Rebirth of the Strongest Female Emperor

Chapter 1179 Victory (1)

Feel the power of the swordsmanship scattered around the celestial river, Ye Qingyan stood in the distance, fine, qi, and God instantly climbed to the peak.

In the face of these younger generations of the ancient family of Ye, Ye Qingyi did not have much pressure, and he should be careful when dealing with it.

At this time, the right side of the secluded river is grasped on the handle of the waist, and the inside of the shackles is indifferent. The power of the sword is also becoming stronger. The surrounding winds are whistling and the dust is flying like a natural disaster. It is chilling. Gallbladder.

On the wall of the city, Qi Tiancheng's brows were deeply raised, and many strong people were worried about Ye Qingyi.

At the beginning, it was the smallest Yang Jun Mo of the ancients, and it was almost impossible to block the power of the swordsmanship of the secluded river. Recently, the power of the swords of the sacred river seems to be even more powerful than the original!

In the face of such powerful and powerful Kendo willpower, Ye Qingyi did not dare to have any care.

"I am a sword, you may die." After a while, the secluded river looked at Ye Qingyu with no expression, and said.

Hearing this statement, Ye Qingyi smiled coldly: "That is expected."

As Ye Qingshen’s voice just fell, the right arm of the secluded river rose, and only heard the sound of the slamming sound of the smashing sound throughout the audience, between the shackles, a visible man’s sword, as if falling from above nine days. Broken the void and shrouded toward Ye Qingying.

This sword means that the monks are at the extreme, full of indescribable destructive power.

On the wall of the city, many strong people in Qitiancheng look very different. The power of this sword is indeed better than the past.

The ancient feather mouth slightly raised, sketching a faint smile that was not easy to detect. He dispatched Ye Qingying to play, but it has two purposes. First, let Ye Qingyi consume the power of the secluded river, the secluded river. After using the power of the sword, the combat power will be greatly reduced in a short time.

The second purpose is to let Ye Qingzhen die on the spot. In this way, it is also a bad smell for the owner of the North Mongzhuang, and a strong man in the mid-term of the Yang Jun Eighth in the district, for Qi Tiancheng Words are optional...

Seeing this sword smashed out, the ancient feathers became more and more intense, the strength of the secluded river, the ancient feathers are very clear, and it is absolutely impossible to block the sword of the singularity of the sword.

However, almost in a flash, the smile of Gu Yu is completely dead on his face.

Under the eyes of the public, Ye Qingyi’s whole person turned out to be a dark flame.

The power of fire is rising from the sky, invisible and inferior, as if the universe was the first fire when it opened up.

Under the horror of the eyes, the black flames instantly slammed into the sword of the secluded river.

In an instant, the sound of the sound of the explosion is endless, as if the void is broken and the end is coming.

The swords and the fires have a strong collision, and the hot air waves are rushing in all directions. Some ancient people are inferior, and the closer warriors are swept 100 meters in this air. Outside.

In the next second, the surface of the secluded river is white, overflowing with a blood from the corner of the mouth, and the whole cockroach is continuously retrograde for dozens of steps toward the rear.

When the power of the sword was completely dissipated, the black flames quickly condensed, and the deity of Ye Qingyi once again showed the people.

"Carrying." Ye Qingyi looked at the secluded river and whispered.

Hearing this statement, Yu Tianhe was silent for a moment, and immediately said: "I lost..."

(End of this chapter)