Red, the red of the sky, from a piece to almost the entire line of sight, into the eyes to see only red, flying like butterflies and more poignant than it, cold and glamorous faintly revealed a kind of arrogance that does not eat the fireworks of the world, under this red rain of flowers belongs to the Changfeng Dart Bureau Yang brother The yellow is gradually covered up until it completely disappears.

Hit!

Although his vision was also obscured by the sudden rain of red flowers, he was still sure that the two breathing needles that had been shot earlier had accurately penetrated Yang Yu and Yang Lei's bodies, and they would not have died before, otherwise they would not have left a back hand before, but it was absolutely certain that Yang Yu and Yang Lei had lost the strength to fight again.

Only the dead are the most stable, the twilight grave battle of the day is really well understood, if it is not a miscalculation, how could Huang Fuyuan die, and finally let Han Xuan be the biggest winner, even if the brother surnamed Yang who is found now is not a player, he may be the core disciple of the Changfeng Dart Bureau, and they definitely have their reasons, on the surface, they don't care, but they also have a scruple about the means of the Changfeng Dart Bureau, and they are not just taught a lesson by Yang Fengsheng.

It's not that they don't want to hurt the killer, they also practice external skills, and naturally have a deep understanding of the defensive ability of external masters, even if there is no majestic Ruyuan who can protect the magic of the true qi around the body, but their bodies are the best protection, if they use the night and tomorrow, it will be just a blow to kill just the front of the shadow needle, but what really makes the killer contain is the fleeting breath of Shicai.....

Master! Absolute master, master of the sect realm!.

There is no doubt that the person who came is in the realm of the sect, and it faintly feels that it is not even inferior to Su'er, although Su'er has always been gentle and rarely makes a move, but he will never doubt Su'er's martial arts, and among the people he has seen, except for the masters of the previous generation such as Ziyang Lao Dao, only Huang Xibai, who died in the hands of the palace master that day, can be suppressed.

The matter of the three brothers surnamed Yang was just left behind in a blink of an eye, and they didn't look at them again, Yang Feng lost Yang Yu and Yang Lei's tacit cooperation, and they were no different from waste, compared to the one who was about to appear right now, it was as inconspicuous as fireflies.

"Here comes ....."

The words that came out of his mouth seemed to be for himself and for Yang Xuanxia, who didn't know when he walked to his side, and his squinted gaze was directly raised and fell somewhere.

"Lord Nian Luo has arrived!"

The clear female voice that suddenly came out was like a warbler's cry, long and delicate, but not serious, obviously very good, and even felt that the bones were a little crispy, but the words contained in the words made people half different colors could not be revealed.

Turning a deaf ear to the beautiful female voice that seems to be lingering in the ears with the wind, the rain is the masterpiece of these women, and the existence of these women has already been discovered before, but these are obviously not the main ones, although their almost identical divine skill realm strength is surprising, but this is not enough, far from enough.....

"Click.....

A light sound came out suddenly, it seemed to be stepping on the ground but much lighter than stepping on the ground, it felt like stepping on half of the ground and retracting it again, but it was just an instant that the sound of stepping on the ground that had just disappeared suddenly sounded again, one, two, three until it was connected, instantly like being in a sea of light sounds, and the red words flying all over the sky seemed to have such a pause because of the light sound that sounded like a tide, and the next moment the green bamboo tip that his eyes fell on suddenly appeared a touch of purple red.

Purple soft boots, purple red robes, everything that catches the eye seems to be precious purple and extremely red, a touch of whiteness is fleeting, and with this white embellishment, this full of purple and red is like a sudden life, full of infinite vitality, dazzling people's eyes!

It seems to be a blink and an illusion, a moment ago, the purple-red figure on the tip of the green bamboo at the top of the eye suddenly appeared in front of him, a jade-like white and holy wrist slightly raised, a red and purple folding umbrella instantly fell into the palm, and the umbrella cover with the width of the arm opened impartially, just to cover all the purple and red figures, and with the figure falling like a phoenix that wants to spread its wings!

"Greetings to the Lord!"

The green silk is coiled, the red gauze hides the face, the purple and red soft boots just stopped on the ground, and several voices instantly rippled around themselves, but the different positions felt as if they were coming out at the same time, the front one was the female voice who spoke first, and the back few were undoubtedly the other people who spread the rain in the sky, and as the words fell, a few of the same light purple shadows appeared in the field and instantly knelt on the ground to greet them.

Lord Nian Luo!

His eyes were slightly on the purple figure in front of him whose face was covered by red veil, and he couldn't help but shake in his heart, although there had been a female voice shouting before, but when he really saw the figure in front of him, he still inevitably flashed surprise in his heart, this person in front of him was actually Lord Nian Luo, and now he hasn't forgotten this other identity.... The Empress Dowager of the East Palace!

"Sister Water!"

Sister Water?

The voice that suddenly broke the silence was like a silver bell, and naturally it would not be unfamiliar to this voice, who else was there besides Yang Xuanxia's little evil girl, but although she wanted to keep it plain, she couldn't help but twitch the corners of her lips, what was she calling? Water.... Sister?

Although I don't know the specific age of Lord Nian Luo, I may be sure that she will never be young, because in addition to being the wife of the one in Jinling City, she is also the sister of Grandma Tang Feng!

Even if you can't see your true face through a layer of red veil, as long as you think about her, Sister Tang Feng can't help but feel weird in her heart, Yang Xuanxia is actually calling her sister?

"Call the master."

No matter how complicated his heart was, Yang Xuanxia's voice just fell, and as soon as he fell, he stood on one side, and the purple-red figure who was guarded by the four Divine Skill Realm masters like the stars and the moon suddenly spoke, and an ethereal and delicate feeling instantly dispersed in the field, and at the same time, the power that belonged to the masters of the Sect Realm was clearly exposed.

Listening to the ethereal sound that suddenly poured into his ears, he couldn't help but be stunned, no one would think that this voice was an old woman who was dozens of years old and the same generation as Grandma Tang Feng, but what he was more concerned about was another discovery, there was a problem with the strength of the person in front of him!

There is no doubt that the one in front of her is indeed a sect realm, and the four masters of the Divine Skill Realm carved out of almost a mold on her side are also clearly proving the identity of the person in front of her, but the problem is that the strength of the person in front of her is really a little weak, although it is also extremely strong, she can feel the breath of Grandma Tang Feng, Ziyang Lao Dao and even Old Man Yan The one in front of her is really too weak, and the difference between them and their so deep that people can't resist at all is really too far, and there is even a faint feeling that the strength of the person in front of him has obviously just broken through, Could she really be the Nian Luo Venerable Lord she thought?!

"Giggles, Sister Shui is still so young, won't calling the master an old man?"

Yang Xuanxia was faintly scolded by Lord Nianluo, but he didn't care at all, and his eyes narrowed like moon buds were indescribably playful and cute, as if he had really become a child in front of this Lord Nianluo.

"Isn't it because you don't want me, junior brother Luo, to be a generation higher than you?"

Turning a blind eye to Yang Xuanxia's playful Nian Luo Venerable Lord, but the faintly trembling purple red robe still revealed the usefulness of this Nian Luo Venerable Lord's heart, but it was just that in an instant, Nian Luo Venerable Lord's gaze fell on Yang Xuanxia's body suddenly turned, "Water cold autumn ....."