Chapter 1941: The Crisis of the End of the World (7)

Chapter 1941 The Crisis Of The End Of The World Palace (7)
This power is no longer familiar to Qiu Hui, she raised her head slightly.
In the void, countless familiar figures reflected in her eyes ...
Let her heart be tight with that moment, and her steps back subconsciously.
First of all, it is not enough to have a Nan family.
There are seven old people in midair.
Except for the Grey Goose, all other His Holiness are here.
The Lord Grey Cannon named No. 1 looked indifferent. He looked down at the Nanfeixue people below, his lips sneering.
"The people in the Nan family are really brave enough to dare to hurt my Jiumen, and they also want to take my Jiumen sage!"
Nan Feixue's eyes were tight, and the eyes of these people were alert.
Previously, she found that Qiu Hui had left Jiumen. Presumably, these people in Jiumen would not take the initiative for Qiu Hui. I did not expect that these people in Jiumen still appeared.
"What? You nine are trying to intervene and fail?"
Nan Feixue stepped back a few steps.
They just suppressed Qiu Hui with the advantage of the crowd. If the people of Jiumen had to step in, I am afraid they would lose their advantage.
"They are all my nine gates, and naturally they are related to my nine gates. I haven't agreed with Qiu Hui to leave the nine gates, so she can't leave."
boom!
The old gray cannon hoisted up the sword in his hand, and the sword crossed a sharp light, and then slammed a crack in the ground.
Nan Feixue's face changed slightly, and his hand holding the sword became tighter and tighter.
Suddenly, she sneered.
"Nine gates are trying to find their way to death. The grown-up will not let you go! We must take this little girl away!"
As soon as Nan Feixue gritted his teeth, he rushed towards Qiu Hui again.
Qiu Huilue looked at the old men who had fallen out of nowhere. Even though these people are now helping her with the Nan family, she still dare not relax her vigilance.
Because she couldn't forget what Jiumen had done to Tianyafu!
As long as these people are given a chance, they will still take Xia Xia!
Qiu Hui lowered his eyes, hiding the dark busyness in his eyes.
But she also knows that this is not the time to think about this, especially when facing Nan Feixue, she dare not relax her vigilance ...
...
at the same time.
Deep in the Spirit Beast Mountains.
Tianya held a long sword, and coldly stared at Nanfang's eyes. From the original domineering publicity to a strong killing intention.
Suyi desperately wanted to break the barrier, her hands were covered with blood, her face pale and colorless, but even so, she didn't let her give up.
"Don't waste your energy, Nanxuan and Feng Ruqing are estimated to have lost their lives in this tomb. It is said that this tomb was made for her and just happened to be her death."
boom!
The long sword of Tianya splits, a sword raises the wind, destroys all the surrounding trees.
His eyes were red, and he stared at Nanfang stubbornly.
"If she is dead, I will use Nan's funeral."
Mr. Nan opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but after all he never said more.
He sighed softly, with a grin on the corner of his mouth.
Bale.
Since the Nan family was taken away by the Nanfang, it is no longer the Nan family he once established.
All his close friends are also lost in the hands of Nanfang. In that case, it is better to destroy this Nan family, and he can build another one.
Seeing that Tianya was about to start again, Nanfang also raised his sword to resist.
(End of this chapter)