No matter what! Huangfu Lengmei! She will definitely not fall!!
Leng Mei's eyebrows were cold, and she rushed towards the Demon King: "Watch my move! I'll kill you, you old bastard!"
Motu roared, raised his long sword, kicked back, and rushed towards Leng Mei. The closer the distance was, the powerful murderous and fighting spirit made Leng Mei unable to open her eyes.
The steps are a bit shaky...
This was more powerful than the highest-level tornado, and Leng Mei's eyes also had a killing intent.
Motu unexpectedly attacked at close range, and the long knife slashed straight towards Leng Mei's neck. The fighting spirit of the long knife rubbed against the air, and fierce sparks jumped up. There was a proud smile on Motu's mouth.
A mouth of dirty yellow teeth and a sinister look made Leng Mei's heart tremble.
With a "clang" sound, the two weapons immediately strangled each other.
Although the phantom energy of the Demonic King was extremely powerful, Leng Mei gritted her teeth and held the Fire Feather Sword firmly in her hand. The long sword touched the big knife. The size gap between the two weapons formed.
In sharp contrast, the red phantom fire feather sword was struggling against the blood-red sword. For a moment, it was impossible to tell who was higher and who was lower.
A look of surprise also flashed in Motu's eyes. He didn't expect that Huangfu Lengmei could resist his own sword!
You must know that he wanted to understand her thoughts with this knife, and he tried his best, but it was blocked!
And just a few days ago, Huangfu Lengmei had no way of taking on such a trick that he put all his strength into!
Unwilling to be reconciled, Mo Tu took the knife and launched a fierce offensive against Leng Mei.
"Ping Ping Ping Ping——"
The sound of the swords colliding together created a powerful fire, and the two powerful illusions collided together, making a huge explosion! There was an obvious vibration in Leng Mei's hand, which shook her hand.
Shocked to the point of numbness.
What a powerful duel!
"Tian Ling Mind Technique, the first level -" When Leng Mei was in crisis, Leng Mei suddenly remembered the Tian Ling Mind Technique she had just learned. Although it was only the first level, as a heaven-level mind method in the God's Domain, it could also be compared with this magic map.
Let’s compare!
I saw that all the seven-color fantasy energy in Leng Mei's body was mobilized, and she was so excited! Unexpectedly, this Tian Ling Xin Technique turned out to be a technique that could use all her illusion skills. She didn't expect that she finally encountered it.
Here comes this set of exercises!
I couldn’t praise it more. This is completely tailor-made for a talented person like me!
Motu was naturally stunned by this strange mental technique. He had never seen one technique used for one illusion technique, but he didn't expect that Huangfu Lengmei was a talented person in all departments and had mastered this technique.
A whole series of god-level skills.
At this time, Motu's heart also trembled a little, and a trace of panic flashed in his eyes.
Leng Mei's footsteps quickly dragged her a certain distance on the ground, but in that distance, a light blue will-o'-the-wisp was burning brightly. This flame was really weird.
But before Leng Mei could start to attack, the demon map took advantage of Qian and began to activate the blood-red phantom energy Zheng Yuan, controlling the long knife to rush towards Leng Mei's head. The long knife turned and the cold light flashed.
Flashing, the speed was actually increased many times in vain. Leng Mei was dumbfounded for a moment, she didn't expect that this magic diagram actually had a back-up move!
Leng Mei has a strong figure and is on tiptoe. This is all she can do now!
Leng Mei's eyes flashed, and her whole body was as light as a swallow, soaring in the air, but her feet firmly stepped on the long knife. And she used her own fighting spirit to control her body, trying to make herself become
When she stabilized, the dark red light trembled on the soles of her feet, making her body tremble slightly.
But her long hair was flying in the air, with a cold look on her face.
Without the slightest fear, he stared straight at the Demon King in front of him, as if he was the messenger of hell coming to demand his life.
The Fire Feather Sword in her hand suddenly flew into the air, rolling in the air, like a huge rotating fireball, attacking Motu's face fiercely. The bursting sound of phantom air made people's eardrums feel vibrating.
It will break anytime and anywhere.
In an instant, a long wind broke through, and the surrounding air also screamed and whined miserably.
