The first to move was Tang Muqian. Her movements were clean and neat, she jumped high upwards, made an elegant turn in the air, and the knife in her hand also cut a long, sharp blood-red sword, and everywhere she went, there was the sound of the air being cut, which sounded really terrifying.

Leng Hankong naturally had a set of plans in his heart, and in the face of the sword, he unhurriedly greeted it with the Xiaolan Han Sword in his hand, and in just an instant, the ice blue and blood red collided fiercely, and countless sparks burst out between the sword body and the sword, which can be regarded as a rather grand scene.

This time, the two of them fought to an equal footing, and neither took advantage of anyone, Tang Muqian's sword could not further achieve the purpose of attacking, and Leng Hankong's sword could only resist rather than counterattack.

In the end, Leng Hankong and Tang Muqian both chose to take a step back, after all, it was not a way to just consume it like this.

The sword disappeared, and when she clashed with Xiao Lan Hanjian again, it was already a real hand-to-hand combat, Tang Muqian no longer insisted on subduing Leng Hankong with one blow, but turned to find his weakness, her attacks became faster and sharper, and each attack was aimed at Leng Hankong's vital point. Her current appearance is like a rose on the battlefield, seductive but with hurtful thorns.

Leng Hankong did not lose his rhythm because of this, he still calmly responded to Tang Muqian's every attack, not in a hurry, but took every step he took now.

For a while, there was no superfluous sound, only the crisp sound of gold and iron, constantly knocking on the hearts of the two people present, causing ripples, but it could not set off any waves. Leng Hankong and Tang Muqian didn't have any extra moves, after all, neither of them wanted the other party to catch any flaws. This also created a somewhat strange situation - when two Feather Warriors in the Wing-Folding Stage were fighting, none of them used the skill of Spirit Feather during this time, and it was all a clash of skills.

If Tang Muqian is considered to be the embodiment of dexterity and sharpness, then Leng Hankong can be called a rock-solid, even if Tang Muqian's attack falls, he can always defuse it with calm strength, and he has never even moved his footsteps.

"......" Leng Hankong was silent for a long time, and after Tang Muqian's another attack passed, he quietly asked Long Ling, "Long Ling, should we take the initiative, there is no way to go on like this." As he spoke, he raised his hand to block and responded to a rather sharp attack from Tang Muqian.

"It's time to fight back appropriately. Long Ling responded. "It's not a way to drag it down after all, the fake Tang Muqian is here, we should also solve her earlier, and then go and find the real Tang Muqian. ”

Leng Hankong nodded in agreement, when Tang Muqian attacked again, he reacted quickly to a sideways, and just dodged this attack impartially, although Tang Muqian's attack almost wiped his hair, but after all, it only cut off a few strands of hair floating in the air in Leng Hankong, and did not cause any substantial damage to himself.

Tang Muqian's attack finally fell into the air, and her blood-red blade slammed into the ground fiercely, and the large countershock force shook her hands numbly, not to mention, and the whole person suddenly lost her balance.

Taking advantage of Tang Muqian's new strength, Leng Hankong slashed out mercilessly with a sword, just right, beating Tang Muqian, who had no time to react, to the side. The girl rolled on the ground a few times before she could barely get up.

But before she shook her head or anything, Leng Hankong had already come to her with a forty-meter machete in front of her.

"Tell you, one day your beloved will step on the colorful auspicious clouds...... Let's take your dog's life! Come, let you run thirty-nine meters first. ”

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Okay, Leng Hankong wouldn't be so naïve, in fact, he didn't have that much time to talk when he ran to Tang Muqian's side - he didn't bother to say anything about the fake in front of him. Therefore, Leng Hankong directly launched an attack.

The Xiao Lan Han Sword in his right hand slashed down with all his might, colliding with the crimson twin blades raised by Tang Muqian. Tang Muqian's response was hasty after all, and it was no match for Leng Hankong's charged blow, so she was hit by Leng Hankong's slash this time that her legs sank to the ground.

The situation changed in an instant, and the originally evenly matched battle became closer to one side due to the sudden increase in the power of the cold cold air, and the balance of victory seemed to gradually tip in the direction of the cold cold air. This attack on Tang Muqian alone is already difficult enough to resist, and I don't know what she will do in the future.

However, Tang Muqian had her own way after all, although she carried the power of the cold sky - twice the strength of the usual Wing-Folding Period Feather Battle Master, she could still use her Spirit Feather ability. At that moment, wisps of orange-yellow flames slowly released outwards from the wings behind him, and these flames were quite spiritually dense at the collision of the two weapons.

Leng Hankong immediately found that the power from Tang Muqian's side suddenly became stronger—no, it was better to say that it was because of the existence of those few wisps of flames that the power on his side was offset a lot, so it was more accurate to say that.

And Tang Muqian's side is also much more relaxed. The pressure suddenly decreased, and Tang Muqian was able to take advantage of this opportunity to roll backwards on the spot, and finally got rid of the control of the cold sky and the Xiaolan cold sword.

On Leng Hankong's side, because of inertia, the hands holding the Xiao Lan Han Sword still maintained a downward slashing motion, but his reaction was also very fast, he stopped his movements alive, and lifted the Xiao Lan Han Sword in reverse. But after doing this, Leng Hankong was also panting heavily. Obviously, after the hard blow just now was stopped by him, even if it was himself, it would take a lot of money to completely take this recoil roar.