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The man had no intention of fighting at this time, he just wanted to slip away, his figure turned into light smoke, and he was about to rush in front of Song Qingxiao, but the woman in the middle of the street did not move, as if she had not reacted yet.

The street was so wide that if you jumped over it and escaped the siege, most of the crisis would be resolved.

A hint of joy flashed in the young man's eyes, and he breathed a sigh of relief, and when he was about to bypass Song Qingxiao's side with a burst of energy, there was a sharp pain in the sea of knowledge as if he had been pricked by a needle.

"Psychic attack?" A trace of panic flashed in the man's mouth, and his spiritual power stagnated under the severe pain, causing him to stagger and stop for a moment.

At this moment, the girl in the middle of the street turned around, took a step forward and stood in front of him, and immediately blocked his front road!

At the same time, she stretched out her hand and grabbed the man in front of the door, and the man hurriedly spun around in a panic to dodge, but she still touched the corner of the brim of his hat.

There was the sound of clattering gravel falling from behind the man, and in the sound of the wind, a chilling killing machine rushed straight from his back, causing cold sweat to flow down his back.

He didn't have to turn his head to feel that it was the silver wolf moving, and at this time he felt that the fishy wind was coming, and his eyes narrowed at the moment, clenched the dagger, and slashed it at Song Qingxiao's neck!

Careless tonight! He didn't expect that just following a friend of an ordinary person who retired from the private guard in the past would provoke such a fierce character.

This woman is a psychic power, and she can use psychic power to attack.

"Hmph, what if you're mentally strong?" The man said coldly, "It just so happens that my mental power is not weak!" ”

It is difficult for ordinary cultivators to cultivate both mental power and spiritual power, because they lack energy and they are difficult to take care of both at the same time.

Therefore, the spiritual power cultivator is far weaker than the average monk in terms of melee attack and physical strength, and the reason why she brought a wolf with her should be to use the wolf to make up for her lack of physical fitness.

But it just so happened that in addition to the cultivation of spiritual power, this man was also good at close-quarters assassination, and the dagger he was holding in his hand was almost touching Song Qingxiao's neck.

At such a distance, with his speed, it would be absolutely difficult for a person with spiritual power ability to escape!

A flash of joy flashed in the man's heart, and he said in a low voice:

"You shouldn't have let me get close."

"Really?" As soon as he finished speaking, he heard the girl in front of him snort softly, and when the dagger stabbed, she raised her hands to block.

How can such an action be stopped?

If it weren't for the wolf coming behind him, I'm afraid this man would have been unable to sneer at this time, thinking that her move was just hitting a stone with an egg, and it had no effect at all.

But the next moment, a cold air came to her face, a piece of frost formed on Song Qing's little palm, and in the blink of an eye, it turned into a thick shield like a disc, and the dagger blade stabbed up, only to hear the crisp sound of the nail, and the dagger that should have pierced her neck was blocked by this ice shield!

"Ice spiritual power?" The dagger cut through the surface of the ice shield, bringing up some debris, and the man subconsciously exclaimed, "How is this possible?" ”

Song Qing lowered his head on the small side, and under the light, a black dagger was held in the man's palm, most of the dagger was blocked by his wide sleeves, and it was not very clear to see, but from the curvature of the tip of the dagger exposed, it was similar to her dagger.

Bright color flashed in her eyes, and with a movement of her spiritual power, Frost climbed up the place where the sword and shield met.

In an instant, the dagger was covered with frost crystals, and the man's entire arm was frozen in a thick layer of ice.

Song Qingxiao raised his left hand and probed to his palm, wanting to take off the dagger to see what was going on, but the man used his spiritual power and shook his arm vigorously.

With a clicking sound, the ice formed on the arm was instantly shattered by spiritual power, and the arm was free, and as soon as he loosened his wrist, a black dagger slipped off, which happened to be grabbed in the palm of his other hand and slashed towards Song Qingxiao's cheek.

Girls generally cherish their faces, and they are afraid of breaking their faces, and when they encounter such a situation, they must dodge.

Song Qing's little face really leaned back, the man was overjoyed, his newly thawed arm slid down, and he slapped her chest with enough spiritual power!

If he slapped this palm, even if her spiritual cultivation was not weak, she would definitely suffer a big loss if she was defenseless under the dodge.

But before he slapped out the palm of his hand hit her, a cold palm that was as soft as a bone suddenly pinched his wrist, and the cold invaded, making him shiver heavily.

The man pulled his hand back in a hurry, and the palm of his hand was pinched by her, but he didn't move!

"Oops!" Such a thought flashed through the man's mind, and in a low roar, the corner of his eye caught a dazzling silver light flashing, the fur on the silver wolf's body was cold and unusually brushed over his body under the moisture of the night, and the fishy wind blew across his cheeks, and its open mouth pounced on its arm holding the dagger, closing its mouth at an incredible speed!

He hurriedly used his spiritual power to protect his arm, but the spiritual power of the protective body was not at all resistant in front of these extremely sharp teeth.

With a crisp click, the man's throat let out a painful groan, and warm blood splashed on the wolf's hair, the wolf bit the half-amputated arm, and the huge body fell to the ground lightly!

The wind blew through the wound, first cold, and then brought overwhelming pain.

"Hmm......" The man's face was distorted, and after a muffled snort, he endured the severe pain and tried to seal the wound of the broken arm with spiritual power, so as to prevent a large amount of sperm and blood from flowing out and aggravating the injury.

But he had just attached his spiritual power to it, and something that made him feel terrified happened again.

The wound on the arm that was bitten off by the silver wolf seemed to be burned by flames.

The flame burrowed into the bone marrow, as if flowing down the blood to the body, bringing a feeling of pain.

As soon as the spiritual power approached the wound, it was swallowed by this strange flame, and it was impossible to stop the bleeding from the wound.

The man's body trembled under the severe pain, and his back slumped.

At the same time, Song Qing's palm, which had been holding his wrist, loosened, and his body shook in the direction of the silver wolf.

After the wolf landed, he turned his head, as if he had a heart for her, and when he saw her stretch out his hand, he instinctively opened his mouth, and the half-amputated arm flew out of its mouth and was grabbed by Song Qingxiao!

The black dagger that the man was holding in his hand before was holding the broken arm at this time, she snorted coldly, and with a clench of her palm, a large amount of cold ice froze the broken arm.

Song Qingxiao pinched the ice hard, and the ice broke in response, and the broken arm split into countless fine pieces of meat as the broken ice pieces fell straight down, leaving a dagger in her palm.

The black dagger had the same appearance as hers, and she subconsciously turned the tail of the dagger, which was covered with a large amount of blood, but it could still be seen faintly, and there was no imprint of red leaves.

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