As soon as he finished speaking, the cold-glowing sky silk came out from the fan, penetrated the air very quickly, and reflected the icy cold light under the setting sun. The hair needle as thin as a hair passed through the neck of the man in black, and the man in black stared.
Believing his eyes fell back, he saw a drop of black blood on the neck of the man in black.
Ling Yiran frowned. If he saw it correctly, the silver thread in the sky was sky silk. How could Yi Shuihan have sky silk?
The hair needle didn't stick to the blood, and it was retracted very quickly, and flew towards another man in black. The hair needle seemed to have eyes, stabbing each man in black accurately.
The man in black had already realized how powerful the people on the tree were, and several black figures flew up and stabbed Yi Shuihan with their swords.
Yi Shuihan looked at the man in black flying over in shock. Can he jump so high? Could it be that the gravity of this time and space has decreased? He retracted his fan with a swish sound and ran away! [
As soon as Yi Shuihan fell to the ground, a large number of men in black came to kill her. She thought that she could not survive alone, so she should go up into the wind!
Suddenly, Yi Shuihan smiled coldly, and the aura in his body became strange, as if he was a seducer from hell.
A ray of cold light struck, and Yi Shuihan smiled, showing no intention of dodging.
Just when the man in black holding the sword thought he had killed the man in red, the man in red disappeared like a ghost, and the sword struck the air.
Disappeared? Was the man in red a human or a ghost? The man in black suddenly felt a chill rising from his back.
"Are you looking for me?" Yi Shuihan chuckled softly from behind the man in black. She specializes in ninjutsu.
The slender white hands had already pinched the neck of the man in black, and there was a faint sound of bone fractures.
"Greetings to God for me." Yi Shuihan let go of his hand, and the man in black fell straight down.
Yi Shuihan cut through thorns and stabbed all the way, and men in black fell down wherever he passed.
Yi Shuihan came to Ling Yiran, glanced at him, and said suavely: "Rabbit, you have won a lot of prizes. You got all the prizes today."
"Shut up!" Ling Yiran said coldly, raised his sword, and sealed his throat with one sword. Another man in black fell down.
After a while, a large area of the man in black had fallen down, with blood and flesh flying everywhere. The ground was covered with blood and filled with a strong smell of blood, just like a Shura field.
Suddenly, the sky became dark, the wind and clouds rolled in, and another murderous aura approached. Someone came.
Yi Shuihan's whole body was alert. He was an enemy, not a friend. Daqing was dragged here by a gang. He threw himself on the street. If he had known that he would run away, she had just regained her life. She didn't want to lose it so soon! Ling Yiran's that guy.
If the reinforcements don't come, she will really be doomed.
Ling Yiran couldn't help but clenched the sword in his hand. Very good, great! I want to kill him!
Yi Shuihan said angrily: "Ling Yiran, who did you offend?"
Ling Yiran said coolly: "My existence offends them."
Yi Shuihan cursed: "Then you really deserve to die!"
Ling Yiran smiled bitterly and said: "Shui Han, their target is me. If you have a chance, leave quickly." [
Yi Shuihan said angrily: "You think I don't want to leave, if I could, I would have left long ago!"
Ling Yiran apologized: "I'm sorry for causing trouble for you."
Yi Shuihan didn't appreciate it, "Humph, what's the use of talking about this? If I die, I won't let you go even if I become a ghost!"
Ling Yiran suddenly smiled with relief, not caring about the dangers at this moment, and said jokingly: "If you die, I will die with you."