Yan Qingrui looked a little passive against the long sword with her empty hand, but in the eighth move, a silver light suddenly appeared in her hand, as if the sky full of stars poured out of her hand. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

In the silver light, the man in black was shocked, and the two were separated.

I saw a light snort, but it was the long sword of the man in black who was cut off by the silver light and fell to the ground. Then, there was another muffled bang.

The man in black took three steps back, looked at Yan Qingrui in surprise, and exclaimed, "You...... You are ......"

Yan Qingrui looked at the silver moon dagger in her hand, this dagger had been in the hands of this man in black for a while, and now it was finally returned to its original owner.

After the man in black finished saying these three words, he saw the smile on Yan Qingrui's lips that seemed to be ridiculous and ridiculous, and his heart was shocked, and he touched it between his boots, but he felt empty.

He thought that this black boy was the silver-faced woman, so he blurted out exclaimed, but at this moment, he found that this black boy had taken the silver moon dagger from himself.

Not only that, but he was caught off guard and suddenly attacked by this silver light, his heart was shocked, and he was very embarrassed, and the long sword in his hand was also cut off by two-thirds of the silver moon dagger in the black boy's hand, becoming the same length as the silver moon dagger.

In the midst of the fierce battle, under his step-by-step pressing, in his sword curtain light network, what method did this black boy use to take away the silver moon dagger on his body so unknowingly?

On the same day, when he suddenly made a move, the black boy suffered a big loss, and at this moment, the black boy suddenly made a move, and he suffered a big loss.

The thud was nothing else, but the sound of the black boy gasping for his stomach.

The black boy's posture is too weird, obviously in front, suddenly behind, obviously on the left, and suddenly on the right.

There was a cramping pain in the place where he was kicked, and the man in black suppressed the pain and stared at Yan Qingrui coldly.

It's him careless, although this black boy suffered a loss in his hands last time, it was entirely because of the relationship between the silver moon dagger, this person's skills are tricky and weird, flexible and changeable, although his internal strength is not as strong as his, but it is not weak, how can he think that he is inferior to him because he injured her in the Huifeng Pavilion?

This black boy is so young, and his martial arts are already so good, it seems that today he not only wants Feihong Ling, but also his life!

Staying is a fierce enemy, and now it is so good, and when she grows up, it is better to kill her subordinates immediately, so as to prevent future troubles.

Murder and looting is nothing new.

The man in black threw the sword in his hand, reached into his waist, stretched out his hand and pulled it, and a white light greeted the sun, dazzling.

He even had a soft sword wrapped around his waist.

This soft sword is usually wrapped around the waist, like a belt, but when it is close to the enemy, it can kill the enemy, which is really unguardable.

At this moment, he knew that the Silver Moon dagger in Yan Qingrui's hand was as sharp as clay, and the half-truncated sword that had been cut off was categorically difficult to kill him, so he used the soft sword on his waist.

Yan Qingrui's eyes narrowed slightly, looking at him proudly, the deep and strong killing intent in his eyes, she didn't ignore it.

At this time, the man in black shook the soft sword, the sword body was straight, more than three feet long, and attacked Yan Qingrui.

The soft sword is used to attack the same as when the long sword was used before, the long sword is hard, and the soft sword is soft but sharp, but if you touch it, you will inevitably be injured.

And the man in black was murderous, and as soon as he made a move, it was a must-kill move, and the white light wrapped Yan Qingrui in it.