Chapter 725: Look at Trick 3
After speaking, without waiting for Mo Bing to fight back, the situation suddenly reversed!
"......"
A cold glow as transparent as ice crystals stood out from the thick black gas and shot straight towards the ink ice. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć ļ½ļ½ļ½ļ½
The speed of cold light is no different from that of lightning.
Mo Bing was agile and quick-reflexing, and in the blink of an eye, he was two steps away.
On the beam of the house, Chi Ling'er's shadow flew out, and she struck out two palms one after another with lightning speed.
Mo Bing dodged in time, and he had successfully escaped, but he didn't expect Chi Ling'er to be a drunkard and not to drink.
The palm that Ling Er hit first seemed to be a thunderbolt, but in fact it was just a false shot. With real strength, she hit the back two palms without reservation.
The next two palms happened to fall on the position where Mo Bing was dodging.
"Woohoo!"
Light and shadow shuttled, and Mo Bingzhen, who didn't have time to breathe a sigh of relief in the future, checked out, and lay on the ground in embarrassment with a "bang".
The corners of Chi Ling'er's lips were slightly raised, her dark eyes shone with a cold light, and she walked slowly to Mo Bing.
Mo Bing was already injured on his body, but he had not healed, and he was shot by Ling Er's cold light again, and he was thrown out and fell to the ground. Right now, she only felt that the bones in her whole body were about to fall apart, and she couldn't exert any strength in her body.
Struggling as hard as she could, she wanted to get up, but she couldn't.
Chi Ling'er saw that Mo Bing's ten carefully modified nails were deeply embedded in the ground, grappling the ground hard, and her intention to be unwilling to lose and struggle to the death was very obvious.
"Save your energy, it's useless." With the attitude of a victor, Chi Ling'er bent down and squatted down, squatting beside Mo Bing's hand.
Mo Bing didn't say anything, just scratched the ground fiercely with his ten fingers with long nails. Then, without warning, she raised her right hand and slapped Ling Er's cheek with a flying slap.
Chi Ling'er, who was still engrossed in overlooking Mo Bing with a condescending posture just now, turned around, turned her shadow, and turned around with a beautiful and neat 180-degree turn, successfully avoiding the attack of the demon hand. At the same time, her slender and jade wrist moved, and the icy white cold air flew out, hitting Mo Bing's evil thief hand without any suspense.
The cold ice light that pierced through the bones of the heart had penetrated the palm of Mo Bing's right hand in an instant.
"Huh!" The pain from the palm of his hand, pierced by the Ice Blade Frost Sword, made Mo Bing unbearable, and he almost fainted.
Chi Ling'er stood one step away from Mo Bing, looking down at her unrepentant appearance, and couldn't help but be angry: "Last time in the territory of the demon clan, you still couldn't help me. You're wounded today, and you're on my territory again, and you're still trying to contend with me? Should I say that you see death as home, or should I say that you don't know whether you live or die? ā
Mo Bing was furious: "With your strength, you can kill me in the first place, why bother to play tricks on me?" Just to tease me and make me make a fool of myself? Goddess, you have teased me several times, it is so hateful! ā
"Teasing?" Chi Ling'er repeated the word disappreciatively, then shook her head with a pout, and continued: "If you don't want your life, it's just teasing?" You are also an important figure among the descendants of the demon race, and a life is so worthless? Is it the power of the strong to talk about life and death? It's not easy to die, it's hard to live, isn't it? ā
"What the hell are you trying to say?" Mo Bing was already mad, and the feeling of being humiliated was really bad!