This slash caused the earth to crack and the mountains to collapse, as fast and fierce as a dragon. Bai Ze had no chance to dodge.
However, Bai Ze had no intention of evading, and took the first step. The soft sword in his left hand flew in the air. When the Heaven's Judgment landed on top of his head, he had already struck more than ten swords. Leng Meiying could clearly feel it.
His own moves were weakened, but the Qing Feng that slashed out was not broken after all. However, Bai Ze followed up and pointed at the Qing Feng who was halfway slashed down.
This is an extremely crazy move. No matter how powerful his finger gun is, it is just a body of flesh and blood, but Leng Meiying's ultimate move is a powerful weapon formed from fighting spirit. Can it be blocked?
"when!"
With a crisp sound, the sword light turned into broken stars in mid-air, and it was actually shattered by him.
Leng Meiying was stunned.
This is the power of the holy level. Even a strong person of the same holy level cannot dissolve it so lightly as water!
After all, Leng Meiying was not an ordinary person. Both of her attacks were broken by Bai Feng. She captured something keenly.
Soon, she understood.
Blind spots are blind spots. Any attack or defense has blind spots. There is no absolute attack or absolute defense in the world.
Even if it is cut with one knife, there are three parts of force and seven parts of force.
For example, if you use a kitchen knife to chop bones, the force at the tip of the knife must be greater than the force at the tail of the knife.
In the same way, both Leng Meiying's and Su Qi's attacks have a relatively weak blind spot.
Bai Ze used this blind spot to carry out targeted strikes.
However, how powerful one must be to perform such an accurate analysis?
Seeing that Leng Meiying did not attack, Bai Ze also stopped and spoke calmly.
"When I was ten years old, I was taken by the Queen and thrown into the Warcraft Forest. That place was full of Warcraft, and there was no chance of death. But at the same time, there were endless opportunities in that place. My blood-cutting finger
I learned it from my teacher at that time..."
Leng Meiying was silent and snorted: "Bai Ze, are you saying this to get some mercy?"
"No, I just don't want you to die in my hands!" At this point, Bai Ze's eyes suddenly softened into tenderness: "Ying'er, stop fighting, just follow me, forget about Feng Tianche, please
is you……"
Bai Ze's expression looked so helpless, as if he was grasping at the last life-saving straw. There was endless hope in his eyes, as if he was praying for Leng Meiying to nod suddenly.
However, Leng Meiying still did not nod as he wished, but looked at him calmly.
"Bai Ze, the friendship between you and me has been severed. Now if you say these words again, aren't you just making a joke?"
Bai Ze's face was full of pain, and he bent down, as if he was in too much pain to stand up.
"If that's the case, then, are you going to die? I will hold your body for the rest of my life!" After the dull suppression, Bai Ze roared in a hoarse voice, at the bottom of his lungs.
At the same time, Bai Ze began to take the initiative, and the soft sword was like a living snake, piercing the eighteen large points on Leng Meiying's body like lightning.
This soft sword is as green as ghost smoke, and it is obviously filled with huge poison.
However, what surprised Leng Meiying the most was that the poison on the sword made her feel very familiar, so familiar that she almost forgot about it.
