Youyu Lingshuang's right palm flipped over, and a silver needle as thin as a cow's hair flew towards the ten thousand peach blossoms at an incredible speed.

Just listen to the snapping sound, and a certain inconspicuous peach blossom cracks in response to the sound and turns into powder.

The poisonous mist, which was already about to engulf the Dark Feather Frost, hurriedly burrowed into the cracks of the ground as if it had lost its backbone, and disappeared without a trace in a short time.

During the whole process, Yu Yu Lingshuang didn't move a step, and the speed of breaking the formation was even faster, even a grandmaster who specialized in formation couldn't do it like her.

The most terrifying thing is that she not only found the array eye from the ten thousand peach blossoms at a glance, but also used a silver needle to pass through the ten thousand flowers and hit the array eye directly.

What kind of keen insight, how precise control, looking at the world, few people can do it.

"Someone." Yu Yu Lingshuang's eyes froze, and his whole body became vigilant.

It's this feeling again, excited, bloodthirsty, and the cells of the whole body start to shout.

This is a kind of eagerness to meet a powerful opponent, and this is the only person in this world who can give her this feeling, and that is Sang Moyu.

"What shall I call you? Yin Ya County Lord is still ...... The regent of Yingguo - Yu Yu Ling Shuang"

When the words fell, I saw a purple figure coming from the depths of the peach forest.

I don't know if it's intentional, but the clothes they are wearing today, whether it is color or pattern, are strikingly similar, showing that they are from the same person.

Sang Moyu has always liked to wear Xuanyi, but today he is unusual, wearing clothes of other colors, and even more coincidentally, it coincides with Youyu Lingshuang.

Is it a coincidence? There are so many coincidences in this world.

Thinking about coming to the palace side by side, there is also a lot of his eyeliner, and he still can't prevent it, if Wen Qitian knows, it will definitely be very interesting.

Sang Moyu is indeed worthy of being the number one person in the list of beautiful men in Leaf Pavilion, and it is not an exaggeration to say that he is the first beautiful man in the world.

He was dressed in purple, simple and elegant. The inky green silk is untied, soft and smooth like fine silk, and under the eyebrows, which are more beautiful than women, are a pair of sharp and deep eyes, a straight nose, thin and moderate cherry lips, and a flawless handsome face.

This is a face that is enough to make women in the world ashamed.

The corners of Sang Moyu's eyes were slightly raised, and his thin lips were lightly pursed, as if he was smiling but not smiling, adding a bit of sultry style.

"His Royal Highness the War King is a good method, but he discovered my identity earlier than he imagined. Why, you're going to denounce me? ”

Yu Yu Lingshuang sneered, and her beautiful face seemed to be covered with a layer of ice.

She has never underestimated Sang Moyu, this man is her biggest rival in this life, and it is not surprising that his identity was discovered.

And Sang Moyu is the same, and he also regards Youyu Lingshuang as the strongest opponent in his life.

The two of them are also strange to say, as if they have been destined to have a hostile relationship since they knew of each other's existence.

In the true sense, the two have never seen each other at all, even in the same place, they can't see each other for various reasons, and the closest one is only through the veil.

Maybe it's the strange sympathy between the king and the king, they seem to have a special sense of each other.

In fact, they didn't know that fate had already tied them together.

These two equally proud, equally powerful kings, strong and strong against each other, are destined to be injured.

"It looks like we're going to disappoint the regent, and the king hasn't planned to do that yet."

"Oh? So what does His Royal Highness the War King want to do? ”

The eyes of the two collided, stirring up countless sparks and lightning, crackling, and they were not to be outdone.

"I have long known that the top of the elite list that can be as famous as this king will not die so easily, it is really a scourge for thousands of years, and the ancients will not deceive me" Sang Moyu shook his head with a look of pity.

"Dead? Scold! If this king doesn't want to, even if it's the king of Hades, he won't want to take this king's life. ”

Youyu Lingshuang also used the self-title of this king this time, and the two fought a tie again.

The two terrifying air pressures tore each other apart, like two giant beasts fighting for their lives, bound to fight to the death.