In the sky above Guiwang peak, a purple soft sedan chair floated, and the elegant haze gauze hung all around the sedan chair.

The breeze blows, the purple gauze flies, that blows open the purple soft sedan chair, exposed a beautiful woman, the makeup on her face is also demon charm and gorgeous.

She reclined in the soft sedan chair. In addition to this woman, there were two beautiful young gentlemen sitting in the sedan chair, one of whom pinched her shoulder and the other beat her leg.

I really enjoy the happiness of all.

Cloud Qianyu is thinking, that soft car has been sliding to the top of the fifth peak at a very fast speed, and slowly fell down.

When the soft car stops, the first peak and the fifth peak both stop.

All saluted the woman leaning in the sedan chair.

"Yes, my Lord."

The woman in the soft sedan chair is ye qiuluan, the patriarch of lingyunzong. Ye qiuluan raises a pair of demonic black pupils and glances at the fifth peak.

Now the fifth peak, almost half of it, has been destroyed.

Inside the courtyard scenery has also been destroyed countless.

Ye qiuluan took a look and chuckled.

Although she was laughing, others felt creepy and scared.

The Lord is angry.

Mu Leng stream, the leader of the first peak, said quickly.

"Master, it's not the disciple who deliberately embarrasses the fifth peak. It's the younger martial sister who deliberately disobeys the master's clan rules that makes the disciple angry."

"Oh," ye qiuluan raised his eyes and looked at the first peak, the main Mu Leng stream.

Mu Lengxi said quickly: "the disciple got a definite news that the first person who was the first one of the younger martial sister's disciples was not a woman, but a man."

The fifth peak master mu Qingrao's face changed slightly and quickly came out to say.

"Master, it's impossible. Hua Qixue is a disciple of my family. She is a male or a female. I don't know where she heard the news. She's bloody. Please make a decision."

Mu Qingrao's drooping eyes are full of hate.

But not on his face.

Ye qiuluan, the patriarch of Lingyun clan, looked up at Muran River and mu Qingrao quickly, then slowly turned his eyes and looked at the flower weeping snow behind mu Qingrao.

The skin is white and beautiful, clean and clear, as if it does not dye other people's dust.

If such a person is a man, it really makes people want to get around.

Ye qiuluan chuckles, soft as if boneless voice slowly ring up.

"Is it not easy to know if she is a man or a woman?"

As soon as ye qiuluan's voice fell, she raised her hand steeply, and a strong purple aura spread out. As soon as she lifted the purple spiritual power, she turned it into countless ice blades and cut it straight to Hua Xiaoxue's body.

The clothes on the body of the flower weeping snow are as strong as the flying rain, floating in the air.

Many people's faces changed around.

The fifth peak peak master mu Qingrao's face was completely pale and shrieked: "master, do not."

She wants to fight back, but with her low-level blue spirit, she can't be the middle-level opponent of Ye qiuluan, the leader of Lingyun clan.

Although her blue spirit is not simple, she is just like an ant in ye qiuluan's eyes.

She completely does not take mu Qingrao's words in the eye.

Moreover, ye qiuluan releases a strong pressure, and the people around him can't move at all.

All people can only helplessly watch the patriarch's hand to cut the clothes of flower weeping snow.

The flower weeps the snow to want to move, but with his ability is unable to move.

Can only helplessly watch ye qiuluan cut his clothes with Lingli sharp blade.

At this moment, he only felt that he had suffered great humiliation, and his face was extremely ugly.

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