Leng Xiaoshi didn't deliberately lower his voice when he spoke, and naturally entered the Forty-Nine Sword Formation not far away.

In an instant, the pretty face of the woman in Tsing Yi instantly became gloomy, and her eyes that looked at Leng Xiaoshi from time to time were full of killing intent.

used stratagem to trick himself into the sword formation, and said that it was all based on personal strength.

This has to be shameless to what extent can you say such things with confidence, and what is even more odious is that the high-level guard of the Spirit Emperor Realm is stupid, I believe this kind of thing.

Women's hearts and eyes are small, so they don't care what Leng Xiaoshi's purpose is.

The next moment, the aura on the woman in Tsing Yi was great, and the figure moved faster and faster, and from a distance, she could only see beautiful cyan figures appearing and disappearing in the air, and the sword light became more and more powerful, obviously the attack became stronger and stronger.

She made up her mind, Leng Xiaoshi's spiritual power was definitely not as much as hers, and when his spiritual power was exhausted, it would be her turn to clean him up.

However, he seemed to have overlooked one thing, in the sword array, the spiritual power long sword attacks around her were continuous, except for avoiding it, she could only occasionally resist one or two times, there was no time for her to recover her spiritual power.

And Leng Xiaoshi's body is outside the sword array, and she can recover her spiritual power at any time, and under the advantages of one or the other, I am afraid that she will be defeated.

Time passed more and more, Leng Xiaoshi and Leng Shaolong were talking and laughing outside the sword array, this spirit was so good that they almost drank and talked happily, and enjoyed the beautiful scenery of Qian Liangchen together, and there was no appearance of exhaustion of spiritual power at all.

"Shaolong, look, how is she dancing?" Leng Xiaoshi squinted his eyes and lingered on the delicate body of the woman in Tsing Yi.

I don't know what's going on, Leng Shaolong's face couldn't help but turn red when he heard this, "This, it's a good dance, it's beautiful." ”

"Have a vision, Shaolong, when her spiritual power is exhausted, she will be at your disposal, haha..."Leng Xiaoshi looked at the blush on Leng Shaolong's angular face, and couldn't help but laugh.

Leng Shaolong's face burned even more.

The words of the two were not sneaky, and naturally a lot of sentences passed into the hands of the woman in Tsing Yi, and she was so angry that her body was a little confused.

"Sting~"

One didn't pay attention, and was cut through the clothes on his left arm by a spiritual power sword, revealing a piece of snow-white skin, and a red wound, and blood flowed on the side of the wound.

At the same time, in the sword array, several spiritual power long swords flew towards the heart of the woman in Tsing Yi.

The woman in Tsing Yi felt a chill in her heart, and under the crisis of life and death, she had to consume a lot of spiritual power to forcibly turn around, and narrowly avoided several heart-piercing swords, barely calming down.

Damn, almost died, blame that hateful boy, ahhh

The heart of the woman in Tsing Yi has exploded, but what can he do if it explodes, his spiritual power is like an inexhaustible and inexhaustible source.

It's certainly enough to consume yourself alive.

My spiritual power has been exhausted, is it possible that the number one female killer in Fusu City will die at the hands of these two nobodies today?

Thinking of this, the autumn eyes of the woman in Tsing Yi showed a sad color, her speed slowed down, her eyes closed, and finally fell directly to the ground.

At the same time, Leng Xiaoshi instantly stopped urging the Forty-Nine Sword Formation, to be honest, his spiritual power had only been consumed by less than forty percent, and he could easily kill the woman in Tsing Yi.

Looking at the woman in the sword array, Leng Xiaoshi's eyes flashed with a strange color, and he slowly spoke.

"Shaolong, she will call you to deal with it, I'll go see Bing'er."

smiled faintly, and then dropped the cyan long sword in his hand, the blade of the sword fell to the ground, and Leng Xiaoshi started to walk slowly towards the corner of the city.

Inside the Demon Tower.

The man in a black robe and black clothes, with dark eyes, sat on top of a giant tree with golden leaves, looked at the deep sky from afar, and spoke lightly.

"This kid has a lot of advances and retreats, and he also attaches great importance to feelings, and his achievements in the future are estimated to be no worse than those of the demon!"

There was no one else around the man, only the ancient tree swaying and rustling, and a lot of golden leaves fell.

In the next breath, an old voice different from the black-robed man suddenly sounded around.

"No, his age, his Spirit Mansion, and his Soul Sea can definitely surpass the Venerable Demon of the same age back then."

As soon as the black-robed man heard this voice, a look of surprise appeared on his face instantly, and his pupils suddenly dilated.

"You're saying that his talent is above the tenth order?"

"Hmm!"

......

In the desolate city, the blood-red power has dissipated, and only some blood remains on the ground, unable to be swept away by the breeze.

Leng Shaolong pulled out the cyan long sword that was stuck upside down on the ground, and slowly walked towards the Forty-Nine Sword Formation.

Da-da-da-da!

The footsteps slowly approached, and the woman in Tsing Yi, with her pretty face, was full of despair.

Do you have to be **** before you die?

In the soul consciousness perception, looking at Leng Shaolong's figure from far and near, the desolate and desolate aura instantly filled the entire heart.

No, I'd rather die than ****.

Just when Leng Shaolong stood in front of her, she finally strengthened the last trace of faith in her heart.

Those who cultivate the spirit have a spirit house, and the spirit house is the foundation of the spirit master's cultivation, and it contains the spirit master's life's hard work.

Detonating the Spirit Mansion, using the soul to communicate with the Lin Spirit Mansion, compressing it and making it burst out instantly, this will be the strongest attack in the spirit master's life, and the power is more than a hundred times that of the strongest blow in his life.

The woman in Tsing Yi had already made up her mind to die in her heart, detonating the Spirit Mansion and Leng Shaolong to die together.

Although there is no trace of spiritual power in his Spirit Mansion at this time, the foundation of the Spirit Venerable Realm is still there, and the power of the self-explosion is that even the strong people at the peak of the Spirit Venerable have to be injured, not to mention that it is just a Leng Shaolong of the high level of the Spirit Emperor Realm.

At the same time, the momentum of the woman in Tsing Yi rose rapidly, and she had already begun to blow up the Spirit Mansion.

Although the woman in Tsing Yi had tried very hard to cover her breath, this power was too strong to hide it, and in an instant, a powerful aura came out of her body, making the air around her a little condensed.

However, Leng Shaolong didn't seem to notice it, stopped her slender waist, hugged her horizontally, and walked straight towards the north gate of the reckless city.

Noticing Leng Shaolong's movements, the woman in Tsing Yi couldn't help but wonder in her heart.

The closest to the two of them is the South City Gate, just that one or that, and you have to find the one closer. Isn't this person so strange?

Even if you have a strange habit, you can walk to the south gate and walk slowly.

However, why did Leng Shaolong just hold her and walk towards the north city gate.

"Girl, stop blowing yourself up, if you want to kill me, let you kill me."

After counting the time, Leng Shaolong had already walked a long way, and there was no one, he stopped, looked at the woman in his arms, and said in a somewhat flat tone.

Almost the moment Leng Shaolong's voice fell, the clear eyes of the woman in Tsing Yi opened instantly.

A cold gaze shot out.