Dusk has arrived, thick and heavy clouds and mist entrenched in the sky, and the sunset has to take advantage of the gap to burst out a brilliant colorful glow, like a swimming fish diving in the sea tumbling out of dazzling scales.

Returning to Shili Pavilion again, Sang Moyu and Youyu Lingshuang were intercepted as a matter of course.

In fact, on the way back, the assassination is simply endless.

Yu Yu Lingshuang's face gradually became colder and colder.

Yin Yin's assassination should have been aimed at Sang Moyu, but she was dragged into the water, although Sang Moyu consciously did not let her make a move, but like a protector, she solved the trouble with ease.

But the atmosphere between them became more and more strange, and his undisguised burning eyes made her feel violated.

"The people of Yin Ziyuan." Forcibly pressing down the irritability in his heart, Yu Yu Lingshuang looked coldly at the two rows of blood-clothed people in front of him.

These people are much more powerful than the assassins before them, and they all have an indescribable aura that is different from ordinary people.

Yu Yulingshuang's eyes flashed slightly, the curvature of the corners of her lips inadvertently widened a little, and her face looked like she was watching a good show.

It seems that Yin Ziyuan was really enraged this time, so he didn't care about it, and sent his own people to deal with Sang Moyu, preparing to break the net.

If it is as expected, Yin Ziyuan should be under Sang Moyu's design at this moment, and he was stumped by something for a while, but with his ability, it won't be long before he can get out smoothly.

New hatred and old hatred, this scene is really getting more and more interesting.

"Kill!" As the words fell, several clusters of green light carrying palpitations quickly smashed fiercely in the direction of Sang Moyu and Youyu Lingshuang.

Feeling that the space was confined and his body couldn't move, Yu Yu Lingshuang was shocked, and his face was cold and terrifying.

Seeing the green light cluster getting closer and closer, Yu Yu Lingshuang felt an unprecedented sense of crisis for a while, and she was sure that if she was really hit by that incomparable terrifying force, she was afraid that her kung fu would be shattered in an instant.

clenched her fists, and the feeling of powerlessness made her feel unwilling and a stronger fighting spirit, which completely burned her deep desire to become stronger.

Boom - stab, stab

Before he reached his body, the green light cluster seemed to have encountered some powerful obstacle, and he could not move forward for half a step, and the sound of breaking the air was mixed with silver-purple electricity, exuding an extremely dangerous aura.

"Stupid!" The corners of Sang Moyu's red lips hooked slightly, and his faint voice was full of the aura of a king who despised heaven and earth.

In the face of absolute strength, any conspiracy and trickery is in vain.

I saw his right arm raised, as if gently brushing away the dust on his clothes, and those green light clusters instantly broke out of the control of the blood-clothed man, and they rose into the air and exploded, like fireworks blooming.

Seeing this, the blood-clothed man Qi Qiqi's face changed greatly, and his heart was shocked, he originally thought that he was just an ordinary person, and he was somewhat contemptuous, but he didn't expect that this man's spiritual power was so powerful, and he had reached the realm of being able to retract and release it freely.

He is about the same age as the young master, but he is even greater than the oppression given by the young master.

"Array!" If they can't complete the task, they will die horizontally and vertically, so it is better to give it a go, and maybe there is still a glimmer of life.

The blood-clothed man's hands were sealed, and he saw different shades of green mist floating on their bodies.

After a long roar, the green mist rose rapidly, condensing a number of phantoms above the void, and in an instant, the air flow seemed to be evacuated all at once.

As the last magic seal was finished, the phantoms tore through the space, and they roared towards Sang Moyu and Youyu Lingshuang with teeth and claws.

The trick was issued, and the blood-clothed man looked like the whole person had been fished out of the water, his face was as white as snow, and his expression was full of pain that he tried his best to suppress.

Obviously, they sacrificed a trick that hurt the enemy by a thousand and damaged themselves by eight hundred.

I just don't know if they can hurt their enemies at such a great price.

If not, then it is ...... It's a shame.

Glancing coldly at Sang Moyu, who looked light and breezy beside him, a dark light quickly crossed the eyes of Yu Yu Lingshuang, and it was fleeting.

Sang Moyu has never shown his true spiritual cultivation, and even Yin Ziyuan can't figure out his depth.

I have to say that she is actually a little curious.