With a "clang" sound, the Fire Feather Sword slashed hard on Longmu's double sticks, making a heart-shaking sound.
Leng Mei had no expression on her face as she pressed down the Fire Feather Sword little by little. A large amount of cold sweat broke out on Longmu's forehead, and the double sticks in his hands desperately resisted the Fire Feather Sword in front of him.
At this time, the flames of the Fire Feather Sword had turned from red to white, and the Ice Jade Fierce Palms were constantly firing, causing his double sticks to gradually condense with frost, and then cracked inch by inch.
Longmu's men were so shocked that they couldn't speak. Longmu's sticks are weapons that are said to be forged from meteorite iron in the Tianshan Mountains. Although they are just two inconspicuous sticks, they are difficult to cut with any magic weapon. It can be said that
It will never rust when exposed to water, and it will never melt when exposed to fire. But what is going on right now?
Leng Mei's Fire Feather Sword was actually fused with the Ice Jade Fierce Palm, which had completely opposite properties. It shattered Longmu's weapon bit by bit, and he was about to be completely defeated in the confrontation with the phantom energy.
"What should I do?... This woman... is too scary..." Longmu's men began to talk in panic.
"Yes, yes! What should we do? The boss is going to lose."
"This Huangfu Lengmei...why is he so strong?"
"..."
At this time, Long Mu in the field was completely in disarray. His red eyes looked at the beloved weapon in front of him being destroyed bit by bit by Leng Mei's Fire Feather Sword, and he was so heartbroken that he almost vomited three liters of blood.
Wrong! He guessed wrong just now. Leng Mei didn't fight him seriously just now, but waited for him to be careless and rashly exposed his loopholes before launching a decisive attack.
Leng Mei looked at Long Mu in front of her without blinking and was covered in cold sweat. She bent her knees little by little and finally knelt on the ground.
The two sticks in his hands had completely changed from two feet just now to one foot. Iron filings were flying, and the two sticks in his hands had completely turned into rubbish all over the ground.
"You, you..." Long Mu finally couldn't help but say, "Huangfu... Miss... you, you... spare your life!"
Leng Mei smiled slightly, but did not remove the strength in her hand: "It's okay if you let me spare you. What will happen to our bet?"
Long Mu's face turned as white as snow in an instant.
If he admits defeat, it will be worse than death. First of all, he can no longer be the leader of the Longxiao Corps. The subordinates who just insulted Leng Mei will also commit suicide one by one to apologize. This...
"I..." Long Mu's face was as green as the bottom of a pot.
Leng Mei smiled sweetly: "Okay. Since you asked for mercy, I will spare you this time. You and your men will kneel in front of this young lady and call me aunt three times. From now on, you will meet the members of the Huangfu family."
Everyone must take a detour. When they see this young lady, they must kneel down and kowtow. Will you agree?"
"Promise! Promise!" Long Mu no longer had the arrogance he had just now and agreed quickly.
How dare he refuse to agree? Leng Mei's Fire Feather Sword had already pressed his two sticks to his scalp. If she pressed harder, his whole head would be cut in half like a watermelon.
At this critical moment of life and death, what kind of moral integrity does he need? Beg for mercy first.
Seeing his agreement, Leng Mei withdrew the Fire Feather Sword, made a beautiful gesture, and sheathed the long sword. The powerful aura emitted by the Fire Feather Sword just now was suddenly withdrawn, and everyone felt a lot more relaxed.
The cold and charming eyes looked around, and blinked a few times: "Okay! Kneel down when you should. This lady will go to Qinglong Valley after you finish kowtow!"
