The palm of his hand turned black, and the gradually gathering air flow was black and reddish, and he pushed his palms towards Hua Wuxin several times.

Osteotoxic!

When Hua Wuxin saw him, she let out a cry in her heart. She didn't expect Xuanyuan Moxie to be so unkempt, so don't blame him for being ruthless.

His eyes darkened, his fingers jumped at a speed invisible to the naked eye, and strings of notes rose into the sky.

The sound of the flute danced, and a giant dragon flew around Hua Wuxin, its huge and majestic body hovering.

At the same time, the Poison Palm approached quickly, and the illusory shadow came through the wind. The dragon's mouth suddenly opened, and the wind of the Poison Palm was immediately swallowed up.

Hua Wuxin frowned and looked at Xuanyuan Moxie, who was wearing a cold look, with murderous eyes. The speed of his fingertips was actually faster than before.

The giant dragon stopped circling, and instead swung its body, split the air with a swish of its tail, and hit Xuanyuan Moye.

Although the dragon tail is huge, it is extremely fast.

The moment the dragon's tail swung past, Xuanyuan Moxie tightened his fingers, and his figure suddenly transformed to the other side.

Just as it stopped, the dragon's tail flew over instantly and flashed again.

After several movements, the dragon's tail flew across, but Xuanyuan Moxie was not hurt, but the slight sweat on his back also proved that this lightning-like dodge took a lot of effort on his part.

Veins popped out on his forehead, big beads of sweat slowly slid down, Hua Wuxin's fingers moved faster and faster, and the sound of the flute fluted up and down unpredictably.

The dragon is getting bigger and bigger, and its posture is getting more and more ferocious.

The murderous aura was everywhere, soaring straight into the sky.

A thunderbolt pierced the sky, and there was a loud "boom~" sound, and heavy rain poured down.

Midsummer in Qinglong Kingdom is always stormy, but for a moment, the sky and the earth are completely blurred, and the rain curtain completely blocks the view.

The black robe was completely soaked and clung tightly to Xuanyuan Moye's tall figure, tracing out sexy and strong lines.

The breath is cold and the rain turns to ice.

On the other side, the sound of the flute was flying, Hua Wuxin's hair was no longer flying, and the rain pattered on her face, sticking her hair to her ears.

This kind of weather should be miserable, but the black one is still ferocious, and the white one is still handsome.

Lightning flashed and thunder roared, and the murderous intent became more and more rampant.

Xuanyuan Moxie's sweat had been completely faded by the rain. He had long sleeves to protect the painting in his hand, fearing that even a little bit would be stained by the rain.

The poisonous palms continued, the black shadow swayed, and at the moment when the dragon's tail swept again, the black cyclone suddenly transformed into a ferocious demon with teeth and claws.

Dragons circle and demons fly.

Seeing this, Hua Wuxin twitched the corners of her lips almost invisible, closed her eyes and sneered.

Jing'er, forgive me for not being able to keep my original promise. You won't hate me now, right?

As soon as the thought flashed, the white light around him suddenly lit up, and the flickering night was illuminated by this light as bright as day.

The fingertips flew, and the low voice turned into a murderous aura. The dragon suddenly transformed into countless white cranes, with sharp red beaks and sharp claws.

The white crane soared into the sky, and as soon as it reached the sky, it suddenly reflected back down, approaching Xuanyuan Moxie.

Xuanyuan Moxie was startled, looking at the vague white shadow in the rain, his face became more and more livid, it seemed that he also had the intention of killing.

Well, this is the day he wants.

Back then, the woman asked them not to fight each other before she died. This promise has been kept for thousands of years. Today, she can finally vent her hatred.
Chapter completed!