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Feng Qingyan dodged and walked towards the outside of Shangshu's Mansion, not because she wanted to deliberately complicate things, but if they did it in this courtyard, then once they made a big fuss, someone would definitely find out and rush over.

The soul power on her body is her secret, and she doesn't want too many people to know about it, as for those who already know, enemies like the man in black, they will never let them live if they can kill them.

However, the strength of this man in black is not weak, only a little worse than Ye Yunshen, and her soul power has not yet recovered to its peak, and it is impossible to kill him with one move.

The purpose of the man in black coming here was just to kill Feng Qingyan, and when he saw her leave, he immediately chased her out.

As the two left, the surroundings seemed to be quiet again, and Shadow Wind was still quietly using his spiritual power to stabilize the injuries on his body, although he was worried about Feng Qingyan's safety, he also knew that he couldn't help much.

In a duel between masters, the weak will come over and make themselves into a corpse if they are not careful.

For now, he can only send a message to Ye Yunshen.

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Feng Qingyan swept through the streets of Shangjing, so fast that ordinary people couldn't see her figure at all, and the man in black had been chasing after her.

The two of them went all the way out of the capital, and when they arrived in the woods outside the city, the figure of Feng Qingyan flew to the ground, and the wind blade attack of the black-clothed man behind them attacked again from all directions.

Feng Qingyan had nowhere to dodge, so she could only face the difficulties, she used her soul power to prop up a protective shield, and the man in black couldn't break it for the time being.

The wind spirit power attacked, startling the birds and finches inhabiting the forest, and the man in black stepped out from a high place, flying in front of her with the wind blade.

When he raised his hand, he saw several sword shadows that had been transformed, slashing mercilessly towards Feng Qingyan.

Without the wind blade attacking from all sides, Feng Qingyan took a step back while putting away the protective shield, just this step, and in the next moment, her figure appeared a hundred steps away.

This trick she calls the end of the world.

In one step, the ground is shrunk into inches, the so-called end of the world, thousands of miles away.

However, with her current strength, it is still difficult to be thousands of miles away, but within a hundred steps, it is completely effortless.

The transformed sword shadow was still coming towards her violently, Feng Qingyan sneered, is she really easy to bully?

When she raised her hand, the Soul Destroying Bow, which had not been used for a long time, appeared in her hand, and the red lines on the bow were as evil as blood.

Stretching her hand and pulling the bow, the five arrows were constantly condensing, and the coldness in her eyes made people feel like falling into an ice cave just by looking at it, and the momentum emanating from her body was like a god of death from hell.

The moment the string was released, the five arrows turned into a red streamer, and with a bang, it shattered the five transformed sword shadows at the same time.

The remaining sword shadows were aimed directly at her, and she turned over to dodge, her eyes unchanged, and she drew her bow again, and five arrows fired in unison.

An indescribably complicated look flashed in the eyes of the man in black, and taking advantage of the fact that Feng Qingyan's attention was not on his side, he jumped in the air, reaching out for the eagle's claws, and multiple spiritual power attacks continued to be issued.

Feng Qingyan leaned sideways, his figure spinning with her steps, dodging his spiritual attacks.

As soon as she stopped, she put away the Soul Slayer Bow and fought the man in black head-on.

Her body is as fast as a ghost, and her next move is difficult to catch, and the man in black is not far behind, but he is still slightly inferior, and he has already faintly lost the upper hand in a short time.

Feng Qingyan threw a punch, the fist was like a blade, as if it had used the strength of a thousand catties, and directly beckoned to the face of the man in black.

In an instant, the man in black didn't even have time to dodge before he was knocked to the ground with a punch, and the ghost mask he wore on his face fell off.