The remnant soul flew slightly off the ground when the water ball landed. Anyone who didn't look carefully thought that it was walking. After all, the spiritual master who could fly was at least the spiritual master.

"Dong." A sound of landing came, and everyone looked at the source of the sound from the location of Yingyeyou Station just now. Yingyeyou's raised legs had not yet been put down, and the sound of landing was Qing Cong's. Yan Xun was also shocked when he saw this scene. Spiritual wise men were good at attacking from afar, and warriors were good at attacking in close proximity. Many warriors not only need to cultivate fighting spirit, but martial artists are also extremely important. Yan Xun's martial artists are not weak, but now watching Yingyeyou's movement, he is obviously a top master among martial artists.

"I must kill you today." Qing Cong exclaimed, then got up from the ground, condensed a magic ball in his hand and threw it at Ying Yeyou. Ying Yeyou dodged the magic ball in his body. "Ice Heaven and Earth." Seeing Ying Yeyou quickly dodged his magic ball attack, he used all his spiritual energy in his body and issued a spiritual skill. Bing Tian and Earth is a skill that Qing Cong is as talented as Qing Cong and can only use it by a senior spirit savant. The highest skill of the water-based high-level spirit savant.

Ying Yeyou looked at the ice needle that was rushing towards her. A trace of solemnity floated on her face, and her body moved quickly, but she still couldn't escape such dense ice needles. Some ice needles had already passed by Ying Yeyou, leaving wounds. Yan Xun raised his heart and was shocked when he saw this scene. He couldn't help but think more. Yan Xun flew over and thought to the front of Ying Yeyou.

"Yan Xun, don't come here, I can handle it." How could Ying Yeyou miss such a good opportunity to experience? She would not let Yan Xun intervene, so she would not let Yan Xun come to help her. When Yan Xun heard Ying Yeyou's words, he had to stop and stare at Ying Yeyou's eyes tightly.

She couldn't let Qing Cong call out her own monster, so she would lose this battle. She could only solve it with one knife, so that Qing Cong could avoid using something she was not good at, and she could seize the initiative for herself. A flash of ruthlessness in her eyes, and Ying Yeyou's lips raised a slight murderous smile.

When she flew to Qing Cong, the spiritist was not good at close-range attacks, so she had to close-range attacks. Qing Cong saw Ying Yeyou who suddenly appeared in front of him, so she was so scared that she took several steps back. Although Ying Yeyou was small, her strength was not to be underestimated. She hit Qing Cong's belly with an elbow.

He raised his feet, pressed his knees against Qing Cong's chin, and turned around, and a dagger suddenly appeared in his hand, passing Qing Cong. Qing Cong landed from the air along the parabola.

Ying Yeyou stood intact by the side of the remnant soul. Although this Qing Cong has high spiritual skills, he has not gained much practical experience. It is estimated that such strength is made of spiritual flowers and spirit grass piles, three words: without any effort.

Even though Ying Yeyou did not have spiritual skills and fighting spirit, she was a killer and mercenary who licked blood from the knife in her previous life, and she was a dead skill when she took action. With Qing Cong's previous words, he was already destined to die.

Seeing Qing Cong being quickly dealt with, everyone couldn't help but take a breath. Looking at Ying Yeyou's eyes were like looking at a monster. Is this still a girl of seven or eight years old? How could it be so cruel? Ying Yeyou raised her eyes and looked at the dagger in her hand, and the blade slowly bleeded.
Chapter completed!