Su Caiyin also made a move at the same time, and the Yuehua sword was aimed at Ding Feng's figure who was hurriedly retreating, and stabbed towards his chest with a sword!

"Ding—"

The mutation protruded, Ding Feng did not dodge or dodge, and let Su Caiyin's sword stab over, but the sword did not penetrate into the flesh, as if it was blocked by something.

Ding Feng's clothes glowed with a faint brilliance, like a protective cover, firmly protecting him in it.

"Don't you know there's something called a spirit weapon?"

Ding Feng's banter was undisguised, if it wasn't for the wrong timing, he would even want to laugh out loud.

What two fools, who want to kill themselves without their own strength, who gave them the guts!

Ding Muyu in the distance also wanted to laugh, but she suddenly found that Su Caiyin's expression was extremely calm, how could there be a trace of panic and chagrin?

Wrong!

She was about to make a warning, but the next moment something happened!

"Hmm...... You! ”

Ding Feng's eyes widened, and he stretched out a trembling finger to point at Su Caiyin, and there were blood stains on his lips.

"Of course I know about spiritual weapons, but it's just you, but I don't know what a sneak attack is."

Su Caiyin chuckled and shook her head.

Her face was a little pale, but she felt a sense of relief.

Xiao Rou threw out a big hammer at the right time, and Ding Feng's body was knocked out and fell to the ground with a thud, and at his throat, there was an extremely thin and inconspicuous needle shaking slightly.

In the next moment, the needle dissipated without a trace, as if it had never appeared.

Ding Feng opened his eyes blindly, and there was unwillingness and horror in his eyes!

Impossible, how could he die!

Su Caiyin breathed a sigh of relief.

Su Chen once gave her a box, and the contents of the box were like mist and clouds, according to him, it was the benefit given to him by the person who wanted to harm Su Lun, but Su Chen didn't know the use of things, so he stayed by his side, and then the things came to Su Caiyin's hands.

Others may not understand what it is, but Su Caiyin recognized that it was a misty cloud silk that could improve soul power!

After being reborn, her soul power weakened too much, and she couldn't even use the phantom needle technique she had learned before, but after having the Misty Cloud Silk, Su Caiyin's soul power increased by more than two times!

It was because of this that she performed the Phantom Needle technique again tonight.

It's just that the Phantom Needle Technique consumes too much soul power, and neither the power nor the support time can be compared with when he was in the Jade Spirit Realm, but it is still enough to deal with a Ding Feng.

"So fast? Not bad. ”

The brisk voice of the Shen Pavilion Lord sounded, and Su Caiyin and Xiao Rou turned around to see him coming from the night, walking calmly and smiling.

"That's ......"

Su Caiyin's gaze crossed him and placed Xiao Fan behind him...... of the hands.

He was carrying a man in his hand, and the man shrugged his head, not knowing whether he was dead or unconscious.

"Bang!"

As soon as Xiao Fan's hand was released, the person was thrown to the ground by him, revealing half of his side face.

"Ding Zhe!" Su Caiyin was taken aback.

I really didn't expect that I didn't hear any movement here, and Elder Ding had already been taken down by Xiao Fan!

It was because of the phantom needle that he caught Ding Feng off guard, but Xiao Fan ......

Could it be that his cultivation is above the green level?

"It's just right, both of them have been solved, let's go, go over there and have a look."

Su Caiyin was still thinking about it, Leng Buding's wrist was pulled up, and he couldn't help but follow the Shen Pavilion Lord in the direction of the Treasure Pavilion!

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