"I want you to apologize immediately for your slanderous words against the Zhao family!" Zhao Xiucheng's hand touched the hilt of the sword in his hand, his clothes were windless, and his hair was flying.

Nie Yunwen snorted coldly: "Very good, then see the real chapter under the move!" Whoever wins, listen to whom! ”

At the speed of lightning, a flash of light flashed, and a fan appeared in her hand.

Although she preferred the flute as a weapon, it came out of the Thousand Abyss Secret Realm.

There is only one in the world, and there is a thousand abysses of soul power in it, and the uniqueness is stronger than anything else. Whenever something happens, don't say that you have gone all directions, even if you show up in any mountain forest, you may not be recognized by the cow ghosts and snake gods passing by.

So she figured it out a long time ago, and picked a good-looking fan among the large number of things she received in the secret realm.

This fan bone is bright red, like the flame attribute of her previous life. After unfolding, it is white, plus some beautiful light-colored lines in the fan, which not only looks very good and satisfies her, but also adds to the power of the exercises.

It is a superlative treasure that is a spiritual weapon on the surface, but its actual power surpasses that of a spiritual weapon!

As soon as this thing came out, the green and blue light made Zhao Xiucheng's pupils shrink.

"What you have in your hand is ......"

Nie Yunwen smiled lightly: "It's just a spiritual weapon, Zhao Gongzi won't be afraid, right?!" ”

"Humph!" Zhao Xiucheng is a proud person in his heart, he has his own insistence, and he was so excited by her, but he put everything down.

"Then offend!"

The next moment, Nie Yunwen flew straight into the sky. After all, this is a city, and her cultivation in this life can rely on saving people, so she doesn't want others to be implicated for no reason no matter what.

Zhao Xiucheng was stunned for a moment, and the expression on his face eased a little when he saw her figure floating in the air.

"You're a good person." He said.

The corners of Nie Yun's mouth hooked, she didn't understand and didn't bother to understand what he meant, and said lightly: "Don't talk nonsense!" ”

The bento made the first move, and the figure disappeared into the distance in a flash, but the next moment it appeared in front of Zhao Xiucheng.

Zhao Xiucheng had already prepared, and raised his hand to hold her fan with a sword.

Although his face didn't look difficult, his heart was actually flooded with turbulence!

The woman's speed was so fast that he couldn't see with his eyes, or even judge by his senses.

It can only be fended off by the instinct of battle.

You must know that he is twenty years old this year, and if he can reach his current combat experience, it is still earned by countless sweat and blood efforts in the cultivation holy land of the Zhao family's main sect day and night!

But now, even if he is in the middle stage of Jindan, even if his fighting instinct far exceeds that of his peers, he can still only parry under her attack, and there is no room to fight back at all!

"Boom-" The piercing sound of weapon crashing like thunder fell to the bottom of his heart.

Every attack of the woman in front of him hit him at the most uncomfortable point.

And it's endless, and it's not tiring.

The two of them had already fought thirty times in just three or five breaths.

Nie Yunwen was relaxed, as if she was warming up.

And although Zhao Xiucheng did not show his inferiority, the sweat on his forehead had betrayed his state at the moment.

"Huh-" A slight voice swept by.

Zhao Xiucheng's face changed, and he tilted his head dangerously, avoiding her fatal stroke, and the burning breath on the fan broke a few strands of hair in front of him.