A heart has been occupied by that bottle of elixir, and it is completely empty to think about other things.

The thin lips were slightly hooked, Chu Bingling was not nervous, as if he had expected him to make such a move.

A baby face turned cold suddenly, his body quickly dodged away, and a blue ribbon appeared in his sleeve, with a touch of fierce momentum, and he threw it fiercely at the middle-aged man in black.

Seeing this, the middle-aged man in black sneered, with a touch of disdain in his eyes, as if he was laughing at her incompetence.

Just a ribbon can knock him down? Wouldn't it be too whimsical.

A cyan fighting aura quickly shot out in his palm, and hit the blue ribbon.

I thought that one blow could shatter the blue ribbon, but it turned out to be a little surprising to him.

The blue ribbon was not damaged at all, and under Chu Bingling's control, it quickly swept towards the man's waist, wrapping his body firmly.

The middle-aged man in black had his eyes sinking suddenly, and he used his strength to try to shake the ribbon away.

However, the streamer did not loosen at all, and it was still firmly tied to him.

His eyes swept towards Chu Bingling, and his eyes were ruthless: "What kind of ribbon are you, why can't you shake it?" ”

No matter how hard he tried and how he used his fighting spirit, he couldn't do anything about that ribbon, and he couldn't help but feel a fire in his heart.

Chu Bingling looked at the middle-aged man in black coldly, and sneered: "People who are about to die, there is no need to know this. ”

The voice is indifferent, although it is not as cold as Mu Hanyue and Mu Hanfeng, but it also has a weight.

Without giving the man a chance to speak again, he moved with one hand, and the ribbon that bound the man suddenly broke away from his body.

Before the man could react, the streamer's light deepened suddenly, and then, a burst of blue light, like a sharp dagger, quickly stabbed towards the left chest of the middle-aged man in black, mercilessly penetrating his body.

Then, no longer looking at the man, he pulled out the blue ribbon with a force in his hand, and turned to leave.

But he snorted coldly in his heart, the weapons of their seventh class were all personally selected by the boss, and they were all good at them.

However, these weapons are much better than ordinary weapons and medicines, and they are as strong as ever, and they will not be destroyed unless they encounter some strong and powerful weapons.

People from all families are on the line, and the battle is very fierce.

It's just that if you stand on a high place and look down, you will find that there are still some family forces that didn't do anything at all, just watched the battle from a distance and didn't participate.

Mu Hanyue's eyes narrowed slightly, raised her eyebrows and looked at Mu Shengtian, who wanted to come up again to find death, and sneered: "Keep your life, when the time comes, I will naturally come to pick it up." ”

The words fell, flew up, and swept in the direction of the second floor.

Mu Shengtian looked at the white figure on the second floor with gloomy eyes, his big hands covered his chest, bursts of pain hit him, and cold sweat was on his forehead.

The fire in his heart has always had nowhere to vent, and he was in pain, his face was scary, and it looked a little distorted.

Standing by the window on the second floor, watching the battle below with cold eyes, a pair of eyes as clear as water did not fluctuate, and it was very calm.

turned around, looked at Mu Hanfeng and Jun Moye on the side, hooked his lips and smiled: "Is the big fish coming?" ”

After pouring a cup of tea, Jun Moye handed the tea to Mu Hanyue, his thin lips pursed slightly, and his voice was evil: "It's almost there." ”