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1811. Chapter 1811 Deadly situation

It formed a large circle and surrounded Yue Qingqing in the middle. The weapon in his hand pointed directly at the vital points of Yue Qingqing's body. The awe-inspiring murderous intent burst out from their bodies, easily submerging Yue Qingqing.

"Girl!" Shangguan Lan and Shangguan Xing fell from the sky at this moment, and the momentum in their bodies was released in the blink of an eye.

This was not controlled by them independently, but was squeezed out under the murderous aura.

Shangguan Lan and Shangguan Xing are all other masters of the Shenxuan level. Under this murderous aura, the momentum in their bodies is uncontrollably released, let alone the sixth level of the Xuan Emperor Yue Qingqing?

However, she, the sixth level of Xuan Emperor, suppressed her face under the joint efforts of forty or fifty people who were above her, but her expression did not change at all.

Her body was straight, even though the cells in her body were shouting wildly, almost collapsed.

She held her breath tightly, gritted her teeth, not allowing her knees to bend. Even if it was a little bit, her self-esteem and pride would not be allowed.

Shangguan Lan and Shangguan Xing suddenly inserted, and most of the pressure that had fallen on her was separated by the two, but her eyebrows frowned.

The situation is even more serious than before.

Under this heavy and light, the difference between the front and back was too big, which made the flesh and blood cells in her body unable to get used to the transformation in a short period of time.

The bright red blood oozed out from the cracks of her teeth and flowed down the corners of her mouth.

But before it fell on the lapel of her clothes, the mysterious power she used to evaporate.

"Sister Lan, you and Sister Xing get out of the way!" Yue Qingqing finally took a breath and immediately spoke, "I can handle it."

Shangguan Lan and Shangguan Xing obviously didn't believe her words.

She is only the sixth level of Emperor Xuan, and this group of people will pick out one of them, and their strength is stronger than hers.

Dozens of peak Xuan Emperor masters, plus twenty or thirty other masters of the Emperor level, and sporadic Xuan Shen level masters. Even if they were added, they could not handle it, let alone Yue Qingqing was alone?

"Believe me, I won't have anything to do, Duanmuchen is looking at me." Yue gently twisted her gaze and collided with the breathtaking gaze that was thousands of meters away. Her red lips naturally curved, and the coldness between the eyebrows also faded a little.

Shangguan Lan followed Shangguan Xing and looked along her gaze. After seeing the extraordinary figure, her heart that had been hanging down was relieved.

Since there is that man here, the girl will never be in danger of life.

"Hey, I'll say you old ghosts, you are so old that you are actually besieging a junior. If you spread it, you are not afraid of others' ridicule. You're really getting more and more alive." Shangguan Lan's eyes glanced back and forth at the masters of Shenxuan and the peak masters of Emperor Zun, with a look of contempt.

"If the leader Shangguan can't stand it, he can join forces with this little guy to deal with us. We won't mind." A white-haired old man replied indifferently.

If it were the usual, if Shangguan Lan would have squeezed the money like this, these people would have long since touched their noses and scattered.

But now they all chose not to give in. Did they really realize Yue's gentle threat?

Or are there other factors in it?

Yue subconsciously swept towards their wrists with a gentle gaze. The old man who had made a sound had his pupils shrank, and his mysterious power swung, his sleeves slid down, covering all his thin hands.
Chapter completed!
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