As long as you shout, you can use my power at will.
Ye Hailan clenched his fists and had a splitting headache. Under the ring, Ximen Xue's shrill screams made people upset. Hailan looked at Mo Xuan fiercely, as if he wanted to gouge her out.
Mo Xuan's back was straight, his clothes were fluttering, he stood upright, he was a woman, and he had no regrets. He was clearly a woman, but he was so stubborn. Hatred seeped into his bones bit by bit. In his consciousness, the blue-haired young man quietly
Watching her quietly, as long as she shouts, she can use his power at will. Perhaps, she can defeat Ximen Moxuan, she can kill him and avenge her brother.
"If I use you, where is Feng Feili?" Her consciousness was talking to the young man. She knew that it was Xuanyuan Sword, Feng Feili's Xuanyuan Sword. The power of these people's weapons was far beyond the peak of magic and fighting spirit.
Above, if there is no main weapon...the consequences will be disastrous.
"Death!" Xuanyuan uttered one word, and the coldness was like ice entering her bones, freezing her bones, and a piece of ice seemed to have fallen on her heart.
To die? To die tragically like the third brother?
Her fingertips suddenly trembled. She died and disappeared into ashes. Is there no such person in the world anymore?
There is a subtle communication between the main weapon and the master's soul. Hailan's strong murderous aura awakens the desire for power in his heart. This desire awakens Xuanyuan Sword alive. When the master's consciousness reaches a peak, Xuanyuan Sword feels the same way.
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The murderous aura in her body did not diminish, but became stronger. Suddenly, the Xuanyuan Sword broke away from Feng Feili's consciousness and appeared in the mid-air between them. As long as Ye Hailan called, the Xuanyuan Sword returned to her hand. It was her main weapon.
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Feng Feili's eyes were deep, there was no doubt that he lost this round.
He has never seen Hailan like this, whether in the past life or in this life. He has never seen her hatred that seems to destroy the world. Ye Haifan's death shattered all the taboos and defenses in her heart and aroused her
The deepest hatred in my heart.
He lost!
Feng Feili closed her eyes slightly, hiding the self-mockery and pain in her eyes.
In her previous life, the most important people to her were Liya and Wentian, and she could sacrifice him for them.
In this life, the most important person to her is Ye Haifan, and for him, she will completely sacrifice him.
Hailan would never take him into consideration in any decision she made. He was used to being always second in her heart, and was used to being abandoned by her at any time. This habit was actually deeply ingrained.
He sneered, he was really crazy to let this little thing ruin him again and again, and he gave his heart in vain, but she didn't cherish it.
How could she bear the thought of Ye Haifan dying in front of her? With such overwhelming hatred, what else could she think about? She was afraid that she would be swallowed up by the hatred and no one would care.
Even if he did everything he could to protect her, even if he suffered the pain of reincarnation just to go through life and death on her behalf, even if he paved a healthy road with his blood, sweat, and even his body, just to prevent her from walking like that.
She doesn't care if it's hard work.
He has been a fool with wishful thinking for thousands of years, but he still has no regrets even though he knows it is just a mirror image. Who among the fools in the world would he choose over him?
He had a hunch that Xuanyuan Sword should be returned to her hands.
It's time for her memory to slowly recover.
Then……
He will lose all his chips.
Riya, you are cruel enough.
The Xuanyuan Sword was screaming, and the sound shook the hearts and souls of people in both the realms of gods and demons.
Xuanyuan Sword, a full series of artifacts, ranks second in attack power, first in defense, first in auxiliary power, and first in recovery among all artifacts. The power of primary, intermediate and other artifacts is almost the same. However, advanced
Liberation and Peak Liberation can be tripled. Within the same recovery time, other artifacts can release Peak Liberation once, and Xuanyuan Sword can release Peak Liberation three times.
Abao's face turned pale from nervousness, and Hailan had a flame of revenge in her heart. No one could extinguish it except herself. He could not stop her, nor could he stop the Xuanyuan Sword from leaving Feng Feili, nor could he stop Hailan from getting the Xuanyuan Sword back.
Xuanyuan Sword's cry became more and more intense and high-pitched. The sharp and lonely sound that had lasted for thousands of years sought the comfort of its master.
Ye Hailan opened his hand towards Xuanyuan Sword, and Abao had closed his eyes in despair.
They lost.
Feng Feili looked at her silhouette calmly. The Xuanyuan Sword cut through the sky and stood quietly in her hand. Ye Hailan closed his eyes, suddenly fluttered his sleeves and shook open the Xuanyuan Sword. This result was beyond everyone's expectations.
Feng Feili looked at her in shock.
Ye Hailan glanced at Xuanyuan Jian, turned around, stepped off the stage, and gritted his teeth.
Nalanyi's eyes flashed with a hint of evil.
Sunny breathed a sigh of relief unconsciously.
Ye Haiyan stared at her angrily, how could it be possible? It was only one step away, just one step away from success...
Ye Hailan left in a hurry. She couldn't stay in this arena anymore, and she couldn't stand watching this game anymore. She just wanted to escape. Feng Feili looked at her retreating back, clenched her fists, and he
He wanted to rush over, hug her, and heal the pain in her heart, but at this moment, he could do nothing.
Mo Xuan turned his head and looked at Nalan Yi coldly, "Who comes on stage?"
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On the streets of the Holy Capital, everyone only saw a woman in white running past. She seemed to be running with all her life, incredibly fast. If she had run slower, everyone could see the unbridled tears on her face.
She ran aimlessly from the magic academy all the way out of the city gate, just wanting to relieve the pain, hatred, powerlessness, helplessness, decadence, pain, despair... all the negative emotions rushed up and annihilated her.
She cried so hard that she could do nothing but cry. She could do nothing. She watched Ye Haifan die. She could take revenge, but she couldn't do anything. She had to give up, she had to give up...
The feeling of powerlessness and despair was so strong that it almost overwhelmed her.
She cried wildly and ran wildly. At this moment, everyone's mind was on the competition. Who would care whether she was sad or not? Who would care why she gave up the Xuanyuan Sword.
She didn't know where she had run. The clothes in front of her were wet with sweat and tears. She finally couldn't run anymore and fell to her knees. She was injured and supported on the ground...and suddenly raised her head.