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863. Harm 7

If a person enters such a bad state, he will die in this place without finding any in and out of the incense stick.

Suddenly, a howling sound came from Yuwen Luoshuang, and then she quickly dodged to the side. As the sound fell, a dart fell to the ground in an instant. Soon, many darts suddenly flew towards her direction.

Yuwen Luoshuang, who jumped to the ground, instantly knocked the darts to the ground with the soft sword in her hand. When the darts fell to the ground, more darts flew towards her. This time, they shot straight from four directions, leaving her without a place to dodge.

As soon as he said that, Yuwen Luoshuang quickly summoned the surrounding plants, so when the darts were about to hit her, they blocked the summoned plants to the ground.

As soon as he inhaled, Yuwen Luoshuang summoned the plants to leave. In an instant, the cold air in the hall became even colder. Yuwen Luoshuang hugged her arm in discomfort. Such coldness could pierce her bones. At the same time, she also heard the knocking sound from outside the hall. Thinking about the soldiers guarding outside discovered something abnormal.

The moment Yuwen Luoshuang came back to her senses, she raised her eyebrows and saw a figure standing in front of her. The figure was wearing fiery red clothes and looked very strange.

"I think you are still capable."

After saying that, the Queen of the West Palace summoned the resentful spirits hidden beside her, but after seeing the soft black-haired sword in Yuwen Luoshuang's hand, the enemy hid behind the Queen of the West Palace, as if they were afraid of something strange.

The Queen of Xigong sneered coldly, and then sacrificed the scimitar in her hand. This scimitar was her magic weapon, but it had not been used for a long time. Therefore, when it was taken out, the entire hall suddenly shone, but it became dark in an instant.

"I don't have the ability. I think my sword is of little use."

In an instant, Yuwen Luoshuang picked up the soft black-haired sword and drew a few randomly in the air. Suddenly, a sound similar to tearing sound came out in the air. The pain made the arrogant spirits on the side screamed in grief.

The rumored unbreakable Sumeru environment was easily cracked by Yuwen Luoshuang. When she raised her eyebrows, she saw Feng Xinglang standing opposite her, and was standing in front of her in the same posture. The soft black-haired sword in their hands emitted a shining light as if it was summoned, which instantly scared the resentful spirits back.

"Why are you here?"

Feng Xinglang looked at Yuwen Luoshuang with a dull face, whose palm was scratched, and his eyes sank slightly.

"I'm just here to see, the one who damaged my bouquet."

While speaking, Yuwen Luoshuang quickly packed up the soft black hair sword in her hand. She had sharp eyes and found that the scenes in front of her seemed familiar. When she was about to turn around, she saw the queen's graceful figure at some point, but the woman's appearance was not the queen at all.
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