Chapter 296 Is God in Love Too (23)

Qing Fei took a look at Qing Jiu who was flaunting his wealth in the air with his eyes closed. The fan in his hand exuded a powerful aura, but it was not worth mentioning to the sword array arranged by the ten holy elders.

Ten holy-level junior elders, the sword formation of five of them is equivalent to one holy-level peak, and ten people are two.Including Qingling, there are three, their situation is not good.

If Qing Jiu didn't break through at this time, maybe he could deal with it. After all, they were not the real peak saints, but now he was the only one left.

Qingling's crazy eyes met his, and ten fiery red sword shadows aimed at Qingjiu. Fortunately, the target of the sword array was him, not Jiujiu.

Qing Fei took a deep breath and prepared herself.

For a long time... If I lose my mind this time, I will have to wait two more years for you.

"Come on, Qing Ling. As your brother-in-law, it's time to educate you instead of Jiu Jiu."

The bone fan was the weapon he had before he got the Qingxin Sword. It was a weapon of a god in ancient times. It was stronger than Qingxin, but Qingxin was forged by Jiujiu himself.

"Only by you? A dead man!"

A flash of fire flashed in Qing Ling's eyes, and his body also reached the critical value of the sword. "Then let you taste the last ten swords for my good sister!"

The strange fire circled his body, and finally dispersed and poured into each sword shadow. Their aura became stronger. Although it was raining in the whole space, Qingling seemed to be surrounded by a furnace erupting, hot and restless.

The bone fan in Qing Fei's hand instantly enlarged a bit, and its side was bent to form an umbrella, tightly wrapped around Qing Jiu and Qing Fei, and briefly became a protective cover.

Qing Fei glanced sideways at Qing Jiu with a ruddy complexion, and was relieved.

"Thousands of years ago, you protected me. It's my turn to protect you when you're young. You have to make a breakthrough. After the god level, you have to protect me. If I'm still alive."

He smiled and touched the ring on Qingjiu's finger.

"Can it be used by me? Pokong."

"Can you protect me for a long time? I know you are here."

The fan resisted two sword shadows, and each sword shadow was stronger than the previous one. The weapon was contracted with his soul, and the damage he received made him groan.

The air was silent in his sight for a few seconds, and then a long knife piercing the sky flew out, emitting red and purple light.

Clearing the door and walking out of the fan, that kind of short-term safety should be reserved for a long time.

He stretched out his hand, and the piercing air flew directly into his hand, and the two kinds of light that came with it also changed into two other colors in his hand.

Pure ice, and transparent water.

His attribute is water, and mutated ice.

Every inch of the air was broken into ice, and in his hand it had become an ice skate, but it was still surrounded by water droplets, releasing a powerful momentum drop by drop.

This is a duel between fire and ice water, a decisive battle between sword and knife.

Qingfei has been in contact with Pokong for a long time. He held Pokong, and the firm belief in his heart became even harder. There was only one thought of one person, one knife, and that was to protect Qingjiu.

He raised his eyes and looked at the last seven sword shadows. They had already changed their targets, but Qing Fei was not afraid.

He took a deep breath, Qingling's crazy eyes met Shang Qingfei's firm gaze, the battle between the two had just begun.

Compared to the invisible battle between the two, Qing Jiu was silently confronting the invisible heaven in the dark space.

(End of this chapter)

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