Bo Cixin raised her eyebrows slightly, with a faint light flowing in her eyes, and said with a slight chuckle in her voice: "That's not necessarily the case!"
"Seeking death."
Yuwenzhuang couldn't help but send the jade bone fan forward in his hand. At the same time, Bo Cixin gently pulled the evil poisonous silver wire in his hand. It was a very hard and excellent jade bone fan weapon.
In front of Du Yinsi, it was like cutting tofu with a knife, half of it was cut directly from the middle.
When Yuwenzhuang saw that his jade bone fan was suddenly cut in half, his face was shocked. His whole face was extremely ugly, and his eyes had a look of complete disbelief.
Bo Cixin didn't give him a chance to think at this time. She moved lightly, and the evil silver thread in her hand danced like running water, as if she was writing and continuously wrapped around his jade bone fan.[
She pressed forward step by step, causing Yuwenzhuang to step back repeatedly. After taking a few steps back, Bo stabbed his heart and stopped, pulling back the evil silver thread in his hand like a gust of wind.
The remaining half of the jade bone fan in Yuwenzhuang's hand only had the skeleton left at this time. The other fans were immediately separated from the skeleton. Moreover, the remaining skeleton was held in his hand and cleverly formed two
Words: Bastard!
"Tsk tsk
"you
He took out the soft sword from his waist. Although he later joined the Xiaoyao Sect, he did not waste the sword skills he had stolen from Shan Xixuan's father. He also had this soft sword at his fingertips.
Bo Cixin sneered at Yuwenzhuang who rushed over like crazy. She actually wanted to tell him that the soft sword in his hand was just as fragile as tofu in front of her evil silver thread.
.
Unfortunately, he was already in front of her, and he wanted to stab Bo Cixin in the heart with his sword. Bo Cixin waved the evil poison silver thread mercilessly, and the transparent evil poison silver thread glowed faintly in the sun.
, her hands moved very fast, cutting off the sword in Yuwenzhuang's hand piece by piece like cutting onions.
Before Yuwenzhuang could use any of the moves in the sword technique, his sword had only one hilt left. How could such a sword kill people?
The speed of his attack was so fast that Yuwenzhuang felt that the soft sword was inexplicably broken and fell down, disappearing in the blink of an eye. Then, with a slight movement of his hand, Bo Cixin entangled the evil poisonous silver thread around it.
on his neck.
An extremely cold air came when the poisonous silver wire wrapped around his neck. Yuwenzhuang couldn't help but feel chills running down his back, and his eyes were filled with panic as he looked at Bo Thorns Heart.
"Don't move around, otherwise
Bo Cixin's faint voice was extremely dull, but it spread in Yuwenzhuang's heart like a nightmare, expanding and expanding until fear completely enveloped his heart. Only then did he realize that he was really
I've offended the wrong person.
"Shh, don't talk
Yuwenzhuang was about to say something nice, but Bo Cixin didn't even raise her eyelids, as if she knew he was about to speak. Her eyes were hidden under her eyelashes, and the corner of her mouth twitched into an almost nonchalant sneer.