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1575. Chapter 1575 Fighting

Their wrists turned and their half-closed eyes suddenly opened.

Without their introduction, Yue Qingqing already knew their identities.

Isn't the yellow eyes telling everything?

"Miss Qing, can you tell me how you offended the people of this family?" Jimo did not tell the other party's identity, and the smile on his face became even more sluggish.

offend?

Yue smiled coldly.

From beginning to end, has she taken the initiative to offend anyone?

Are they all coveted for no reason, chased for no reason, and plotted for no reason?

"Maybe my existence is their biggest threat."

Jimo's eyes were striking strangely. He had never thought that Yue Qingqing would answer him, and the answer was damn accurate. If it weren't for her uncertain tone, he would have almost thought that Yue Qingqing had known any secrets she shouldn't have known.

Yue Qing's steps only paused for a moment, and then continued to walk forward slowly, with red lips pursed and squinted.

The person who blocked her knees bent slightly, without any words, shot towards her neatly.

The artifact fragments are still sleeping and have not woken up, so use the fusion power.

Perhaps, many people already know the power of fusion she possesses, so there is no need to hide it anymore.

Her hand was slightly lifted, and the fusion gradually emerged on her palm.

It was not a long sword, but a dagger, her favorite and most advantageous weapon.

At this time, the other party was already close to her, and five people continued to attack her, while the other five people flew in all directions and disappeared into the void.

Invisibility?

A silver-white protective shield appeared around Yue gently to prevent those who disappeared from appearing and attacking her out of thin air.

At the same time, she took steps, and her slender figure became illusory in the blink of an eye. Her speed had already been used to the extreme. In a small space, she was full of her afterimages.

The five people who rushed forward had clear goals, but they didn't expect that when the sword tip was about to stab the moon gently last night, this situation occurred, and their attack steps were instantly disrupted.

Is this the speed that Xuanhuang has at the eighth level?

How could it be so fast that even their mental power could not catch up?

They had to scatter around, and even those who had hidden themselves in unknown ways were revealed one by one.

All they attacked were afterimages.

"Here, the person you are looking for, here!"

Jimo, who was watching the battle on the side, suddenly made a sound. His fingers moved, and he would condense a small ball of it when he kept rolling in the air, and then his fingers bounced.

"Bang"

With a light sound, the ashes fell on Yue Qingqing very accurately and circled around her.

Yue Qingqing's figure was exposed to everyone's sight. The people found the target again and immediately followed the previous attack formation and rushed towards Yue Qingqing.

Yue glanced at Jimo and took another step.

"Here!" "Here!" "Also here!" Jimo's voice never fell.

With his constant guidance, someone finally caught up with Yue Qingqing and stabbed her chest very accurately.

"Sharp"
Chapter completed!
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