"What a young couple! I really don't know what your sister thought when she saw this scene!" Feng Youming looked at An Xiaoyou with no good intentions...
"An Qu'er?" An Xiaoyou cursed angrily, "This bitch hurt Miao Xi, and I haven't settled the score with her yet!"
[Whoosh--] Something like a hidden weapon flew towards An Xiaoyou, it was a silver needle!
Ying Zexia had sharp eyes, stood on tiptoes, hugged An Qu'er and moved away.
At this moment, Feng Youming used illusion to summon his sword, reached out to take the sword, and slashed the sword at the two unprepared people...
"Little guy, be careful!" Ying Zexia turned around and held her tightly in his arms. The sharp sword cut his arm, and blood trickled out of his arm. The sharp sword successfully pierced the wound.
His school uniform cut his arm...
An Xiaoyou looked at Ying Zexia's arm and felt an indescribable feeling in her heart...
An Xiaoyou swung the whip and struck Feng Youming all over his body, and quickly trapped his sharp sword with the whip. An Xiaoyou quickly flicked the whip, and the sword hit the ancient tree behind!
An Xiaoyou hit Feng Youming's chest with a palm, and a strong purple light passed through Feng Youming's chest.
An Xiaoyou quickly transformed into a bright light, accompanied by strong wind, penetrating into Feng Youming's chest...
Xiaoyou stood on the flat ground. When he regained his footing, Feng Youming had been seriously injured and fell on the lawn. An Xiaoyou quickly surrounded his whole body with illusions. After a few circles of purple illusions, Feng Youming quickly
It turned into a shining purple rope that tied him tightly!