Lu Weiwei froze in place, by the faint light.

She saw Yang Lingfeng suddenly run up, and he was rushing in his direction.

At the same time, I vaguely saw the hurried worry on Yang Lingfeng's face.

It's confusing.

In front of Yang Lingfeng, the weasel was constantly galloping, and its target was only one and that was Lu Weiwei.

As long as he can possess Lu Weiwei's body, he can coerce Yang Lingfeng, who wants to put him to death, to let him go.

Out of the instinct of life, it ran hard without looking back.

Not the slightest notice of the impending danger.

Under Yang Lingfeng's full thrust, the peachwood sword slid rapidly in the air, faintly bringing a whirring sound and heading straight towards the weasel.

Time passes. It was only a few seconds from before, and the weasel looked up, and it found that it was only less than a meter away from Lu Weiwei.

A smug smile appeared on his face, because one more meter forward meant that he could be reborn.

Encouraged by this sentiment, the weasel's speed increased slightly.

But at the same time, it was at this time that a flying sword flew down from the sky.

In its stunned eyes.

It pierced straight into its soul.

Suddenly, an incomparably hot pain spread throughout the weasel's body.

The smile suddenly froze at this time.

"Squeak squeak......" A terrible cry suddenly sounded.

The sound is hard to hear and harsh.

Yang Lingfeng couldn't help frowning, but he reacted immediately, which showed that he had hit, and he was happy in his heart.

At the same time, a woman's scream followed. "Ahh

Yang Lingfeng looked up, and with the faint yellow light, he could see the situation clearly.

Immediately, Yang Lingfeng also understood what was going on.

It turned out that at this moment, the weasel and Lu Weiwei who were in the sword were already less than half a meter.

A sharp peachwood sword pierced into the weasel's spirit body, and it was less than half a meter away from Lu Weiwei.

That meant that the peachwood sword just now suddenly fell from a little in front of Lu Weiwei, and this abrupt situation also frightened Lu Weiwei.

Yang Lingfeng took a few steps forward, and now he saw the situation in front more clearly.

I saw the peachwood sword piercing through the weasel's neck and directly penetrating its whole body.

At the moment, it was lying on the ground dying, constantly gasping for breath on the masonry slabs.

The narrow mouth is open, the half of the tongue is weakly drooping, very weak, and the body has become a little lighter, and it may not be long before it will disappear.

Yang Lingfeng looked at the weasel lying on the ground, and there was not the slightest pity in his eyes.

It knows what this guy paid attention to in his heart just now, and he actually wants to blackmail himself through Lu Weiwei?

For this kind of death-seeking behavior, Yang Lingfeng scoffed.

After walking in, Yang Lingfeng felt the mottled aura that overflowed from his body, obviously the raw yang qi that it had not yet digested.

It means that this guy has already harmed someone! Then I can't keep him!

While thinking, Yang Lingfeng walked.

Keep shortening the distance between the two.

In the end, Yang Lingfeng suddenly stopped less than a meter in front of Li Lu Weiwei.

At this moment, the weasel was between the two, and when it heard Yang Lingfeng's footsteps suddenly stopped, it reluctantly raised its narrow head lying on the ground and tilted its head to look at Yang Lingfeng, its eyes were full of viciousness and violence, as if it wanted to swallow Yang Lingfeng in one gulp, but it was too weak, and it was a little difficult to even open its mouth wider.

Originally, it was hit by Yang Lingfeng's peachwood sword, and it might not have become so weak.

But this peachwood sword coincidentally stabbed it in the neck, just like a living creature, the most important thing is the brain, and there are the most important neural pathways on the neck. For it, this neck is like its death hole, and once it has suffered such a severe penetrating wound, it has no chance of escaping.

Seeing that Wong Tai Sin, who was half-dead on the ground, actually wanted to bite himself at this time.

Do you mean it's bold...... Dare to ...... It's still beyond my means.

Yang Lingfeng shook his head, since you still don't repent, then give it a ride yourself.

Thinking of Yang Lingfeng, he raised one foot, jumped up, and kicked forward the peach wood sword on the ground.

The wooden sword was affected by the force, and it suddenly moved forward more than ten centimeters, and immediately split the weasel's head in half, and with the last mournful roar, it turned into a cloud of green smoke and disappeared between heaven and earth.

Such dissipation means that it is completely gone.

Such a death is the end of the word.

There is no chance of reincarnation.

Immediately after, Yang Lingfeng picked up the wooden sword on the ground, wiped the dust off it, and took out a piece of red cloth to slowly wrap it.

After putting away the peachwood sword, Yang Lingfeng raised his head.

I saw Lu Weiwei's pretty face.

On top of the pretty face, there is a little white.

I saw a small hand she raised and kept beating her chest.

A look of horror.

Yang Lingfeng didn't speak, but looked at her with a slight smile.

After a while, Lu Weiwei put away her little hand, looking at it that it should be a little more relaxed.

She suddenly spoke: "Brother Lingfeng! I was almost scared to death just now, when the sword suddenly fell in front of me, and I thought I was going to die. ”

"Hey, hey, hey! Excuse me! Yang Lingfeng waved his hand, revealing a helpless smile, what could he do, if it weren't for the fact that he just thought of throwing the wooden sword, Lu Weiwei would be in danger now.

And it's all in that situation, how can he take care of her feelings.

The flying sword she was suddenly attacked just now was like a huge bullet, and she still has some lingering palpitations.

I can't help but have some complaints in my heart.

Come over for a moment.

Remembering that Yang Lingfeng picked up the short sword from the ground just now, she had seen it before, and Yang Lingfeng had taken it out when they met in the abandoned public toilet not long ago.

Suddenly, she was curious, and she couldn't help asking, "But Brother Lingfeng, why did you throw a flying sword just now?" Also, I just saw that the sword didn't seem to hit the ground, but floated vertically in the air! ”

Seeing Lu Weiwei asking, Yang Lingfeng didn't intend to hide it.

Then he said: "Actually, there was a demon spirit in front of you just now, that is, the spirit body of a goblin, but you are just an ordinary person, and you have not opened your yin eyes, so you can't see it." That guy wanted to get on your body just now, I was too far away from you just now, there is no way but to come up with this trick, otherwise once you run into your body, it will threaten me with your life, and it is difficult for me to say that I can completely protect you! Luckily, it was stabbed by the wooden sword I threw at it, and the peachwood sword sank into its body, and the wooden sword did not float in the air, but pierced its body. Since you can't see the existence of the demon spirit, it gives you the illusion that the wooden sword is floating in the air! ”