My heart has been occupied by that bottle of elixir, and I can't think of anything else.
With her thin lips slightly hooked, Chu Bingling was not nervous, as if she had expected this action.
A baby face suddenly turned cold, and he quickly stepped away. A blue ribbon appeared in his sleeve, and with a fierce momentum, he threw it fiercely at the middle-aged man in black.
Seeing this, the middle-aged man in black sneered, with a hint of contempt in his eyes, as if he was laughing at her for not overestimating her abilities.
Can a mere ribbon knock him down? Isn't it too fanciful?
A burst of cyan fighting spirit quickly shot out from his palm and hit the blue ribbon.
He thought that the blue ribbon could be shattered with one blow, but the result was a little surprising to him.
The blue ribbon did not have any damage. Under Chu Bingling's control, it quickly swept towards the man's waist and tightly wrapped around his body.
The middle-aged man in black's eyes suddenly sank, and he summoned his strength and tried to shake the ribbon.
However, there was no looseness in the ribbon, and it still tied him tightly.
His eyes glanced at Chu Bingling, his eyes full of evil: "What kind of ribbon are you talking about? Why can't you shake it open?"
No matter how hard he tried and how he used his fighting spirit, he couldn't do anything to the ribbon, and he couldn't help but feel a fire in his heart.
Chu Bingling looked at the middle-aged man in black with cold eyes and sneered: "There is no need for a dying person to know this."
The voice was cold, although not as cold as Mu Hanyue and Mu Hanfeng, but it still had a certain weight to it.
Without giving the man a chance to speak again, with a move of one hand, the ribbon binding the man suddenly left his body.
Before the man could react, the light from the ribbon suddenly deepened, and then burst out with a burst of blue light, like a sharp dagger, quickly stabbing towards the left chest of the middle-aged man in black, ruthlessly penetrating his chest.
body.
Then, without looking at the man again, he pulled out the blue ribbon with a strong hand, turned around and left.
But there was a cold snort in his heart. The weapons of their seventh class were all selected by the boss personally for them, and they were all good at them.
However, these weapons are much better than ordinary weapons and are as strong as ever. If they don't encounter strong people and powerful weapons, they will not be destroyed.
People from all the families joined, and the battle became very fierce.
However, if you look down from a high place, you will find that some family forces did not take action at all, but just watched the battle from a distance without participating.
Mu Hanyue narrowed her eyes slightly, raised her eyebrows and looked at Mu Shengtian who wanted to come to seek death again, and sneered: "Keep your life alive. When the time comes, I will naturally come to take it."
As soon as he finished speaking, he flew up and flew towards the second floor.
Mu Shengtian looked at the white figure on the second floor with sinister eyes. He covered his chest with his big hands. Waves of pain hit him, and there were layers of cold sweat on his forehead.
The fire in his heart had nowhere to vent, it was so suffocated that it hurt, his face became frighteningly dark, and he looked a little distorted.
Standing next to the window on the second floor, looking coldly at the battle below, his eyes as clear as water had no fluctuations and were very calm.
Turning around, looking at Mu Hanfeng and Jun Moye on the side, he raised his lips and smiled slightly: "Is the big fish coming?"
After pouring a cup of tea, Jun Moye handed the tea to Mu Hanyue, his thin lips pursed slightly, and his voice sounded evil: "It's almost here."