.

Liu yanru voice cold way: "your strength has improved a lot, no wonder you have such confidence, but do you really think I will lose North rose to you this guy?"

Nan batian naturally saw Liu yanru's arm with blood to look at Wu Tian's eyes, which were full of shock. After all, Liu yanru is almost the first expert in the three northern provinces.

Wu Tian looked at the cloudy Liu yanru and said indifferently, "I was just going to kill Yu wanxiong. You have to stop it. I'm not to blame."

"Take me if you can!" Liu yanru drank, her body leaped up, and then her purple dress fluttered in the wind, just like a rose in the night.

Liu yanru began to accumulate strength, which is a unique move of her own, which can maximize her potential and enhance her own strength. This is what Liu yanru used when she killed the three saints.

Feeling Liu yanru's momentum, Nan batian is also shocked. Yu wanxiong is also very excited. In his opinion, the more powerful Liu yanru is, the safer he will be.

Wu Tian looked at Liu yanru, who was spinning in the air, with a touch of cold momentum rising slowly. His hands were interlaced, and the hell claws were waving slowly. Wu Tian's body actually rotated in place just like a blink.

Five minutes later, the mid air purple rose has reached an extreme, while the black storm on the ground has reached a peak.

Then, with a Jiao voice: "Rose seven blood!" In the air, the rose blossomed suddenly, and Liu yanru's figure with a lurid red streamer, holding a rose sword, with the power of splitting the wind and cloud, fiercely cleaved towards the black storm.

Nan batian seems to feel an illusion, as if a purple meteor hit a black storm.

After the black storm was hit by a purple meteor, it turned into a black dragon and wound up with the purple meteor. A cold voice said, "hell cracked its claws." Then the black dragon and the purple meteor interweave, and at the same time shatter into starlight.

A purple figure flew out and landed on the ground. After Liu yanru's chest was scratched, the purple gauze skirt was directly scratched, and a trace of blood spilled from the corner of her mouth.

Wu Tian stood on the ground as if he had not moved, but the ground under his feet had sunk in a little.

After touching her purple dress, Liu yanru said angrily, "you bastard! Cough, whoa As soon as Liu yanru was about to scold Wu Tian, she felt that her throat was so sweet that she could no longer suppress her blood and vomited it out.

After spitting blood, Liu yanru's face turned pale in an instant, but her eyes toward Wu Tian were still angry, and the eyes seemed to eat Wu Tian.

Wu Tian shook his arms, and then stepped out in front of Yu wanxiong, looking at Yu wanxiong.

Yu wanxiong was completely flustered. He knelt down and said, "no, don't kill me. Please."

Nan batian goes to Wu Tian and stops talking. Wu Tian asks him to shut up many times, which makes Nan batian no longer have the courage to persuade him.

Wu Tian turned his head and looked at Nan batian in a cold voice: "I tell you why I want to kill him!" Wu Tian said all the things that happened during the day today. When it came to Yu wanxiong's people who wanted to move their hands on Yang Xuedan, even Liu yanru, who had always been cold and arrogant, began to look gloomy and incomparable.

Yu wanxiong quickly explained: "no, these are all my staff. They do it by themselves. It has nothing to do with me. I have never persecuted anyone."

Wu Tian's face was cold and said: "is it true that three years ago, where did the three missing class flowers of Baicheng vocational school go? Where did the girls' School of Baishan high school spend a year ago? And the strange missing girls in this city. Where have they been

"You, what are you talking about? I don't know. " Yu Wan ambition in a flustered prevarication way.

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