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Chapter 1933: The explosion hit the face 23

Gu Yi was getting more and more difficult, and his eyes kept looking around, trying to find a way to change the status quo, but what made him desperate was that in the entire battlefield, he could not find any opportunity to reverse. Look &1t;>

The army of the Twelve Halls has long been broken, and they are originally disciples of the eleven halls. Don’t talk about tacit understanding with each other. There are many hatreds between them, let alone cooperation. How can the army of the Twelve Halls withstand the well-trained Iron Blood?

The burning of incense that Jun Wuxie had prevented before had a huge impact on the hall masters of each hall. As time goes by, their spiritual power has passed more and more, and some have even fallen into the silver spirit...

Everything is so tragic that it is unbearable to look at it.

Who would have thought that just a girl could force the Twelve Palaces to this point?

Gu Yi gritted his teeth and held on, but was beaten to the ground by Jun Wuxie's vine. He vomited blood and buzzed in his mind...

Jun Wuxie shook the vine weaving in the air, and the vine weaving immediately turned into a sharp sword. The purple spiritual power was instantly poured onto the sharp sword, and she stabbed Gu Yi's chest suddenly!

Gu Yi widened his eyes, and it was too late to avoid it.

Just a second before Jun Wuxie took Gu Yi's life, a slender figure suddenly rushed to Gu Yi!

A sharp sword covered with purple aura pierced through the thin little figure with one sword.

Jun Wuxie looked at Gu Xinyan who suddenly rushed out to block a sword for Gu Yi. The murderous intent in his eyes faded away in an instant, and was replaced by shock.

Why is it still her?

"Yan'er!" Gu Yiyan's heart suddenly felt aroused when she saw her daughter blocking a sword for her.

Bright red blood gushed out from Gu Xinyan's wound. Jun Wuxie's sword was carrying the power to kill Gu Yi with one blow. It was not only very fast, but also contained extremely strong spiritual power. The sword directly stabbed Gu Xinyan's chest, and a strange blood-colored flower bloomed in Gu Xinyan's heart.

"Jun Wu... let him go..." A drop of blood oozed from the corner of Gu Xinyan's mouth, and she grabbed her brows in pain. It was not until the moment the murderous intent in Jun Wuxie's eyes faded that she could see clearly that those eyes were so familiar. Since Yunjian Academy left, many times, the owner of these eyes appeared in her dream.

How could she forget?

Jun Wuxie's hand holding the sword shook slightly.

Teng Meng, who turned into a sharp sword, quickly took it back.

Drops of blood spilled all over the floor.

Jun Wuxie was slightly stunned, looking at Gu Xinyan who had lost her support and fell in a pool of blood.

She never thought of killing Gu Xinyan, nor did she think of hurting Gu Xinyan. Even though she was born in the Blood Evil Palace, when she was in Yunjian Academy, Jun Wuxie felt that Gu Xinyan's nature was not bad. For this reason, she had asked Feiyan to verify that there was no sin that Gu Xinyan had committed in the information collected by Zhulong Palace.

But……

She obviously didn't want to hurt anyone the most, but she was hurt by her unintentionally.

What surprised Jun Wuxie even more was that she did not see hatred in Gu Xinyan's eyes, but was deeply disappointed.

"Yan'er! Yan'er!" Gu Yi looked at Gu Xinyan with tears in his eyes, his hands dyed with Gu Xinyan's blood, and his eyes instantly red, and he rushed towards Jun Wuxie regardless of everything.

Jun Wuxie immediately stepped back and dodged, but at the moment of dodging, she suddenly felt a powerful force rushing towards her back!
Chapter completed!
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