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At this time, Wen Zhihan and Thunderstorm were in a fierce battle.

Although both of them only entered here with consciousness, they were able to use other means except for not being able to use their own treasures.

And the two of them also seemed to have obtained some treasures in the space within the mountain of Sword Killing Mountain.

So it's not bare-handed.

It's just that.

The guns used in the thunderstorm were obviously more handy.

And asking Zhihan is not so lucky.

She obviously didn't have access to her best harp, and she could only use a sword to deal with the thunderstorm temporarily.

But without a piano treasure, asking Zhihan is equivalent to losing his right hand.

Unable to display her most powerful piano skills, she was always a little shorter in the face of thunderstorms at this time, and she was always at a disadvantage. When Ling Yun arrived, he saw that the spear in the hand of the thunderstorm fell heavily on Wen Zhihan's right shoulder, which made Wen Zhihan's ideological body already a lot weaker, if it was a little weaker, then Wen Zhihan's consciousness would automatically leave the mountain in a traumatized form

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"Ask Zhihan, you don't have to do useless struggles anymore. As it turns out, you must not be my match now. So hand over that treasure obediently, or I won't be polite to you again. ”

"You should know that if I kill your ideology, you won't be able to take out what you have gained here. At that time, even if your consciousness returns to its original body, what you will gain is that your soul will be severely damaged. It's not the slightest good for you. ”

"You should know that as well as I do. ”

Thunderstorm intimidation asked Zhihan.

Ask Zhihan's face was full of unwillingness, the treasures in her hands were handed over to others like this, she was naturally unwilling.

But she also understands that in her current state, she is no match for this thunderstorm.

Feeling depressed in his heart, Wen Zhihan's face became more and more ugly. "Ask Zhihan, if you really don't want to hand over the treasure you just got, it's okay, but you have to promise me one condition, that is, to stay with me for a few nights and serve me well, you should know that I have a little meaning for you, as long as you satisfy me, anything is fine

Say. ”

Thunderstorm's expression became lewd.

The eyes swept around Wen Zhihan even more hotly.

"Disgusting. ”

Ask Zhihan angrily.

He had known that the thunderstorm had bad intentions for him.

But she didn't expect this thunderstorm to say such obscene words in front of her now.

"Well, you don't want to say that, in that case, then don't blame my men for being ruthless. Ask Zhihan, the treasure on your body is not only mine, but soon after, your person must also be mine. ”

A hint of violence flashed in Thunderstorm's eyes.

As he spoke, he had to do it.

But at this moment.

Suddenly, a voice rang out loud in the cave.

"Dog thing, stop me. ”

Ling Yun smiled grimly and walked out slowly from the side.

The eyes that looked at the thunderstorm were full of disgust and contempt.

"Lingyun ......"

When Zhihan saw Ling Yun, it was like seeing a savior, and a bright smile immediately bloomed on her face.

"What are you? How dare you meddle here?"

Thunderstorm's gaze first fell on Ling Yun with a little vigilance, but when he realized that Ling Yun only had a mid-level cultivation of the True Martial Realm, this vigilance immediately turned into nothing, replaced by a sneer.

"What are you, the idea of a woman who wants to beat me?"

Ling Yun walked to Wen Zhihan's side, his eyes locked on the thunderstorm like an eagle, and the cold voice revealed a thick ferocious intent, which entered the ears of the thunderstorm.

"My woman?"

When Zhihan heard these four words, she was like an electric shock all over her body.

If those four words had come out of Thunderstorm's mouth, she would have felt disgusted.

can say it from Ling Yun's mouth, but she inexplicably swelled a warm current from the bottom of her heart.

"Tsk, your woman? Ask Zhihan that I don't even look down on me, will I look down on a scum like you? I want a hero to save beauty, right? Since that's the case, then my thunderstorm today will make you understand what it means to be self-immeasurable. ”

The thunderstorm scoffed at Ling Yun.

In the previous battle between Ling Yun and Ye Fengqing at the top of Sword Killing Mountain, the thunderstorm whose consciousness had entered this mountain did not know, so he didn't know that Ling Yun had the ability to kill Ye Fengqing, if he knew, he would never dare to say such words in front of Ling Yun at this moment.

"Zhihan, I don't think we need to talk nonsense with this kind of cheap man. Do you want to do it with me and teach him how to behave, or do you want to rest and watch me beat such dogs? ”

Ling Yun didn't pay attention to the thunderstorm, but asked Zhihan on the side.

A "Zhihan", coupled with a "I listen to you", seems extremely ambiguous.

Ling Yun's ignorance, coupled with such ambiguity, undoubtedly made Thunderstorm's anger rise even more.

Without waiting for Zhihan to answer Ling Yun's words, Thunderstorm took the lead.

"Dead and crumbling, dare to cross in front of me, and send you a son: death. ”

The roar of the thunderstorm resounded throughout the cave, and the spear in his hand was already slamming in the air, and the entire space immediately rippled like rippling water, and then the ripples immediately turned into strange spears and shot towards Lingyun.

Seeing this, Ling Yun suddenly had an extra ground-level sword in his hand, and a sword poured out, and the sword momentum became instantaneous.

The sword momentum like a mountain crushed all the spears that burst into the fire.

Thunderstorm frowned, a hint of surprise flashing in his eyes.

"Gun snake trick. ”

I saw that the spear in his hand turned sharply with his wrist, and the billowing evil qi continued to spread, turning into a spiritual snake on it, and roaring fiercely at Ling Yun again.

"Qinglian Sword Technique, Sword Sea. ”

Ling Yun was not polite to him.

He had fought with Ye Fengqing before, and the strength of this thunderstorm was about the same as that of Ye Fengqing, so he had a trace of confidence in his heart, and he was not stingy with his own means when he made a move.

I saw that the sword in his hand burst out with a huge sword might, and a sea of swords wandering with countless sword lotuses appeared, colliding with the thunderstorm's gun.

Clang!

The sound of gold and iron echoed throughout the cave, and the huge sea of swords engulfed the thunderstorm's execution, and Yu Wei rushed towards the thunderstorm.

"What?"

Thunderstorm didn't expect Ling Yun's combat power to be so amazing, seeing that the sword sea was about to rush to him, his body immediately retreated, and at the same time, the spear in his hand continued to spin in the air, and finally quickly formed a spear shield in front of him.

The remnants of the sea of swords slammed into the shield.

The terrifying energy storm swept in all directions, causing the thunderstorm body to take many steps back, and the ideological body immediately weakened a little.

There was no doubt that he was paying for his contempt for Ling Yun.

"Good boy, I didn't expect to have two hits, which almost made me fall on my head. However, if the ants want to swallow the elephant, it is absolutely impossible. Thunderstorm's face was full of anger, his nostrils were breathing, his voice was extremely cold, and his eyes as he looked at Ling Yun were already surging with incomparably fierce killing intent.