Chapter 783: The death of Jianfeng (question ticket)

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But she is destined to be disappointed.
Jun Muyan’s face is really bad, and she can’t even stand up.
But her look is cold, watching the eyes of Gong Qianxue is more like watching a clown.
Even if it is so embarrassing, Jun Muyan’s face is still so beautiful, and it’s a beautiful country.
The lazy and disdainful smile on the corner of his mouth is like ridiculing her.
Gong Qianxue was completely irritated, and his wrist turned over, and a dagger with a green glow fell on her palm.
"Hey, I am ruining the face of your fox."
Gong Qianxue stepped closer to Mu Yan, and his face showed a hazy smile. "Don't worry, even if your face is ruined, it will become ugly, and I promise that you will enjoy the next show. Jun Muyan, You know, what am I going to arrange for you next?"
During the conversation, the dagger in the hand swept away toward Mu Yan’s face.
However, the dagger was not close to Mu Yan, but the celestial piano in front of her was making a loud noise.
A sword smashed out, and the face of Gong Qianxue was crossed.
Gong Qianxue only felt a pain on his cheeks, and he slammed the blue silk.
She reached out and touched it, only touching the blood of one hand.
"Jun Muyan, how dare you..."
"Even if I am repairing a loss for most of the time, it’s a matter of killing you, but it’s just a matter of easy things."
Mu Yan interrupted the anger of Gong Qianxue, and the slightly hoarse voice was a little lazy and contemptuous, and slowly said, "Do not believe, you can give it a try."
Her five fingers were placed on the strings and they were forced to move.
Gong Qianxue was so scared that he screamed and fell back and fell down on the ground.
"Thousands of snow, are you okay?" Jianfeng quickly picked up her.
The hatred of the eyes is to look at Mu Yan, "Jun Muyan, is it you? Is it because you killed my master and brother?"
Mu Yan looked at him casually and smiled. "How about killing me? You Yunguang Zongtang took my son and wanted to make him a remedy. I didn't destroy you, it was already polite."
"You -!! How is this possible!!" Swordsman screamed. "My master has a history of cultivation. How can you die in your hands?! And my brothers and sisters, which one is not a forged body." How can you kill them alone?"
"Oh..." Mu Yan’s smile is getting colder and colder. "Maybe you will be self-satisfied with the glory of the cloud, and people will have their own income!"
"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh
Seeing the figure of Jianfeng roaring.
Mu Yan Shuguang condensed, biting his teeth, pressing down the internal organs, because of the pain caused by Xuanqi and spiritual power.
The fingertips suddenly move on the strings.
Hey!
As the piano sounds crisp, dozens of swords become cold, and go straight toward the sword.
At the same time, covering the Jianfeng, there is an invisible energy that blocks his movements.
Painting the ground for the prison!
Jianfeng body suddenly slammed in the air.
Hey, a dozen swords ran through his body.
Blood was shot from the body of Jianfeng.
He made a scream and fell to the ground.
And Mu Yan finally could not support, suddenly spurted a blood.
There was a glimpse of regret in her eyes.
Because the mysterious and spiritual powers are dry, the attack power of [Qinyinhuai] has dropped by 90%.