Pick up a god to cultivate immortality

Thinking about her own father sitting on the throne, just thinking about it seems to give her a sense of responsibility, and her body has endless power!

She has her own ambitions, and she also has responsibilities she wants to take on, which is to protect Daomen, Daxia and Shuhang Imperial City.

Xiao Cha couldn't help but curl up his lips, "If you can't be a princess, then you can be a princess!"

She suddenly took action, raised the long whip in her hand and pointed it in a certain direction. With a slight movement of her hand, the long whip seemed to be given life. It flew over flexibly and tightly wrapped around Xing Yan's right hand holding the sword. With a strong pull on his wrist, his long sword fell to the ground!

"You! Can't you see?! How is this possible!"

Xing Yan was shocked. He didn't expect this blind man to disarm his weapon with just one move. Was she pretending to be blind? !

Xiao Cha chuckled, feeling Xing Yan's disbelief, and said lightly, "You underestimated the enemy too much!"

She felt the whip being pulled to one side and guessed that Xing Yan must be trying to pick up the sword he dropped. How could he let him do so?

Xiao Cha turned his body and pulled hard with his backhand. Without much spiritual power, he pulled Xing Yan and fell into the yellow sand.

For those who are invulnerable, the best way is to attack their weak points on the body, such as eyes and ears, armpits, and ankles.

"drink!"

Xiao Chajiao shouted and flew up. All her spiritual power was applied to her feet, and she kicked Xing Yan three times in a row, knocking Xing Yan back after he had just gotten up from the ground. He fell down again. Went back.

However, this was not the end yet. She swung out her long whip again, "Pah, pah, pah!" with a loud sonic boom in the air, directed towards Xing Yan's ankle! The long whip locked his two ankles tightly and pulled him smoothly. The man's center of gravity was unstable, and he was carried by the long whip and rolled several times in the yellow sand!

good chance!

Listening to Xing Yan's embarrassed voice, which kept spitting out sand, three more silver needles appeared between Xiao Cha's fingers!

"Whoosh whoosh!"

The silver needle flew towards Xing Yan's eyes with cold light!

When Xing Yan noticed it, he hurriedly blocked his eyes with his sword. Although he could barely block two silver needles, one silver needle still stuck in his eye.

"Ah! My eyes! I'm going to kill you!"

He covered an eye that was bleeding black and rolled on the ground in pain.

Luo Qingyan forced Xing Yuan back with a sword and gloated unceremoniously, "Don't you look down on the blind and think that the blind can't beat you? It's better this time! You have become a blind yourself! Hahahaha! This Asking Heaven for a good reincarnation, who will be spared by Heaven!"

Xing Yan felt that he could hardly breathe, and now the anger was rushing to his forehead. He gritted his teeth and said bitterly, "You all have to die! I will kill you to death!"

Luo Qingyan shrugged indifferently, with a "you're happy as long as you're happy" expression on her face.

Xing Yan was so angry with her that she pointed at her and trembled but didn't say a word.

Xiao Cha snorted and said dissatisfiedly, "You still have time to look elsewhere?! Look at the whip!"

The long whip was aimed at his eyes and struck again, as if beating a drowned dog.

"Wild horses part their manes!"

"Bagua Palm!"

"Frozen three feet!"

"Tai Chi hits the heart and elbows!"

The body of a king is invulnerable, and the metal magic is against the metal magic. It just depends on whose method is more brutal. Luo Qingyan thought a little helplessly.