The poisonous concubine can't be provoked

Their skills were equal, and LAN Yiqing had the upper hand at the beginning. However, flying and fighting in the air for a long time consumes LAN Yiqing's spiritual power. Now some people can't bear it. The elder hit some spiritual power on himself, but these are far from causing much damage to LAN Yiqing.

She fell to the ground and threw a whip around the ankle of the elder who was still in the air.

Holding the rope handle in his hand, he pulled it hard. The elder only felt a stabbing pain on his feet, and the whole person was pulled off.

The elder wanted to take off and break away the rope. LAN Yiqing hurriedly stepped on his chest.

"Go away!" Lan Yiqing scolded fiercely. Every time she scolded, she stepped on the elder's chest with the power of additional gravity on her feet. "You're really a * *. No, saying * * is an insult to * *. You're not even as good as * *. You can treat it so cruelly at the end of the wind. You don't want to live!"

The elder only felt that his chest was trampled by LAN Yiqing, and his throat smelled of blood, which was so fierce that he vomited out.

He quickly turned over and backed away the blue Yiqing who stepped on his body.

When he rolled steadily to the ground with LAN Yiqing, he hurriedly untied the purple gold whip rope wrapped around his feet.

The purple gold whip with a thorn also cut his hand, but he had to endure the pain. After all, the pain on his feet made him unable to run!

Clench your teeth and slowly pull the purple gold whip out of the meat on his ankle. You can see his own broken meat hanging upside down on the purple gold whip, and on his ankle, the broken meat seems to be white bones in the red.

Ignoring to deal with his wound, LAN Yiqing, who looked at a strong aura, calmly came over. The elder's pale face was frightened.

This woman is the master of Fengmo!

He hurriedly stood up and tried to run ahead.

LAN Yiqing stopped, looked at the figure he wanted to escape and sneered, "hum! Can you still run?"

Then he raised his hand in the direction of the purple gold whip lying on the ground, and the purple gold whip quickly flew to her hand. LAN Yiqing fiercely threw several purple virtual whip at the elder's body.

The whole elder was knocked down on the ground and vomited blood.

But it didn't kill him.

Now, the elder can't run anymore.

LAN Yiqing just walked over and hit him with both hands and feet. She kept scolding him and scolded his ancestors.

The elder is already old. Now he has to be beaten. With the wounds on his body, how can his old arms and legs stand.

"Ah! Aunt, please forgive me! Give me a good time!" the elder begged for mercy while receiving the beating.

LAN Yiqing kept beating, "want me to end it for you? You think beautifully. Why don't you think about today when you torture the end of the wind? I'm going to torture you to death! Make your life worse than death!"

With that, LAN Yiqing picked up the purple gold whip again. She was tired of beating with her hands and feet, so she whipped it with a whip.

The elder rolled to avoid the whip, but the whip fell on him like rain.

The whole clothes had already been covered with blood, and the meat had been beaten out in some places.

He endured the pain and begged for an apology, "I'm sorry, I moved the ground to the feet of the master, aunt, I'm really wrong! You have a large number of adults, let me go! Kill me with a knife and let me have the face to see my underground disciples and ancestors!"