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Chapter 1027

Chapter 1027

Think about the siege of hundreds of martial arts masters, who can withstand it?

certainly.

Although the headless soldier's combat power is comparable to that of a martial arts master, and his physical body is comparable to that of a Henglian master, he does not possess the aura.

"puff!"

After Ling Hang died.

His movements were graceful, and he destroyed several ferocious beasts with each blow, but it took a lot of energy and cold sweat broke out on his forehead.

"call out!"

Suddenly, a headless soldier killed the money, and the rusty sword in his hand chopped down like a sword.

At this moment, Ling Hang had just killed a ferocious beast and was in a window of opportunity with no way to stop it.

"Swordsmanship, collapsing mountains!"

At the critical moment, Tang Ying used a high-grade swordsmanship to split the sword and saved Ling Hang's life.

Ling Hang laughed: "Thank you sister for saving me. I owe you my life. I can only pledge my life to you."

"At this time, you are still talkative."

"I have experienced thousands of dangers, and none are more terrifying than these. It's nothing. Those headless soldiers move slowly and are nothing to worry about. If there weren't too many ferocious beasts and they were very good at harassing us, we would have escaped long ago."

"Then why are you talking nonsense? Let's fight together to kill the enemy. It will not be good for us if we drag this out."

"Flying Fairy from Heaven."

Suddenly, Meng Qingyin took action.

In an instant, the forest was filled with a vast expanse of white, and a waterfall-like sword energy filled the forest.

Immediately afterwards.

Meng Qingyin turned around and stabbed forward with the most essential sword of the Flying Immortal from Heaven. Wherever the sword light passed, all the ferocious beasts were cut in half.

A bloody road emerged.

"Walk!"

Tang Ying reacted quickly, said hello, grabbed Meng Qingyin and rushed out of the encirclement.

Ling Hang was stunned for a second, then followed closely.

At the foot of Wan Burial Mountain.

The three of them were panting.

"They don't seem to be leaving the Ten Thousand Burial Mountains without us chasing them. That's great. It scares me to death." Meng Qingyin patted her chest, feeling lingering fear.

Ling Hang looked deeply at Meng Qingyin.

He originally thought that Meng Qingyin had just stepped into the realm of master genius, but he never thought that his background was so profound.

The "Flying Immortal from Beyond the Sky" move just now, and the wave-like sword energy indirectly showed that Meng Qingyin's energy level was equivalent to the peak of the first level of Transformation Realm.

You know, he is at the peak of the first level, and Meng Qingyin's strength is even greater than him.

"What are you looking at!"

Feeling Ling Hang's gaze, Meng Qingyin stared and hummed.

Ling Hang came back to his senses and said with a smile: "I was intimidated by you, sister. I didn't expect you to be so powerful. It opened my eyes."

Meng Qingyin said harshly: "If you know how powerful it is, then leave quickly and don't pester us anymore."

"That's okay. Sister Tang saved me, and I must repay you. I will be your bodyguard in Beihuang. This is a must."

"You are really a candy, so difficult to deal with."

Ling Hang shrugged his shoulders shamelessly, his eyes fell on Meng Qingyin's sword, and he praised: "A peerless sword, which has been condensed without 'power', I don't know what it is called?"

"Jueying."

"Good name!"

"Jueying was given to me by my husband." Meng Qingyin stroked Jueying, cherished it, and said proudly.

Ling Hang was stunned: "Are you married?"

Meng Qingyin said: "Of course, my husband is much more powerful than you. He can press you to the ground and rub you with one hand."

Ling Hang didn't believe it and hummed: "You can't be a bad old man, right?"

"you!"

Meng Qingyin was furious and said angrily: "My husband is much younger than you, younger than me."

Ye Fan is twenty-one years old and Meng Qingyin is twenty-four years old.

Because, she was always canceled by Tang Ying, who said that she was a junior girl and hugged a gold brick. Ye Fan hugged a big gold brick.

Ling Hang raised his eyebrows and said calmly: "Really? I'll have to meet you if I have a chance!"


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