Yan Xi's fingers pinched the scissors that had been disassembled, and let the sharp blade dance between her five fingers, drawing countless knife shadows, which were still invisible when the blade came out, but when the blade was returned, it left a red crescent moon in the air, which was the blood that had been splashed out before it could be dispersed and condensed in the air. And Yan Xi's figure has already caught up with the retreating Yin Buzheng. So much so, behind Yan Xi, a crescent moon floated quietly, and this scene looked a little beautiful.

Zhang Yue was even stunned, he would never have thought that this battle would develop like this anyway. He couldn't help but think back to the night before he left.

……

The gentleness of the night, thanks to the wisps of moonlight, the warmth of the mattress, and the fragrance of the beauties. Looking at Yan Xi, who got into her bed, Zhang Yue jumped out of her mind with such a yellow romantic sentence, "I'll leave tomorrow, go to bed early." ”

"Eh, wait, don't sleep just yet, let's change the plan." Yan Xi grabbed Zhang Yue's face and said.

Zhang Yue slapped her hand away and said, "I didn't sleep, what are you and what do you say, do you just sleep?" ”

"You've always been like this, don't you know?" Yan Xi asked in surprise.

Zhang Yue couldn't think of words to refute for a while, so she had to pick up the topic of Fang Cai, "What do you want to do?" Why all of a sudden? ”

Yan Xi hesitated for a moment and said, "Let me fight Yin Buzheng alone." ”

Zhang Yue was not surprised, although this was indeed something that needed to be surprised, "Give me a reason." Otherwise, even if you were the director, I wouldn't agree, and I think that's what everyone thinks. ”

"Hey? What are you about? I'm here to inform you, do you dare to be fierce with me? Guo Maofeng has dragon and phoenix scales, which are genuine artifacts, and he used to be a diplomat. Know what a diplomat does? It's not about talking to others, it's about going out to fight with aliens from other countries. His comprehensive combat power is not as good as Hua Xizi, but it is far better than Yin Buzheng, who can only pat on the back. I'll deal with it alone, let the nurse go over and help them deal with Guo Maofeng. Yan Xi said.

"People are ......"

"Do you know why Old Immortal is so good to us Kagami? Is it really because we are the future of the Aliens? Do we need to continue to protect humanity and the world? Don't be stupid, geniuses are everywhere, but geniuses who haven't grown up are no different from cabbage for him. He's just scared of me. Yan Xi interrupted Zhang Yue's words.

"Afraid of you?"

"Or I'm afraid of you?"

Zhang Yue couldn't make up his mind for a while, he knew that Yan Xi was very strong, but he didn't have a concept, and his true combat power was still unknown, because although this guy was the director and respected by everyone, he never seemed to have gone all out. Even in the first few battles of life and death, she was also acting from the sidelines, not the main attacker. On the contrary, he has more experience of the strength of the nurse, and sometimes even thinks that the nurse is the number one fighter in the mirror division.

However, out of trust in Yan Xi, Zhang Yue still agreed, as for other people, it seemed to be easier for Zhang Yue to accept, especially the nurse and Lao Hei, and even took it for granted.

Until now, Zhang Yue finally knew why the nurse and Lao Hei were so confident in Yan Xi. Yin Buzheng was cut back by Yan Xi's scissors, so he could only defend passively, and the peacock-like hand behind him became a shield. And it's not a very hard shield.

Yan Xi stepped sideways on the snow and slashed away, the palm wind lifted her long hair, revealing a somewhat crazy smile at the corner of her mouth, the blade that had cracked rotated in her fingertips, tearing open the flesh of the white jade palm, only to hear a crisp sound, the blade shattered, and the broken blades were scattered, each piece stained with blood. Yan Xi shook his hands, and the broken blade directly turned into annihilation powder and was spilled out. Puff puff...... There was a chaotic sound, Yin Buzheng strode back, looking at Yan Xi in shock, as if he had seen a ghost, there was an invisible blood hole on the palm of each palm, which was very small and very small, because the dust hole was pierced, and even blood did not flow out.

"Just a director, how is it possible!" Yin Buzheng shouted angrily, and suddenly ripped off the Buddha beads that had been dragging him, ten wooden beads were scattered, suspended in the air, he and his hands were sealed, and the thousand hands behind him turned into light, and the Buddha beads were pulled, fused with the light, and a hundred wisps gathered a little bit and condensed into the beads.

"Ten Hall Yama!" Ten carriages smashed the sea of clouds, falling from the sky, riding the ghost fog, the sound of horses' hooves mixed with the sound of wheels, stepping on the earth-shattering sound, ten hands at the same time first opened the curtain of the carriage, the hand was pale and bloodless, like a skeleton covered with skin, a pair of eyes revealed from behind the door curtain, fell on Yan Xi's body, instantly turned him into hell, the yellow spring water was rushing, every splash of water dropped on her, there were tens of millions of equal strength, one by one chains in the yellow spring pounding, entangled her, to drag her into reincarnation. A wife stepped on the spring water, strolling over, holding a bowl of soup in her hand, exuding a strange aroma, Yan Xi felt as if she had forgotten something, so she was dragged in, the spring water poured into her mouth and nose, sealed her facial features, and kept sinking, sinking deeper and deeper. Bubbles floated around her, reflecting her life.

Suddenly, one of the bubbles burst, and it was a pair of eyes, black and white.

"Retreat!"

A word of calm, but the ten halls of Yama disappeared in an instant, not daring to hesitate at all. Everything was restored to the same place, and this was still the foot of the Heavenly Mountain, and they were still standing on the snow. Yan Xi rubbed his swollen temples, "I'm really not good at soul power, and there is nothing I can do to deal with a move like illusion, but I'm not alone in fighting you." Two small carving knives popped out, piercing the snow, leaving two small holes, and the next moment, the exact same small holes appeared on Yin Buzheng's shoulder.

Yan Xi turned the carving knife and pulled it out, continued to move forward, and swiped out diagonally, her clear eyes stared at Yin Buzheng slightly, looking at him as a piece of jade that had just been unearthed, waiting for someone to carve it, and she was the person who was destined to carve it.

Although Yin Buzheng is a jade bodhisattva, but not a real jade, this knife cut down, if it is split, he will become a blood-colored agate, he had to block it with his hand, let the blood splash on his face, take advantage of this gap, he quickly retreated and opened the distance, but Yan Xi's carving knife quickly caught up, pointing directly at his eyes.

"The eyes are too small, they need to be widened." Yan Xi muttered to herself.

Hearing this, Yin Buzheng was almost so angry that he vomited blood, quickly pinched a seal, stretched out his hand to the void, and pulled out a branch and pulled it towards the carving knife. With a snap, the carving knife was slapped open, which shocked Yan Xihu's mouth numb, and she quickly stopped and looked at the green note cautiously.

Yin Buzheng finally relieved himself, he had just cast an illusion and was instantly solved, and he was still a little dazed. The Ten Halls Yama is a ghost, he naturally can't be invited, it's just a soul attack Dao method, with the help of the power of Buddha beads, he can almost subvert reality, but he can't resist the indifferent black and white pupils, and a gentle "retreat". It was not only the gap in soul power, but it also seemed to involve a trace of origin suppression, which made Yin Buzheng wonder.

Is the person hiding in the shadows a human or a ghost?