The thin needles that are as thin as cow's hair, dense as drizzle, like electricity, and close at hand, are twisted off one by one, like a curtain of light that vacuums, clearing a space in front of the silver-faced Langjun.

And the silver-faced Langjun moved lightly under his feet, and his steps were fast, like dancing steps, or throwing his sleeves, or twisting his body, or moving sideways, or bending over, and avoided the few fine needles that leaked out of the gap before the silver moon dagger had time to be emptied.

Huang Fuyue twisted her eyebrows, she didn't expect this person's double dagger to be like a part of his body, no, not only a part of his body, but he could still be so flexible even though he had left his hand.

But she would never allow the silver-faced Langjun to avoid the past, avoid the silver needle, and also avoid her sword.

She took advantage of the silver-faced Langjun's double dagger to leave her hand, and when she was also dodging the silver needle, the long sword shook, and stabbed the silver-faced Langjun carefully, a sword contained five changes, and the eyes were even more murderous, wanting to stab the silver-faced Langjun into a transparent hole.

However, just when her sword had already stabbed at the silver-faced Langjun, and the silver-faced Langjun didn't seem to be aware of it, she secretly rejoiced, suddenly a puff of silver light shot at her, and the two silver-faced daggers also roared towards the five princesses at the same time, and the silver-faced Langjun seemed to have expected her to make such a move, swept back obliquely, his body fluttered lightly like the wind, and Huangfuyue's sword fell into the air.

Because it was too close, Yinyue's dagger castrated very suddenly, it was a completely unexpected sudden change of move, Huangfuyue exclaimed, and hurriedly returned to the sword to protect herself, although she returned quickly and reacted very sensitively, she still felt a cold on her face, her heart sank, she took three steps back, reached out and touched her face, the tentacles were wet, and very warm, stretched out to her eyes, a bright red.

Huang Fuyue, who realized what was happening, screamed, covered the sword with one hand, and slashed desperately with the other, screaming: "Silver-faced Langjun, if this princess doesn't kill you in this life, she won't be a person!"

The face she was most proud of was actually injured, and she didn't know what the injury had become.

At this moment, the Silver Moon dagger that injured Huang Fuyue had already swirled back into the hands of the silver-faced Langjun, and she sneered: "Why wait for the future, I will make a break today." You hurt my friend and almost killed her, and Ben Lang Junyuan is not ready to let you go!"

Huang Fuyue's sleeves were raised, and a signal flare flew into the sky and exploded.

The silver-faced Langjun didn't have time to stop it, but she didn't expect Huangfu Yue to not find helpers. She will solve Huangfu Yue before the helper comes.

In the face of the more fierce attack of the silver-faced Langjun, the circle of the long sword in Huangfu Yue's hand was getting smaller and smaller, and the injury on her face made her feel confused, compared to killing the silver-faced Langjun, at this moment she hoped to find a mirror to see what her face had become.

So much blood, so much pain, made her heart sink to the ground.

The silver-faced Langjun said coldly: "Huangfu Yue, take your life!" She wants to seek justice for Xiao Zifeng and vent her anger for her.

Huangfuyue wants Xiao Zifeng to die, then she will suffer the consequences of hurting people!

The Silver Moon dagger shattered the air, bringing up two icy snowballs and swept towards Huangfu Yue.

Huang Fuyue screamed in despair.

At this moment, the silver-faced Langjun suddenly felt a heavy pressure coming over him, and the murderous aura under the pressure made the silver-faced Langjun tremble.