The ghost-faced army was instantly knocked down by Ling Luo's explosive attack, because someone's worry about Xiao Ziyu was chaotic, and the force was inevitably a little too strong, so the liliang of these ghost-faced troops was instantly withdrawn, and now they can't get up even if they want to.

However, Ling Luo, the initiator, was very satisfied with the situation he had created, patted the dust on his hands and ran to the place where Xiao Ziyu was, he and Feng Shan were fighting inseparably, the light in the sky was flickering, and for a while he couldn't tell who was high and who was low.

Although Ling Luo was worried about Xiao Ziyu's safety in her heart, she still couldn't help but have a proud look between her eyebrows, after all, this person who was injured and fought with people was the man she liked, just looking at this, she knew that she didn't choose the wrong person.

Although Xiao Ziyu was in the middle of the battle, most of his mind was still on Ling Luo's body, and he took time out of his busy schedule to glance at Ling Luo, confirming that she was safe and sound, and at the same time preventing her from wanting to step forward to help.

Xiao Ziyu's move is indeed a bit of a gamble, but this is also a rare opportunity, he has always wanted to regain his long-imprisoned freedom from Xiao Batian, but he has never fought Xiao Batian head-on.

Although Feng Shan, who is now fighting against Xiao Ziyu, is not controlled by Xiao Batian, the depressing Liliang undoubtedly belongs to him, Xiao Ziyu wants to take this opportunity to see how many catties he has, so he doesn't want Ling Luo to interfere in this matter.

Ling Luo could naturally see Xiao Ziyu's intentions, although she had withdrawn the spiritual power around her, but she still inevitably worried about Xiao Ziyu's safety, although the idea of defeating Fengshan alone was good, but it was a very difficult thing for him now, she could only pray that Xiao Ziyu's luck would be better, and she could win without getting hurt.

Although Feng Shan got enough liliang to compete with Xiao Ziyu, he still couldn't use it as freely and smoothly as the spiritual power he cultivated, and although Xiao Ziyu's right hand was not very dexterous, his confidence and skill were properly integrated, and Xiao Batian's image was like a shadow, which stimulated his desire to win even more.

Under such a casual play by both sides, the battle situation was really the same for a while, and even Ling Luo, who had been watching carefully below, couldn't judge what the result would be for a while.

Although Xiao Ziyu does not claim to be a gentleman, he also disdains to do such opportunistic things, facing an opponent of equal strength, he only thinks about a hearty battle in his heart, but Feng Shan, who is his opponent, does not necessarily think so.

Feng Shan is the killer of the Ghost Face Army, even if he has been reused by Xiao Batian in recent years and began to become a small leader, but the insidious killing in his bones is still indelible.

After failing to confront Xiao Ziyu head-on, Feng Shan began to secretly prepare to attack him, because there is no word "legitimate" in the killer's dictionary, as long as he can complete the task assigned by his master, even if he uses cruel and insidious means, it is nothing.

While fighting with Xiao Ziyu, Feng Shan secretly took out a silver needle full of potion in his sleeve, looked at the gap between Xiao Ziyu and turned around, and instantly threw the needle as thin as a cow's hair at him.