The strength of the cloaked man has completely shocked everyone present.

His killing, decisiveness, ferocity, and violence are all like sharp swords, stimulating the world.

People took a deep breath, and their scalps were already tingling.

This time, not to mention that the people of the Xuantian Huang Sect were frightened and afraid, even the people of the other powerful clans were shocked by the methods of this cloak man.

"People say that the Taishang Divine Sect has unparalleled medical skills, and some of them are living bodhisattvas who hang pots to help the world and purify all sentient beings, but look at this method, this seat doesn't believe it, such a vicious method, how can it be made by those who hang pots to help the world?" Zhang Sanyu squinted at the person in the center of the martial arts field, and there was a playful smile on the corner of his mouth.

The Wanxin old woman next to her snorted coldly, and said lightly: "No matter how the Taishang Divine Sect is, this against the Xuantian Huang Sect, you just can't be merciful, you can use as much strength as you can this time, and you must not give them room to fight back, it's best to make them unable to turn over!"

"Hahahaha, don't worry, the valley master, this time it will be called Xuantian Huang Sect's chicken dog restless, and it hurts the muscles and bones!" Zhang Sanyu said with a laugh.

There was a hint of heartiness in the eyes of the old woman Wanxin, and her gaze continued to look at the man in the cloak.

This time, the situation is extraordinary.

The faces of the people on this side of the Bingwu Pavilion were extremely ugly.

Huanya's face changed drastically, and she looked at her with worry and tears.

There was a commotion in Huangzong.

The scene also caused quite a stir.

"Miss Tearful?"

"Oh my God, is this guy going to touch her?"

"This is one of the four beauties of the Huang Sect!"

"This guy isn't going to be spicy, is he?"

"It's not good, Miss Tilt is in danger!"

There was a buzzing sound in all directions.

Some people shouted loudly.

"Hey, who is that, you can't kill Miss Tilt, otherwise I'll be finished with you!"

"Remember to be merciful!"

"It's okay to defeat Miss Tilt, if you dare to hurt Miss Tilt's life, then you can do it yourself!"

"If Miss Tilt has any three strengths and two shortcomings, I will never let you go!"

Some of the men who had fallen into the tears of the herding stood up and threatened the cloaked man.

Even some women couldn't help but speak out for the outpouring of tears.

The boiling sound at the scene was not insignificant.

That's the beauty of it!

At this time, even outsiders spoke for the outpouring of tears.

However, the man in the cloak did not move, and was not affected by the others at all, as if he had not heard the words of these people.

She didn't care about any of this, she looked at her steadfastly and stepped forward.

"Senior sister!" several geniuses who admired and poured tears came over and shouted affectionately and reluctantly.

Dumping Mu tears fell on deaf ears, and strode into the ring.

Gradually, the people stopped shouting, they stopped persuading, and they stopped threatening the cloaked man.

Countless pairs of eyes were focused on the martial arts, to be exact, on the body of the pouring tears.

Some people looked at it for a moment, but they secretly looked away, not daring to look at it again.

Some people are full of sadness, or gritted their teeth, or resented mediocrity, hating their incompetence and not being able to protect the beauty.

People are afraid of the situation where they will be in tears later.

Sighs, helplessness, and resentment are constantly intertwined.

The man in the cloak raised his head slightly, his eyes shrouded in shadows oozing a thick cold glow.

With Lu Shuhe's big drink, the two immediately fought.

I don't know how many people's hearts have been touched in this battle.

Qin Feng also opened his eyes slightly, watching this battle.

Don't get me wrong, Qin Feng doesn't have much feeling for pouring out tears, if you insist on saying it, it's just to appreciate her appearance.

He, a normal man, would not resist the temptation of any beautiful woman.

However, it is just appearance, if you really have any good feelings, it is limited to the fact that she dared to stand up and speak for Qin Feng before pouring out tears, and it can be seen from this that this woman is an extremely upright and enthusiastic woman.

Qin Feng didn't like to owe anything to others, and if he could, he wouldn't mind helping to pour out his tears.

It's just that in this situation, it's hard for him to make a move.

"How long do you think the tears will last?" a cold, almost piercing, but very nice voice sounded from behind.

Qin Feng was slightly stunned, turned his head, and realized that at some point, Lan Tang's Xue Lengbing was actually standing behind him.

Everyone was watching the ring, and not many people saw the approaching snow and ice.

Why did Xue Lengbing run here?

Qin Feng looked at the woman puzzled: "What did you say?"

"Let me ask you, how long do you think the tears can last?" Xue Leng asked coldly.

The voice was still cold and biting.

"How do I know?" Qin Feng was a little amused.

"You don't know?" A strange light flashed in Xue Lengbing's jewel-like autumn eyes, and her voice was still cold: "You can still fight, but you shrink here and refuse to make a move, sit back and watch your fellow door be killed by that person, Qin Feng, you can hide it from others, but you can't hide it from everyone." ”

As soon as these words fell, Qin Feng's brows furrowed.

"What do you mean by this, do you think I can win against this person?" Qin Feng asked rhetorically.

Xue Lengbing was silent for a while, and then shook her head slightly: "I don't know, but I know you can fight!"

"You don't know, that means you think I might lose, since you think I'm going to lose, then you still tell me to shoot, do you want me to die?" Qin Feng asked again.

"Aren't there enough dead people?" Xue Lengbing lowered her voice, but the words that came out of Sakura's lips were full of vicissitudes.

This shouldn't be what she should be at her age.

Qin Feng didn't speak, and he didn't bother to pay attention to this woman, he continued to look at the ring.

A strange light flashed in Xue Leng's eyes.

However, the tears in the ring could no longer hold on.

Several silver needles pierced her arms and pierced them.

In an instant, her arms became so heavy that she couldn't move them at all.

The audience shouted.

The man in the cloak raised his hand casually, and a touch of poisonous powder lingered between the palms of his hands.

Seeing the unrecognizable and miserable poisonous powder that would corrode the sky, everyone gasped.

If these poisonous powders were to cover the body of the pouring tears, it would be almost equivalent to watering sulfuric acid on a delicate flower.

"Pastoral tears, surrender!"

Immediately someone shouted below.

Some even wept bitterly.

She gritted her teeth with tears, but her strong personality didn't make her shout the word surrender!

"Pastoral tears!"

The elders of the Bingwu Pavilion had cloudy eyes and screamed.

"If I can buy a little more time, there will be one less fellow die, Mu Tear took the stage, has put life and death aside, everyone, no need to persuade again, Mu Tear is willing to follow in the footsteps of his senior brothers and sisters, and die here!"

Pouring Mu clenched his tears and silver teeth, Rou Yi grabbed the long sword tightly, lifted it with difficulty, and wanted to bombard the other party.

"Stupid woman. ”

The cloaked man shook his head, then unceremoniously raised his hand and burst into tears.

Wow!

The poisonous powder rippled again.

Pouring Mu Tears immediately swung his long sword, releasing sword qi with the intention of slashing the poisonous powder.

But the man danced his arms sharply at this time, as if he was controlling those poisonous powders, only to see the poisonous powders turn into two long dragons, one left and one right, bypassing the sword qi of pouring tears, and attacking it fiercely.

"Not good!"

Many of the other clan forces let out exclamations.

The people of the Xuantian Huang Sect were even more breathless, and their pupils shrank wildly.

This blow can't be stopped!

Many people stared at this scene with pain and hideousness on their faces.

Someone had a bite on the lip.

Someone's palm was cut.

But no one can change the situation.

Pouring tears, his eyes soared, and he once again tried his best to swing his sword.

Phew!

A sword aura like a gang wind fanned out.

But it only changed the trajectory of a poisonous powder dragon.

The poison powder smashed directly on her shoulder, and the other one was already spread on the right side of her face.

"Hmm!!"

The pain was so severe that it almost made you unconscious.

Pouring Tears immediately lost his combat power, the man staggered back, and then stabbed his sword heavily on the ground.

But I saw that the right side of her face had been completely corroded and almost completely gone, and her arm was also rotted, and one arm fell heavily to the ground.

The intense toxin spread through her body like an electric current.

Her snow-white skin instantly turned pitch black, and she vomited two mouthfuls of blood, almost delirious.

Just as she raised her head with the last of her will

Phew!

A sword flew in a breath and pierced her throat

The audience fell silent instantly.

All of them are petrified.

I saw that the small mouth of the pouring tears opened slightly, and the black blood continued to overflow, and people wanted to say something, but they couldn't say a word after all.

The long sword in her hand slipped down from her five fingers slightly, and her little hand grabbed the qi sword that pierced her neck, and in the end, her hand still fell weakly.

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