The Legend of Double Dragon of the Tang Dynasty: Wanxuan colleagues

Li Yi's words were hoarse, and the people in the lobby who were already in a mess seemed to be even more chaotic.

Although Xu Xingzhi sensed Wanwan's strangeness, he had no time to distract himself. When the lobby was in chaos, many people wanted to escape for their lives, and many people had bad intentions and wanted to take advantage of the chaos to hurt Wanwan and Song Yuzhi, so as to He wanted to become famous in one fell swoop, so he had to order his disciples to do their best to resist those people who tried to get close to Wanwan and Song Yuzhi, so he couldn't control Wanwan.

"You, don't come here." Li Yi looked at the woman who was walking towards him, and said while stepping back.

Wanwan didn't know what she was doing, but she liked this place full of bloody smell, but she was also very angry, just this smell was not enough, she wanted to kill!She wants to kill more people!These people should all be damned, anyone who stops her from being with Concubine Shixuan should be shredded into pieces.

Especially this man who made her feel sick. She was holding the sword. The silver hilt was stained red by the red liquid in her hand, and there was a large red mark on the blade. The blood oozing from the hand ran along the sword. The hilt or the blade of the sword slid down, drop by drop, following Wanwan's pace, and fell to the ground, forming a straight line. The front of the straight line was the direction where Li Yifei Eagle Sect was located.

Li Yi retreated in a panic, but because of the crowded crowd, he almost tripped and fell to the ground. Fortunately, his one-eyed apprentice successfully supported him.

"Master, are you alright?"

Li Yi didn't reply, he grabbed the disciple beside him by the neckline, pulled him towards him, and cursed angrily, "Go up, go up!"

"Yes Yes"

The disciple took his orders in a panic, yelled, and rushed out with weapons in his hands. Behind him, many members of the Flying Eagle Sect also grabbed their weapons and ran frantically in the direction of Wan Wan. Among them was the one-eyed man.

But how could those people get close to Wanwan who was already protected by the inner force of the relic, and the corners of Wanwan's mouth curled up as she watched the crowd attacking her.

She jumped up lightly, and instantly appeared in the sky above the crowd. The silver-white sword quickly spun along her hand high in the air, and the powerful relic internal force rolled the air.

Ah, ah, ah......

There were dozens of screams in a row, and everyone within a few feet of Wanwan was hit by the sword energy. Even the people who did nothing were not spared. These people did not die, most of them were seriously injured and passed out. The body is stiff, and the internal strength has been cultivated for some years, but he has never passed out, but

It kept wriggling on the ground, and the cry was a little sad.

The one-eyed man was very lucky. Someone in front blocked a lot of sword energy for him, and he reacted quickly, so it was as if he had been lightly hit by a slap on his body. He took a few steps back and took a bite. Blood, some pain in the shoulder.

And Li Yi was also affected, or it could be said that Wanwan was coming towards him, the sharp white sword light flashed over, Li Yi saw that he could no longer avoid it, so he even pulled a disciple casually, and blocked him abruptly this attack.

"Uh~"

The disciple who was attacked by internal force tilted his head, and the knife in his hand fell to the ground. Blood oozed from his mouth, nose, and ears, and he died on the spot.

He let go of his hand in a panic, and as his disciple fell down, Wan Wan had appeared in front of him at some point.

Looking at each other, Li Yi's legs softened and he knelt down in front of Wanwan.

"No...don't kill me...don't kill me..." Li Yi's widened eyes were full of fear, and his whole body trembled like he was shaking chaff: "Everything... everything is the fault of that villain... no none of my business..."

Fan Qinghui and Song Yuzhi fought, glanced at Wanwan from the corner of the eye, if Wanwan hurt the head of a faction, this matter seemed to be troublesome, and Li Yi was a former Wudang disciple, she was anxious, so she used the Cihang Sword Dian quickly got rid of Song Yuzhi.

"Wan." As soon as Fan Qinghui approached Wanwan, she felt a pain in her chest before she finished speaking. She subconsciously stepped back a few steps, and blood overflowed from the corner of her mouth.

Wanwan withdrew her palms and looked at the woman who was trying to sneak attack her. Her eyes were so indifferent that Fan Qinghui felt a sense of indifference. Song Yuzhi, who had already gotten rid of the sword code at this moment, had already attacked Fan Qinghui again. Fan Qinghui could only use luck to resist. Unfortunately, The injury just now made her gradually feel powerless.

Fan Qinghui?Looking at the two people who were fighting, Wanwan felt a wave of wavering in her mind, and then stopped her movements.

Wanwan was distracted in front of him, and a hint of sternness flashed in Li Yi's eyes. He picked up the sword of the disciple who died for him, and quickly stabbed towards Wanwan.

Feeling the murderous intent, Wanwan reacted quickly and took a few steps back. She followed closely with her sword back, and Li Yi's sword was only less than a foot away from her chest.

There was a sneer at the corner of her mouth, Wanwan stopped her feet, and the sword in her hand was raised like lightning, the sword was hazy and cold.

Li Yi only heard a ding, and then felt as if his hand had been hit by a heavy object. On the beams and pillars not far behind.

"Uh~"

Li Yi only felt a chill in his chest and abdomen, and then a pain that pierced his bone marrow. The bloody smell from his throat began to fill his entire mouth. He slowly lowered his head. stabbed himself.

Wanwan didn't care about how she felt about Li Yi, she drew out her sword neatly, and slapped Li Yi.

"Wanwan, don't!"

Accompanied by the familiar voice in the lobby, Li Yi spat out a mouthful of blood, his body flew upside down like a kite with a broken string, and didn't stop until he hit the table and chair behind him, sitting slumped He fell to the ground, carrying his full of resentment, and lost his breath.

As the voice hit her ears, Wanwan suddenly fell silent, her blood-red eyes flashed with clarity, but soon they were completely covered in red again, and she felt a sharp headache.

Shi Feixuan ran towards Wanwan's direction, but a few meters away from Wanwan, Xu Xingzhi blocked Shi Feixuan.

"Miss Teacher, the leader...she shouldn't get close to her." Xu Xingzhi racked his brains and finally could only come up with this word as a reason.

"She came to look for me, how could I not go?" Shi Feixuan looked up at Xu Xingzhi and smiled.

"This..." Although Wanwan was indeed much quieter than before, the strong murderous aura was still there, and she didn't dare to take any risks.

The leader cared so much about Concubine Shixuan, he couldn't put Concubine Shixuan in danger, if something happened, he couldn't imagine it.

The one-eyed man who had already adjusted himself and the remaining members of the Flying Eagle Sect were furious when they saw Li Yi's death. Tighten the weapon in your hand.

Following the one-eyed man's nod, everyone attacked Wanwan together. Because the incident happened so suddenly, everyone seemed a little unresponsive.

"Uh uh uh uh~"

Following the screams one after another, and the sound of tinkling at the same time, the congregation gathered in front of them all fell to the ground, and the following people stopped their hands and dared not move rashly when they saw the situation of the people in front of them.

Two women stood in front of Wan Wan, waiting with their swords in their hands. One of them looked at the crowd and said, "Shameless", with contempt in his tone.

Because of this commotion, Concubine Shi Xuan didn't have the heart to listen to what Xu Xingzhi had to say, she jumped over Xu Xingzhi and walked in front of Wanwan.

"Wanwan" Shi Feixuan softly called, she stretched out her hand to hold Wanwan's hand, but was bounced away by Wanwan's internal force.

"Uh~" Shi Feixuan subconsciously let out a sound.

There were bloodstains on Wanwan's face and hands. Combined with her blood-red eyes, it was supposed to be a ghostly situation, but after listening to Shi Feixuan's reaction, Wanwan's blood-colored eyes showed dodge. Take a few steps back.

"Wanwan~" Shi Feixuan called out, wanting to go up to her.

"Don't come here, I can't control myself." Wanwan could feel Shi Feixuan's presence, but she could also feel the uncontrollable murderous impulse in her body.

She had no choice but to hold tightly to her hand that had been stabbed by the sword, and use the severe pain to keep herself awake. The wound that had not yet healed was torn again, and the blood gushed out again, infecting her Her fingers fell to the ground drop by drop along her knuckles.

"No, Wanwan, don't hurt yourself." Shi Feixuan was a little worried. She could see the blood on Wanwan's fingers again. Wanwan will be stimulated.

"Ah~"

Wan Wan's head became more and more chaotic, she wanted to kill, it seemed that only killing could make her feel better, she knew who was in front of her, but the person in front of her was the best target to kill.

"Go away, I can't control myself!"

"I'll just leave like this, you will get mad." How could Shi Feixuan agree with Wanwan's words.

"Feixuan, if Wanwan keeps holding back her murderous intent, something will happen to her if this continues," one of the women who had just repelled the Flying Eagle cultivator reminded Shi Feixuan.

Concubine Shixuan naturally knew what Shen Luoyan said, and she was extremely anxious, but what could she do? By the way, Concubine Shixuan's eyes fell on the jade flute on Wanwan's waist. above.

If it is a meditation song, maybe there is still a chance, thinking that Shi Feixuan immediately leaned towards Wanwan's waist, raising her hands, the flute on Wanwan's waist has already been in Shi Feixuan's hands, but it is too late to breathe a sigh of relief, Wanwan But Wan suddenly grabbed Shi Feixuan's hand holding the jade flute.

"Wan..." before Shi Feixuan could call out, Wanwan's remaining hand had already tightly strangled Shi Feixuan's neck, and a strong smell of blood entered Shi Feixuan's nose.

Secretly exerting force with her hands, Shi Feixuan only felt that it was difficult to breathe, but Wanwan only wanted to kill the person in front of her who wanted to sneak attack her.

Concubine Shixuan gradually felt a little powerless, and the jade flute that I was holding in my hand also fell out of her hand because of being held by Wanwan and becoming weaker.

"Bangdang~"

The jade flute fell to the ground and broke into several pieces. In the jade flute, a small white strip of cloth fell off the wall of the flute. The cloth strip was very thin, so even if it was not on the front, the handwriting on the cloth strip was very clear.

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