1140 The Sword of Infatuation and the Sword of Hate (Page 1/1)

Qin Zheng was disdainful of the flying sword, he had come prepared, and he didn't look at the flying sword under Lin Xuan's henchman, but suddenly raised his head, his face was full of contempt and ridicule, and sneered: "Lin Xuan, seeing that you are so watery and so beautiful, it is too wasteful not to double cultivate with me." ”

"Qin Zheng, looking at you in the past, you are not a person who likes such words, today you have repeatedly blasphemed me, are you really ready?" Lin Xuan's palms flew out, and Qin Zheng sneered: "After all, it is you, the so-called star lord, who made the first move before me, Lin Meiren, this Fire Luo Hall is too small, not enough for you and me to perform, it is better to compete on the Fenglan Star Desert, I lose, I leave Fenglan Star completely, if you lose, Feng Lanxing is my final say, and your people have to be enjoyed by me." Qin Zheng flicked away the flying sword shot by Lin Xuan's henchman, and left the Fire Luo Hall with a teleportation. Although there were forbidden formations everywhere in this Fire Luo Palace, Qin Zheng ignored them at the moment.

Lin Xuan was not surprised, the forbidden formation of the Fire Luo Hall had been deliberately forbidden by her to close some powerful formations, and he had always wanted to know who else above Feng Lan Star would jump out to confront her Lin Xuan. Ever since he was able to command Feng Lanxing's cultivation sect, Lin Xuan had also had some belligerent mentality. At this moment, Qin Zheng teleported away, and she naturally teleported away. As for the desert on Fenglan Star, she naturally knew that it was the desert near Feng Lan Star's Star Teleportation Array, when the Fire Luo Sect moved from Yang Yuan Star to Feng Lan Star, Lin Xuan walked there with everyone, and after the experience of the Fire Cloud Hall back then, she had also been to that desert.

After Lin Xuan arrived at the desert, Qin Zheng was already waiting there, and said to Lin Xuan: "What Shicai said, what do you think?"

"I'll talk about winning first. Lin Xuan said angrily.

"Tsk, if you don't bring some entourage out, you have to go out on your own, you must be very hard and tired, you must be very eager to find someone to rely on, right?" Qin Zheng continued to sneer.

"Hmph!" Lin Xuan didn't answer, her right hand was raised, and the infatuated sword intent spread, and a blazing flying sword gradually appeared in her hand, exuding a blazing artistic conception everywhere, this fiery artistic conception was the meaning of infatuation and love, but the temperature rise effect it caused to the surroundings was very obvious.

Qin Zheng said coldly: "I have always wondered why you and Hua Chao are together, can be together, and why do you like Wu Fan's dog thief, you can still command the six major sects of Feng Lanxing, why do you know? When my Qilin Sect brought you to the Huoluo Sect as a second-level Dao sect, did you Huoluo Sect forget everything? You woman is really ungrateful, shameless and despicable, lewd and sullen, with a beautiful face, it is better to obey my Qin Zheng, and be my Qin Zheng female slave for generations, this is your fate." Qin Zheng said, away from the artistic conception of hatred, as soon as this artistic conception came out, it can be said that the sand particles everywhere flew up, forming a sword of sand.

Lin Xuan pointed at the infatuated sword, and the blazing sword light ran wildly like a fire dragon, making a dragon roar, devouring Qin Zhengsha's sword, Qin Zheng shouted: "Slut, how dare you despise me." ”

As soon as Qin Zheng drank like this, the sound waved, and many grains of sand were scattered, and at this time, Qin Zheng's parting hatred artistic conception shrouded a radius of a hundred miles, making all the sand grains within a radius of a hundred miles become an auxiliary to his artistic conception, and the sand grains moved by hatred, forming a powerful sand and dust explosion, in the sandstorm, if there is an evil dragon shuttling, there can be no shouting, which makes Lin Xuan's face a little unsightly.

Qin Zheng saw that Lin Xuan was protecting himself with the sword light of his infatuation, although the whole person would be fine for a while in the dust explosion, but once another moment passed, Lin Xuan would definitely not be able to bear it, unless Lin Xuan's mana was unlimited, otherwise the manpower would sometimes be exhausted, and this little girl's skin would be planted here today. At that time, Feng Lanxing is his Qin Zheng has the final say, once he controls Feng Lanxing, Wu Fan will definitely not kill himself easily, after all, in Qin Zheng's opinion, if he controls Feng Lanxing, it will be more useful.

Lin Xuan didn't know that Qin Zheng could comprehend such a fierce Dao artistic conception, every grain of sand around here seemed to have a deep hatred with her, in fact, every grain of sand was completely contaminated by Qin Zheng's parting hatred artistic conception, the sand grain was the artistic conception of parting hatred, and the artistic conception of parting hatred was sand, this kind of artistic conception attack was much more ferocious than the artistic conception attack of ordinary Taoism.

In this world, the power of love is infinite, and the power of hate is also infinite.

Qin Zheng also didn't expect that when Lin Xuan's infatuation artistic conception spread out, the sandstorm formed by the sandstorm caused by the artistic conception of parting hatred and hatred was swept away by her infatuated artistic conception, and there were no sand grains in the surrounding artistic conception around Lin Xuan, and there was a layer of blazing flames in the surrounding boundary of its hundred zhang radius, which was the defensive force of the infatuation artistic conception condensed.

In this way, Qin Zheng can be said to be furious, Hua Chao's infatuation sword path back then, domineering and fierce, and Hua Chao killed people, it was very crazy, just like a demon from hell, once attacked, its fierceness, even those who could resist it would be psychologically afraid, and they could have been beaten, or they could have carried a few moves, but they were killed by Hua Chao's sword. And Lin Xuan's infatuated sword path does not have the ferocity of Hua Chao, it is like a spring breeze blowing willows.

Therefore, Qin Zheng attacked with the sword of hatred, piercing through the defense condensed by Lin Xuan's infatuation artistic conception, Lin Xuan's infatuated sword light flew out, and collided with the sword of hatred to strangle one place, the sword of hatred is a grown blood sword, when dancing in the air, it brings out infinite hatred, and it is very fierce to attack, Lin Xuan's infatuation sword light was quickly crushed by it, and then the sword of hatred flew towards Lin Xuan, Lin Xuan had to shoot out the infatuation sword body, and intercepted Qin Zheng's sword of hatred halfway, this sword of hatred, against the sword of infatuation, fought in the air, and brought out a powerful momentum, and this momentum is composed of many cries。

The infatuated lover is crying, the hateful person is angry, two artistic conceptions, two kinds of sword light, not giving in to each other, killing and killing!

Qin Zheng didn't expect that once Lin Xuan's infatuation sword became powerful, it would not be weaker than Hua Chao's infatuation sword, although it was not as fierce as Hua Chao, but its attack speed and skills were much more exquisite, and this infatuation sword would reveal all kinds of flaws, once the hatred sword attacked these flaws, it would be hit by the sword light of the infatuation sword, and those flaws turned out to be traps. This made Qin Zheng's hatred sword have a lot of gaps in the blade.

This made Qin Zheng scold angrily: "The slut is really hypocritical, dare to frame Qin." After Qin Zheng finished scolding, another sword of hatred flew towards Lin Xuan, and at the same time, his own figure flew up, and the monstrous hatred of his whole body burst out, and the grains of sand within a radius of thousands of miles were swept up by his hatred conception, like a hellish dragon, pounced on Lin Xuan's place.

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