Xu Youjian really couldn't imagine that a person's smile could be so thrilling.

She is the lily of the abyss.

It makes people depraved, but it also makes people beautiful.

......

"Exchange for martial arts - Hate the Sky Scythe. ”

"Drop! The martial arts have been successfully exchanged, and the host body is being fused......"

A pitch-black scythe appeared in Zhou Yutong's hand.

The move of the Hate Scythe came to mind, as if it had been imprinted, as if it had been experienced and drunk for many years.

Her body was being improved by a surge of energy, evolving towards the perfect body form of the Heaven-Hating Scythe.

On the surface, she couldn't see anything, but her muscle state had changed subtly.

"Interesting!" Silver Dust watched the change, his eyes flashed, and he saw something, something very interesting.

Zhou Yutong's face was cold and tense, and he struck at the silver dust with a scythe.

Fast as a ghost,

Kill the world!

Silver Dust's complexion remains unchanged, his left hand is ice, and his right hand is fire.

You have a scythe,

I hold yin and yang to cut life and death.

There was a thick layer of frost in the air, which restricted Zhou Yutong's movements.

If it is said that Mo Wen just wraps his whole body around fire, it is popular.

Then Silver Dust playing with fire can be called an art master.

He didn't wrap his whole body in fire, he let the flames flip and jump in his palms, and even a gust of wind could blow them.

As he attacked, the flames turned into swords, condensed into substance with the ice blade, and slashed towards Zhou Yutong.

When Zhou Yutong swung the sickle, the ice and fire exploded instantly, producing a strong impact, and the sporadic fires gathered again, wrapping Zhou Yutong and wanting to burn her.

It's endless, and the desire to cut is getting stronger.

Zhou Yutong kept swinging the sickle.

But it also gradually began to retreat.

This is no longer a matter of spiritual power, but involves skills, and her techniques are too rough to compare to the ever-changing operations of Silver Dust.

In Yinchen's hands, she is like a puppeteer, manipulated by pulling strings. And this thread is the ice and fire in Yinchen's hands.

"Brother Mo, I can't help it! I want to help her. Xu Youjian reached out and grabbed the hilt of the sword behind him.

He wants to draw his sword!

But she said she didn't need his help.

He's struggling!

"Hmm!"

An ice pick pierced Zhou Yutong's abdomen.

Holding back her screams, she reached out and pulled out the icicle, the wound healing quickly under the world-hating energy.

But the ice picks were endless, and waves of unevenness rose again and again.

Shoot at her.

She couldn't help it, so she wrapped her whole body in a black barrier.

But the flames also enveloped the black barrier, and the ice picks swirled on the barrier, tearing down the barrier structure.

She had no spiritual power, but she couldn't hold up the barrier.

Fire and ice have come to your face.

Suddenly!

The sword qi in the sky slashed through the air, colliding with ice and fire.

A figure stood in front of her.

It was Xu Youjian, he couldn't help it after all.

Her eyelashes trembled.

My heart also skipped a beat.

But this emotion was quickly suppressed by monstrous hatred.

Once you enter the world of hatred, it is difficult to turn back, and there is no resentment in life and death.

This is something that the system has said for a long time.

At that time she was willing.

Now she has to be willing, too.

"Are you going to stand up for her?" Yinchen looked at Xu Youjian with interest.

"No need!" Zhou Yutong said coldly behind him.

She pulls out a purple fruit from system space.

As soon as the fruit appeared, it caused a storm and thunder.

Mo Wen felt the amazing aura brewing on it,

I'm afraid that if I take a bite, I will feather and ascend to the immortal.

She threw the fruit to Yinchen, didn't look at Xu Youjian, and walked into the distance, her voice indifferent and cold: "Don't be sentimental again! Don't appear in front of me again, otherwise I will kill him!"

"Girl, I'm just ......" Xu Youjian stretched out his hand to stop her.

He tried to explain something, but his mind was empty.

The girl slashed out with a black light and forced him back.

"Get out!"

Her voice was repulsive.

When the sound subsided, the person was gone.

She walked away gently, leaving only Xu Youjian with a bitter face.

Mo Wen walked over: "See! Your girl doesn't like you at all! You hit the street! Do you have to get yourself bruised?"

"I ......" Xu Youjian wanted to explain, but found that he couldn't speak, so he could only bow his head and remain silent.

In the face of feelings, he is just a child, ignorant and stubborn.

"Ahhh Yinchen put away the Wind Thunder Fruit and clapped his hands on the side and smiled.

Xu Youjian didn't refute, his head lowered even more.

But Mo asked but was unhappy, and directly scolded him: "Are you looking for death?"

He taunted Xu Youjian, but he didn't allow others to taunt.

"Why, don't tell me?"

"Are you worthy?"

"Then are you worthy?"

The two of them pointed to each other.

"Want to fight?"

"Afraid of you?"

Mo Wen stopped talking, and raised his fist and swung it directly.

Silver Dust's eyes flashed with disdain, and he greeted him.

Bang bang bang!

Mo Wen exchanged punches for punches and hit Yinchen in the face.

Yinchen suddenly became furious: "You dare to hit me in the face?"

"I'm going to kick your ass again!" responded to Mo Wen's disdainful voice.

Hehe!

Yinchen sneered and hit it first.

Dare to hit me in the face?

I'll hit you until you're disfigured!

Both of them are box-for-fist fights, pounding each other's faces, punching to the flesh.

Soon, both of them had blue noses and swollen faces.

"I'm not playing with you anymore!" Yinchen wiped his hands on his face, and his handsome face reappeared, without any traces of injury.

"Do you think I want to play with you?" Mo asked, the spiritual power covered his face, and the bruises quickly disappeared, and his face returned to its original state.

Silver Dust freezes ice with his left hand, and turns his right hand into fire.

It's a rehash!

Seeing this, Mo Wen directly proposed the Nameless Sword.

What's your skill?

Lao Tzu broke ten thousand laws with one force!

He jumped high and slashed the galaxy with his sword!

The whole person swooped down towards the silver dust with a brilliant momentum.

Ice to break the ice, fire to carry the fire.

What if you hurt a thousand enemies and lose 800 yourself?

He believed that if Nangong Jue was here, he would probably be even more ruthless than himself.

I finally wrapped my whole body with spiritual power, and replaced it with Nangong Jue, I am afraid that my physical body will directly resist!

The best way to deal with this kind of person is to exchange injuries for injuries.

If you meet him, you will definitely be grinded to death.

Zhou Yutong's experience has just appeared!

Silver Dust didn't back down.

He has absolute confidence in himself!

The spiritual power of both hands shook, and the martial arts worked quickly.

He was like a fierce tiger, fierce and powerful, striking downward.

The two of them rushed into each other and bumped into each other.

Silver dust is a temporary reaction after all, slightly inferior, but the overall harmless.

He stared at Mo Wen with his eyes, a little shocked.

Is this an opponent?

It's a pity that I can't give full play to my strength.

All kinds of means are not something that can be used in the first realm.

I only sighed that the time in the first realm was too short and there were too few things to learn.

"Do you want to fight?" Mo asked, sticking his sword into the ground.

His strongest attack is also on par with him, and if he wants to win, he can only rely on his sword skills to surprise him.

"No fights. Silver Dust shook his head. Mo Wen's spiritual power is extremely strong, coupled with that kind of crazy fight.

Alas!

Forget it, just spare him once.

"Count you as acquaintances. With a wave of Mo Wen's hand, the nameless sword turned into a streamer and grazed Yinchen's ear, and then flew back into his hand.

"Is this a swordfight?"

He remembered Mo Wen's earlier move of sticking his sword into the ground.

Inwardly angry.

This kid is yin enough!