Chi Ling'er struck out with a palm, and the fierce cold qi flew out, enveloping all the surrounding black demonic qi. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Under the dim light of the oil lamp, the black and white air currents staggered and swirled.

At first, they were not evenly matched, and they restrained each other. But it didn't take long for the white cold qi to clearly gain the upper hand, and the demonic qi gradually lost its combat effectiveness, was devoured and degraded, until it disappeared.

However, the aura of the cold spirit did not diminish its momentum in the slightest, and soon after devouring the black evil qi, it regained its pure deity.

Immediately after, Ling Er spread her hands, and white ice balls flew out of her palms.

The ice mass levitates high in the air, emitting a blinding cold light. The trajectory formed by the cold light passed by became a bridge to guide the way, quickly gathering the cold spirit qi that had devoured the demonic qi.

The cold air that gathered was stored by the ice ball and returned to Ling Er's palm.

Ling Erqian's hands were lightly clenched into fists, and when she opened her hands again, the ice ball was already hidden.

The corners of her lips hooked slightly, and she said indifferently and softly: "I've competed, and I still refuse to show the true face of Lushan?" ”

"Huh!"

After a sound like a wind sweeping away leaves, Mo Bing, who was dressed in inky black clothes, appeared and was caressing his heart, bending over, trembling all over his body.

"Impossible! How do you know my whereabouts? Mo Bingmu shook his head, completely incredulous.

Ling Er snorted lightly and didn't explain.

Mo Bing was furious: "Is it Mu Xue? Did Mu Xue hint at you before leaving? ”

Before Mu Xue went out, Mo Bing heard a few words of conversation with Chi Ling'er. She thought about it for a long time, but she didn't find a flaw in it. Could it be ...... Could it be that Mu Xue had some secret tricks with Chi Ling'er in advance, specifically to deal with her Mo Bing?

Thinking of this, Mo Bing was even more angry, and hated Mu Xue's eating inside and out.

"Your skills are not as good as others, so why blame others?" Chi Ling'er spoke sarcastically.

Mo Bing thought about it, and also felt that it was unlikely that Mu Xue would make a bad move, and he couldn't help but wonder more and more. However, now he can't be allowed to think too much, fooling Chi Ling'er over, the golden cicada is the key.

The corners of his mouth were hooked disdainfully, and Mo Bing was full of disdain: "Skills are not as good as people? Do you think luck will always come to you? The right talent is a fluke, but it does not mean that it is a fluke. This will give you a taste of my awesomeness! ”

With that, Mo Bing crossed his arms, clenched his hands into fists, squatted down violently, and his whole body curled up into a ball. Then, she leaped upward, and her inky black body shot out like a spring. A series of moves, extremely fast, very neat, all in one go, not giving the opponent any chance to react and prepare at all.

Seeing the black group flying in, Ling Er spun around and flashed, and it didn't take much effort to bypass the danger.

Unable to make one move, Mo Bing made another move, and the black shadow with a thick evil aura slammed into Ling Er.

Originally, he thought that Ling Er would dodge in an instant like he had just done. Therefore, Mo Bing's move is actually a false move, just a dazzling one, creating a sense of crisis for the opponent.

Mo Bing is very smart, and she is able to summarize her opponent's moves in a very short period of time. According to Ling Er's previous methods and routines for dodging danger, Mo Bing almost mastered the route and trajectory of Ling Er's next dodge.

For this reason, Mo Bing blocked the road ahead with his demonic energy, preparing to catch Ling Er off guard.

Unexpectedly, Ling Er didn't dodge or dodge this time, and stood straight in place, causing Mo Bing's plan to be completely destroyed.

"Thank you for your mercy." Ling Er chuckled, jokingly. After speaking, her eyes were cold, her fingers were like a sword, and she swept over unceremoniously: "However, I am not as kind as you!" ”

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