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638. Chapter 638 Warlock Showdown 3

When the words were finished, Li Yunqing's toes moved slightly and flashed to Yue Liuhua at a speed that was less clear than others.

"Ba"

A crisp slap sounded, a gust of wind blew, driving three thousand black hairs, and she instantly returned to the spot.

Baili Yi's eyebrows moved, his body was as tall as a jade tree, and he silently stared at Li Yunqing. Her strength was already at its peak.

Yue Liuhua was directly slapped by this slap, her face full of disbelief. She couldn't react just now, so she was succeeded by Li Yunqing?

He was so angry that he pointed at Li Yunqing with his right finger tremblingly, and covered his beautiful face with his left hand, with messy makeup, "You... dare you hit me?"

No one in this world dares to touch her, because the person who provokes her will have only one word of fate, that is death.

Li Yunqing bent his mouth and said, "It's you who hit me, put your mouth cleanly! Otherwise - kill you!"

"Do you have a chance of winning? She is a warlock, so let me leave it here." Baili Yi raised his eyes, and a crazy look flashed through her.

Li Yunqing turned around and stood still, and smiled slightly: "Your Highness just woke up, so there is no need for you to do it. I will not lose to her, even if she is a warlock."

"Oh? It's up to you?" Yue Liuhua smiled evilly, with disdain in her eyes. "Little mortal, even if she has the spiritual power inherited by the young master? As long as your spiritual source has not yet awakened, you are no match for me.

"It's up to me! It's enough." Li Yunqing raised his eyes and looked straight, his momentum was not at all inferior.

"Over your ability!" Yue Liuhua gritted her teeth and said that she was actually underestimated by a mortal, which was a huge shame.

A red light flashed out of the soles of his feet, and the talisman array with strange symbols gradually expanded. The strong wind blew up a hair, blew off the jade hairpin on his bun, and his black hair was flying wildly with its teeth and claws.

Those eyes that had always been charming were even more attractive at this moment.

Li Yunqing did not give in at all, and his internal strength burst out, his face as cold as snow.

Baili Yi has regulated his breath and has also resisted his internal strength.

Three powerful momentums intersected in the air, fighting against each other, and everything in the house was destroyed.

Li Yunqing glanced at Baili Yi from the corner of his eyes. Seeing his face slightly pale, he knew in his heart that he had not yet recovered, he would not be able to withstand such a strong momentum.

"I am worthy of being one of the three high priests of Chongjiabao, and I underestimate you."

Yue Liuhua smiled like a fox, with a proud look in her eyes: "It's still time for you to beg for mercy now. If I take serious action later, you will all die!"

The word "death" has not been vomited yet.

Li Yunqing's eyes flashed, and the white shadow suddenly moved. Before Yue Liuhua could wake up, she saw a sharp blade pointing directly to the tip of her throat.

The sword was like a wave of wind and waves, and the speed seemed to be in the blink of an eye. The Mo Tong, who flashed in front of him and looked at Hong Tong, was cold and heartless.

At that moment, Baili Yi's eyes moved.

Yue Liuhua raised her eyes and saw the thrilling attack. In that moment, her soul trembled, and the talisman array that condensed to halfway was destroyed and the red light dissipated.

She was backfired by magic and was shocked out of the door, hitting a withered peach tree.

With a cough, Yue Liuhua covered her chest and vomited a large piece of blood.

Seeing Li Yunqing rushing out of the room, she shouted angrily: "You treacherous villain..."
Chapter completed!
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