Leng Meiying stood motionless in the air. With a wave of his right hand, a white sword light came out and crossed half of the sky, as if it were a straight line.
"How dare the light of a grain of rice compete with the brightness of the bright moon? Liu Xian'er, today is the end of your life!" Leng Meiying slashed across the sword and slowly closed her eyes.
Upon seeing this, Liu Xian'er, who was on the opposite side, thought that the opportunity had come, and her speed suddenly increased. Like an agile tigress, the 'Split Word Jue' hit with all her strength came from the sky, completely blocking all the space for Leng Meiying to retreat.
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Thirty meters, twenty meters, ten meters, until five meters away, Leng Meiying's body could almost feel Liu Xian'er's strong wind. At this time, she finally opened her eyes.
The moment Leng Meiying opened her eyes, her eyes seemed to emit a golden thunder and lightning. The sharp golden light went straight into Liu Xianer's eyes. This golden light was like a bolt from the ancient times.
Using the technique of stillness, Liu Xianer's charging figure suddenly froze in front of Leng Meiying.
Her body maintained the posture of forward slapping, but when her palm was only a few centimeters away from Leng Meiying's hand, she finally stopped and began to fall.
Leng Meiying's left hand gently caressed her, caressing her calmly, and then the two of them fell down together, landing quietly on a rock.
Liu Xian'er didn't move at all. After being struck by Leng Meiying's golden light, her whole body seemed to have turned into a stone sculpture and she could no longer move.
Liu Xianer's eyes slowly changed from surprise to panic, and then to fear.
Yes, fear. Facing an enemy with deep hatred like Leng Meiying, his body was completely frozen and unable to move. No matter who encounters this situation, he will feel that it is a life-threatening crisis, and Liu Xianer is the same.
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Leng Meiying and Liu Xian'er were already within a stone's throw of each other. They were just a little bit away from Liu Xian'er's terrifying palm landing on the face of this stunning beauty who she hated.
However, Liu Xian'er could no longer cross this small distance, as if the small distance was like a natural chasm.
No expression of fear or panic could describe Liu Xian'er at this time. Her heart was completely desperate.
This is Leng Meiying's long-standing secret skill. He uses all his spiritual power to trap his opponent in the dragon pool. This move is called "Lock Essence".
Leng Meiying did not kill her with a single blow, and the anger on his face rose little by little.
"Pa!" A loud slap hit Liu Xian'er's face. She couldn't move. Her body was like a stone sculpture. Five bright red fingerprints were suddenly slapped on her beautiful face, like a seal.
, as if she were witnessing Liu Xianer’s humiliation.
"This slap is for my mother. Thank you very much for your meticulous care of her over the years!" Leng Meiying's voice was cold, and her face slowly became angry.
"Pa!" There was another loud slap, this time on the other side of Liu Xianer's face. Liu Xianer could not move, but Leng Meiying's slap was too hard, but it hit her
His face was hit hard and missed.
Like a monkey's ass that had been drawn red, Liu Xianer felt as if she was completely unconscious, both physically and mentally.
