Tripod Reverses the Heaven

Nie Qian has been practicing with ancient customs for nearly a month. If you want to know, ancient customs know better than anyone else.

The old style's Rogue appearance has completely angered Nie Qian. She has reached the edge of outbreak.

At this time, he saw Le Xingcheng speak again: "Nie Qian, you bitch, I've been with you for more than ten years, but I haven't got your body, but you gave it to Yan Feng so easily... You shamed me to the world, you made me ridiculed by the world, why don't you die?"

It's still these words. The ancient wind remembers that on that day at the top of Tianxuan peak, Le Xing Cheng said these words.

As soon as the voice fell, it immediately silenced the whole audience.

A moment later, the fat man immediately laughed: "brother Yan Feng, I have to say, your words are not accurate. Le Xingcheng hasn't got this woman's body, which means she's not le Xingcheng's woman. You won a perfect body. If you don't call him a green hat, you can only win love with a knife at best. "

Nie Qian ignored everyone's ridicule and comments, because her killing has locked Le Xingcheng.

Just a moment after Le Xingcheng's voice fell, her body suddenly moved, ten feet away and arrived in the blink of an eye.

She stretched out a slender jade hand and clamped Le Xingcheng's neck.

Then, seeing Le Xingcheng, his whole body burned inexplicably. Not only his body, but also his head burned.

"Le Xingcheng, I've loved you for so many years. I think Nie Qian is blind. Today, with your death, let everything pass! "

Nie Qian's body contains a terrible fire, which is powerful. Mo said that at this time, Le Xingcheng did not have the slightest practical ability. Even if he was suddenly wrapped by this strange fire in his heyday, he would not have the slightest way.

With a scream, the yuan God of Le Xingcheng is being burned. He is walking into the death cage step by step.

"You little bitch, stop!"

Xing Qiuyun roared again. Anyway, Le Xing Chengdu is the first genius of Xingchen Pavilion. I don't know how many resources it took to cultivate it. How can he die in the hands of such a traitor?

Xing Qiuyun wanted to do it, but at the same time, he was locked by several murders and dared not move at all.

A moment later, the scream gradually stopped, and Le Xingcheng was completely burned to ashes. Until the power of his original God was exhausted, there was no miracle again.

A generation of Tianjiao, at this time, is a complete end. She died not in the hands of her enemies, but in the hands of the woman she once loved most. I don't know whether it's sad or sad.

He killed his elder martial brother who he had loved for many years. Nie Qian was also full of tears and her mood was extremely complex.

But at the thought of Mao Dalong's tragic death, her face turned cold again.

She looked at the ancient style and approached step by step: "Yan Feng, it's your turn. If it weren't for you, I wouldn't fall into such a miserable situation, and brother Xingcheng wouldn't die so miserably. "

Facing Nie Qian approaching step by step, the ancient wind had no fear or evasion. He said calmly, "you only have one chance to kill me, whether you can kill me or not, the gratitude and resentment will be written off!"

Gu Feng knew very well that no matter whether Nie Qian could kill herself today, she would not choose to continue to live. For Nie Qian, living is a kind of suffering, torture and life is like a year.

"You mean not to fight back and let me kill you?"

"Yes, no matter what means you use, I'll let you hit, don't dodge, don't resist, don't fight back."

Gu Feng's face was calm and his tone was calm. He actually planned to really resist any means of Nie Qian's attack.

His promise not only moved Nie Qian, but also changed the color of nearly 10 million audience.

You know, a friar at the level of true God has too many means to kill his opponent. What's more, the ancient wind said that he would not dodge, resist or fight back.

Isn't this a death attempt?

"Uphold justice, what a man!"

Finally, someone made such an evaluation.

For a while, the ancient style was supported by many people.

The reason why ancient customs raped Nie Qian earlier was nothing more than to attack their opponents. Afterwards, he would rather pay for his life.

It's really manly and responsible.

"Well, in that case, I won't be soft. If I kill you, I will end my life! "

When the voice fell, Nie Qian looked up at the sky, closed her eyes and opened her arms. Endless clouds of terror gathered on the spot and detonated the whole audience.

"What's that? Is it the divine power of Leidi? "

Indeed, what Nie Qian is using now is the divine power of Lei Di, which is taught to her by ancient customs.

Ironically, now she wants to kill the ancient wind with the magic power taught by the ancient wind.

"How can there be so many LeiDi Sutras in the world? This may be a similar work method Scripture. After all, Yan Feng was the only one who got the whole book! "

Some people denied it. They didn't want to believe that Nie Qian used Lei Di's magic power at all.

If you pick up a woman casually and know the thunder emperor's magic power, is it too worthless?

In fact, it's true, because on that day, more than 200 people got different Lei Di scriptures

Nine days above, the robbery clouds rolled, and finally all merged into a purple dragon.

The Dragon rolled and roared, and its power was towering. In the tumbling, it gradually concentrated, and finally turned into a foot long swimming dragon.

Although the size has been reduced, its power has been increased a hundred times.

Nie Qian's body was suspended in the air and slowly began to rotate, with outstanding style.

A foot long dragon swooped down and rolled around her body. Finally, Nie Qian gave a cry of "cut", and the foot long dragon immediately gave a roar that shocked the world and went straight to the center of the eyebrows of the ancient wind.

Ancient customs only give one chance. For Nie Qian, of course, we should pay close attention to it. So she wants to use this only chance to kill the yuan God of the ancient wind.

With a loud bang, the Dragon rushed into the middle of the ancient eyebrows.

Everyone in the audience was, and countless people looked at the ancient style at this moment.

The needle can smell!

The head of the ancient wind still looked obliquely at the sky, where a hole was broken and blood flowed out, but the man did not fall.

He was still smiling. A moment later, he took back his eyes and looked at Nie Qian with a shocked face.

"One chance, you run out!"

"What? Is Yan Feng okay? "

Hiss!

Suddenly, I don't know how many people took a breath. People looked at the ancient wind like watching monsters, and their faces were incredible.

Even the great saints opened their eyes one by one, all in horror.