Although the woman's face was covered, Ling Yan recognized it. She was the girl from Guixin Hall who was disguised as a disciple of Changsheng Hall that day!
Ling Yan will never forget those seemingly indifferent eyes.
"Long time no see, boy, it looks like you're doing well! Humph! Give it to me quickly, that thing should still be on your chest!" Yue Meng gently raised her slender hand, "Clang"
' With a sound, two cold lights flickered from her fingertips.
Two crescent-shaped daggers glowing with colorful lights...
Spiritual weapon dagger!!
Moreover, the woman's hands are like two small snakes, extremely dexterous, and can control the spiritual weapon so skillfully. How strong must this woman be?
"I thought you would just disappear, but I never expected you to come so soon!" Ling Yan looked at Yue Meng expressionlessly, and his pupils separated slightly and began to look to the side.
This is a mountain trail. If you go downhill, you will run. The rising gravity will slow down your running speed. You will definitely not be able to run. And not far away is a crack. Rumor has it that it was a big earthquake that destroyed the world a few years ago.
The product of the place, and on the other side, is a dense forest... It's not possible to run towards that.
Speed is no match for the ghostly beings like Gui Xintang, so he can only fight hard. If he dies, although he can be resurrected, he is afraid that the "Phantom Dragon Art" and the anti-weather elixir will be robbed.
This guy 'Phantom Dragon' actually went into seclusion at this time...
Ling Yan could only say he was helpless.
"Your hand was seriously injured that day. Of course, it will take a few days to recover. Your strength is not too high. I guess you have some rare treasures on your body!" Yue Meng's eyes gradually became cold, as if she was looking at a prey.
Generally speaking, he walked toward Ling Yan quietly with steps as fast as a cat's glance.
"You want to kill me??"
Ling Yan's hand on the bag was already holding the hilt of the Aofeng Green Light Sword.
"Only a dead person will hand over his things obediently! Besides, you seem to have something good, haha, I won't be polite!"
Yue Meng turned the dagger with her slender jade fingers, and her lips under the scarf squirmed slightly. Then, her legs exerted force, and in an instant, she appeared in front of Ling Yan.
scandium!
Colorful rays of light shine in all directions.
clang!!
Ling Yan stared closely at the daggers in Yue Meng's hands and struck the Aofeng Qingguang Sword fiercely.
Use all the powerful physical power to directly repel Yue Meng in front of you.
"Huh?" Yue Meng was surprised, and she jumped back a few times. Her body was clear and her feet were steady as she landed on the ground. Her beautiful autumn eyes stared at the sword in Ling Yan's hand.
"This weapon?? Humph! Not bad! Not bad!!"
This sentence seemed unintentional, but it made Ling Yan feel an inexplicable anger in his heart. He threw the sword in his hand, leaped with both feet, mobilized his energy, and attached it to the sword.
Whoosh!
Three rays of sword energy rose up and flew towards Yue Meng's face like crazy.
"Hmph! A little trick!"
Yue Meng stood there motionless, not even raising her hand.
Clang clang clang!
The three sword energies collided with Yue Meng's eyes, as if they were blocked by an invisible wall, and were directly knocked away.
But when Yue Meng turned her attention to Ling Yan again, she unexpectedly discovered that Ling Yan had disappeared...
"What?"
Yue Meng was surprised and quickly turned back.
"You bitch, are you trying to kill me again and again?"
Somehow, Ling Yan had already dodged towards Yue Meng, raised his sword and stabbed straight into Yue Meng's back.
From issuing the sword energy to linking to the sneak attack, it was completely completed within one second. Ling Yan's speed was no worse than the people of Guixintang.
Yue Meng panicked and hurriedly swung her daggers backwards. All the protective aura was mobilized by Yue Meng to the front. Even though there was one behind her, she was probably unable to defend against the spiritual sword - Aofeng Qingguang Sword.
clang!
Although Yue Mengren turned around, his hands could be bent into a strange arc, and he blocked Ling Yan's stunning sword by relying on his feeling.
"Boy, you're looking for death!" Blocking the attack, Yue Meng
