The Fire Feather Sword in Leng Mei's hand has always cut iron like clay, and because the weapon is born with heavenly fire, ordinary weapons will either melt or be scorched by the heat. But the crossed double sticks of Longmu not only withstood the Fire Feather
The sword's attack, even at the point of contact, the sky fire cannot burn and spread.
What kind of ghost weapon is this? How can it be so evil? Leng Mei frowned, and soon the sword moved towards Longmu like a torrential river.
She is good at turning boxing skills into sword skills. Recently, she and Chu Lian learned the powerful fighting skills of Canghai Fantasy Emperor, and her momentum became more and more awe-inspiring like a phoenix dancing in the sky.
Long Mu over there snorted coldly, and the double sticks in his hands were like dragons coming out of the water, making them like two gray-black whirlwinds, rushing towards Leng Mei. Leng Mei only felt that she was surrounded by an unpleasant fishy smell, and she was stunned when she smelled it.
She wanted to vomit. But the dragon in front of her looked as ferocious as an evil ghost, with scarlet eyes, as if she wanted to eat her.
She snorted, simply held her breath, and used phantom energy to purify the air around her.
The two of them fought together, fighting faster and faster. In the end, everyone saw only a ball of colorful phantom air and a ball of thick gray phantom air, strangled and separated, separated and then rushed forward to strangle...
The expressions of the mercenaries who had been insulting Leng Mei just now were completely different now. They had never seen a person go through a hundred moves under Longmu, and now the two people fighting in the field had completely changed.
There have been more than one or two hundred moves. There is still no winner.
Huangfu Yunhui looked at the other side's camp and saw that the few mercenaries in the northwest did not seem to be from the Longxiao Corps. Because each of their faces showed ridicule and ridicule to the mercenaries on the Longmu side.
Huangfu Yunhui gently pulled the corner of Huangfu Rongzhi's clothes: "These mercenaries seem to be divided into several factions. As long as sister Meier can defeat that Long Mu, these people will definitely fall apart."
Huangfu Rongzhi frowned, with worry on his face: "But have you noticed that Longmu's cultivation level has also reached Xuan level and above, plus the power of the monster Xuan crystal in his body has been transformed into his own power, Meier has been able to
I’m not completely sure of killing him yet.”
Huangfu Yunhui looked at the field. Sure enough, Leng Mei and Long Mu were defending and attacking. Long Mu had the advantage in terms of momentum, while Leng Mei seemed to be taking her time.
Huangfu Yunhui's heart tightened: "What are Mei'er waiting for? I hope I won't lose."
"How is it possible!" Regarding this point, Huangfu Rongzhi completely believed that Leng Mei would win.
In the field, Longmu launched another attack. This time, he had fully developed his fighting skills, and the thick black murderous aura was like a tornado, rushing towards Leng Mei at the speed of light.
Leng Mei's eyes flashed, and a sneer flashed across her clear water eyes. This is the time!
She shouted loudly, no longer retaining the Fire Feather Sword in her hand, and flew up a fire dragon several feet long and flew towards the thick gray phantom energy of the dragon's eyes.
"Haha... little girl, this is the move back and forth, are you tired of it?" Long Mu laughed arrogantly.
Leng Meiren was in mid-air, ignoring his ridicule. In the light of the fire, she gave a loud shout, and her whole body actually got into the fire dragon.
"Ice Jade Fierce Palm!" As she shouted, the fire dragon's flames instantly turned into a tangible substance and struck heavily on the dragon's eyes.
The swordsmanship plus the power of the sky fire of the Fire Feather Sword, plus the palm power of the Ice Jade Fierce Palm, doubled the strength. With the overwhelming advantage, Long Mu finally showed deep fear in his eyes.
