Chapter 449

It's not difficult for the master of the great circle state to condense a little bit of war spirit, but it is not everyone can do it at the fingertips. Even if we can achieve this kind of critical moment, we may not have such courage. In addition to Ling Chuxi's channels and bodies which have been quenched by nine heavenly thunder, how many people can withstand such highly condensed and destructive fighting Qi, and who has such control ability?

"Ding", before the tip of the finger and the tip of the sword touch each other, there comes a crisp sound like the sound of gold and iron.

A stabbing pain came from his fingertips. Ling Chuxi knew that even if he was like this, he could not resist the opponent's sword with his flesh and blood. It was also the strength of the great perfection realm. How could his fingers withstand the fine iron sword.

However, taking advantage of this moment's delay, Ling Chuxi's other hand has already drawn out the long sword, and does not hide from it. One sword stabs at the other's chest. She can't hurt a finger, but the other side has to pay the price of life.

Ling Chuxi has never been a good man and a woman. If she wants to be more cruel than others, she will be more cruel to herself than anyone else.

There was a trace of fright in the other side's eyes. Of course, knowing the consequences of this sword, Ling Chuxi's ferocity was also startled. Without any hesitation, he suddenly drew back his sword.

Ling Chuxi will not give him such a chance. When he stabs, his fingertips follow. Although the fingers are not harder than swords, they are more flexible than swords.

"Chi." Ling Chuxi's fingers hit the other side's chest, although not fatal, but still make him emit a dull hum.

The other party knew that he must have failed today. His strength was not far from that of Ling Chuxi, but now he was injured. Moreover, Ling Chuxi's ferocity was greatly beyond his expectation. If he stayed down, he was afraid that his life would stay here and fly back.

In the middle of the sky, a strange sword light, like a startled snake, passed through his throat. Then, a natural and unrestrained figure crossed the sky.

The man wiped his throat, and his throat made a noise. He couldn't say a word. He just looked at the misty figure in disbelief.

With their own strength, even if someone stealthily attacks, it is impossible for people to get hold of it so easily under the vigilance of the whole God. Who is the other side and what kind of strength is it? He didn't think about it for a long time, because soon his whole body was cold, and his consciousness gradually flew away from his body and became a blank.

The figure did not stay, a strange shadow like the wind, from the two attacks to Ling Yichen and Fu Chengyu.

The two figures stagnated and then fell to the ground. They lost their vitality even without time for surprise or thinking.

All over, the ethereal figure like clouds gently fell to the ground. Ling Chuxi's several people stop at the same place, and the scene just now still appears. There is no earthshaking momentum, nor the killing intention of all things. But they are shocked. If the target of this person is them, neither Ling Chuxi nor Ling Yichen has confidence to block the invisible sword, Fu Chengyu needs not say more.

The figure slowly turned around, a freckled, waxy face with a faint smile.

"Mu Liu Feng!" Ling Chuxi exclaimed. Although that face is not really good-looking, Ling Chuxi recognized the man at a glance. It is very simple that she made the mask.

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