Red Aya is as flexible as a poisonous snake in the hands of the young woman, making it impossible to see her thoughts, and the red Aya that can be blown away by a breeze has the power to destroy mountains and stones at this moment. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Although the red silk in the young woman's hand may seem inconspicuous, it contains extremely amazing power, and a single blow is enough to turn a huge stone into powder.

"I see? It's about the same as me, almost all of my strength is on the red silk in my hand, and if the red silk is scrapped, the strength will drop a lot. After a period of fighting, a flash of clarity flashed in Wang Ling's eyes, and he had some understanding of the young woman's strength.

Unlike the middle-aged uncle, whose strength is all in his hands, the young woman's strength is closely related to the red silk in her hand, and she does not rely on her own strength.

But then again, weapons are also part of strength, aren't they?

"If it's that middle-aged uncle, it's hard to tell the result, but if it's you......" Looking at the young woman's slender and charming figure, a smile gradually appeared on Wang Ling's face.

Wang Ling could see clearly, as long as the red silk in the young woman's hand was resolved, the result would be obvious.

But the red silk in the young woman's hand is not a simple color, and it is difficult to deal with.

"Ziying Qingsuo, go!"

Wang Ling snorted lightly, and Zi Yingqing Suo turned in the air in a direction, like a huge pair of scissors cutting towards the young woman.

"I've said it all, this thing doesn't work for me, and it won't work if I try a few more times." The young woman's voice was full of disdain.

"Ziying Qingsuo doesn't only have such abilities, although what I project is only an incomplete product, but there is no shortage of functions that should be there, and you are not a 10,000-year blood demon!"

Ignoring the young woman's disdainful expression, Wang Ling just controlled Ziying Qingsuo to entangle with the young woman by himself, and he couldn't get a result for a while.

Here, Wang Ling and the young woman were at war, as were the middle-aged uncle, Kirito, and others next to him.

After forcing the young woman back with a sword, Wang Ling also took a few steps back, the expression on his face became serious, and he shouted softly: "Two swords combined!" ”

As soon as the words fell, two streamers, one purple and one green, suddenly shone brightly in mid-air, and the power of the twin swords suddenly increased greatly, and the pressure on the young woman became more and more great.

"What is this?"

Looking at the greatly powerful Ziying Qingsuo, the young woman's face also changed, and she lost her original ease and comfort, obviously starting to get serious.

Compared with Wang Ling, he saw it clearly, but he didn't care too much, after all, Wang Ling was all focused on defeating the young woman at the moment.

It's a pity that the blue-eyed white dragon still needs time to recuperate, otherwise it will be ......, but how can the so-called hole cards be used at will until the critical moment?

Looking at the young woman, countless thoughts floated through Wang Ling's heart, followed by a burst of light drinking.

"Hey!"

Before Wang Ling's words fell, the purple and blue light, which was already radiant, became more and more intense and powerful.

In the dazzling light, the purple and green swords quietly turned into a giant sword that exuded endless momentum, and the giant sword was carved with countless complex mantras to subdue demons.

"Go!"

Looking at the giant sword that exuded a monstrous aura, Wang Ling smiled lightly and gave his own order.

The giant sword produced by the combination of purple and blue did not have the flexibility of the purple and green suo group, and was replaced by a more rude and direct characteristic, as if it could break ten thousand laws with one force.

In the face of this giant sword, the young woman's face also changed greatly, and the red silk in her hand was even more red, and the bright red color was like blood.

I saw the red silk shake, and the giant sword was wrapped layer by layer, as if trying to stop the giant sword's progress.

But this is just a wasted effort!

"Is it true that when I first chose Ziying Qingsuo, it was random? Although I don't know where the Heroic Spirit Palace has seen Ziying Qingsuo, the power of these two swords is beyond doubt, and the power of the two swords has been raised to a higher level. Wang Ling muttered to himself, not letting go of his manipulation of the giant sword at all.

Wang Ling's self-confidence can be seen from the sweat on the young woman's face like a waterfall, it is not that Hong Aya is not as good as the giant sword, but that the young woman's own strength is insufficient and she cannot fully exert the power of Hong Aya.

"Do you really think that the old lady is easy to mess with? Although the loss is a little bigger, it can only be like this! After the difficult resistance, the young woman retreated again and again, and finally gritted her teeth and looked at the giant sword, saying word by word.

After saying that, the young woman glanced at Wang Ling resentfully, and at the same time bit her tongue, almost at the same time, the power of the red silk went straight up.

Red Aya, who was almost powerless to fight back, suddenly gained the upper hand, and even the slightest invisible crack appeared on the body of the giant sword.

"Oh?"

Quite suspiciously, he glanced at Hong Aya, and the galaxy in his eyes quietly appeared, trying to see some clues, but the result was disappointing.

What is the origin of this red silk? I can't see through it with my true eye, but fortunately, this person's strength is average, and he can't exert his power, otherwise it would be difficult.

Looking at the pale young woman, the corners of Wang Ling's mouth quietly raised an almost invisible arc.

"I don't just have these two swords, Ziying Qingsuo!"

Wang Ling said to himself that only he could hear the voice of the sword, and at the same time, he once again projected the Ziying sword to attack the young woman.

"It's not ......"

Obviously, the young woman also noticed the Ziying Sword projected by Wang Ling, but at this moment, the young woman who was dealing with the giant sword after the merger of Ziying Qingsuo was no longer able to deal with the Ziying Sword.

For the giant sword, the young woman had indeed gained the upper hand, and when Wang Ling was distracted by the Ziying Sword, this advantage became more and more obvious, not to mention that the essence of the red silk was much higher than the current giant sword.

But this advantage is not absolute, not to mention that the young woman is forcibly exerting the power of Red Aya at the moment, and she can't last long, and she can't solve the giant sword in a short period of time.

And all the Ziying Sword needed was a short moment.

"Goodbye!"

The galaxy in his eyes flashed away, Wang Ling said in his heart, and at the same time, the Ziying Sword turned into purple light and advanced towards the heart of the beautiful young woman.

As if he was afraid that something would happen, Wang Ling suddenly shouted: "Explosion!" ”

The giant sword, which was already at a disadvantage, exploded, and the huge impact force made the beautiful young woman spit out a mouthful of blood violently, and Hong Aya hurriedly wrapped the young woman, wanting to protect the young woman, but this was in vain after all.

Seeing the young woman's already slightly panicked move, Wang Ling just smiled, and then detonated the Ziying Sword that had just been projected without hesitation.

Under the double explosion, the young woman had no way to hide, and even the red silk could not protect the young woman's safety.

It's not that Red Aya can't do it, but the young woman's strength can't do it, and she can't give full play to the true power of Red Aya, otherwise Ziying Qingsuo's strength won't be able to hurt the young woman at all.

After all, the red silk itself is not only an offensive and defensive one, but also has infinite use, and its power is not at all comparable to the incomplete purple Yingqing Suo in Wang Ling's hand.