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Although I don't know how Feng Ying escaped, a pale color also appeared at this moment from the face that emerged from the front of the former's face scarf. It can be seen that the blow suppressed by the Wanyin Pagoda just now was not completely useless.

However, Mengfeng's nerves did not relax because of this, on the contrary, they became more tense.

In that situation just now, Feng Ying was able to escape. Where is the limit of the other party's speed? Mengfeng really can't see it! But one thing is for sure, even if he uses all his strength to perform the Zixiao Walk, the speed is by no means as fast as the former. After all, in the situation just now, if he were to be replaced, he thought that it would be basically impossible to escape without using Zixiao's casual steps.

"What I hate the most is the kind of person who has no reputation!" staring at Mengfeng, Feng Ying suddenly snorted coldly.

Hearing this, Mengfeng replied indifferently: "The master doesn't have the slightest affection for the person who took my friend as a hostage and threatened the master!"

"Hmph. ”

Meng Feng's words fell, Feng Ying just snorted, and then didn't speak again, but her body twisted strangely at this moment.

Seeing this, Meng Feng didn't say a word but took out the corpse puppet that was at the peak of the Venerable Seal level and let it block it forward.

Sure enough, in the next moment, Feng Ying obviously appeared in front of him, and the thin sword pierced straight through the corpse puppet's chest.

"Huh?"

Looking at the corpse puppet in front of him, Feng Ying was stunned. Soon realized that something was wrong, and quickly saw her draw her sword and flash it backwards. It's just that at this moment, Dream Wind suddenly appeared beside her. Without saying a word, a purple flame finger pointed straight towards the other party.

"Sneer......"

However, in Mengfeng's fingers, it was about to fall on Feng Ying's body. The latter's body was obviously weirdly distorted, and the space fluctuated for a while and then disappeared.

And so it was. ”

Seeing this scene, Mengfeng was not too surprised. And there was a glimmer of essence in his eyes.

After such a long day of observation, he finally saw some clues of Feng Ying's body method.

"Chick, get out of the way!"

At this moment, as if sensing something, Mengfeng's complexion changed suddenly, and he immediately shouted at the snow-white bamboo not far away.

Xue Baizhu was stunned for a moment, but quickly reacted. Although she didn't sense anything wrong, she dodged away from the distance. And at the moment when she dodged, Feng Ying's figure suddenly appeared on the side where she was before, and the thin sword slashed straight through, but it missed.

"You can catch me!?"

Ignoring the snow-white bamboo that was dodging, Feng Ying's gaze shot straight at Mengfeng. In the meantime, a hint of shock was clearly revealed.

Meng Feng didn't answer him, but just came to the side of Xuebaizhu not far away in a flash, and said directly to the latter: "Little girl, you will stay in my Wanyin Pagoda first." ”

"What about you?" Hearing this, Xue Baizhu suddenly asked rhetorically. Looking at Mengfeng's pale face, the blood stains that still remained at the corners of his mouth, and his beautiful eyes were full of worry.

"Don't worry, I'll be fine. Oh no, come in!"

Shaking his head, as if sensing something, Mengfeng's face changed. Hurriedly put the snow-white bamboo into the space of the Wanyin Tower, and he slashed straight forward with the Spirit Gathering Knife.

"Ding!"

With a crisp sound, Meng Feng and Feng Ying, who were obviously appearing in front of him at this moment, each retreated a few steps back.

"Ahem..."Mengfeng, who was in a very poor state, was churning slightly with qi and blood in his body at this moment, and his mouth suddenly couldn't help coughing again, and the blood was also coughed out by him.

In contrast, although Feng Ying is better, he obviously doesn't have the strength he had at the beginning.

"Looks like you've seen some clues. But even if that were the case, you would not be my opponent in your current state!

The one-blow surprise attack was blocked again, and Feng Ying's face sank slightly, and it was also confirmed that her body technique was indeed seen through by Meng Feng. For a while, she no longer inked, and danced her thin sword more quickly, breaking through a layer of wind and waves and stabbing straight towards the dream wind.

If it had been before, she certainly wouldn't have been able to launch an offensive against Mengfeng like this. After all, she doesn't have the slightest advantage in the face of a head-to-head encounter. But the situation is different at the moment. Mengfeng's state is obviously not one in ten, and even if she is not in her heyday, but at least the other party is much better. Under the head-to-head encounter, she is stronger at the moment.

Seeing that Feng Ying no longer used her strange body methods and attacked directly, Mengfeng's face sank slightly.

Seeing the clues of the opponent's body method, he was not afraid of the other party's body method at the moment, but was afraid that the other party would face each other head-on.

"Whirlwind!"

But at this moment, a majestic wind suddenly blew in the sky, which made his eyes light up. Without saying a word, he brought up this majesty, rippling a layer of wind flow around his body without consumption, and his whole body swirled up between the trunks of the trees.

A layer of oscillating wind currents suddenly spread out in all directions.

Feng Ying, who had already come to him, bore the brunt of the attack, and his whole body suddenly flew out.

However, the flexible Feng Ying, at the moment when he was lifted away, stepped on the void under his feet, and after a few gorgeous flips in mid-air, the thin sword in his hand pointed directly at the dream wind again, and the sword also stabbed straight again.

"Guardian of the White Soul!"

Not daring to hesitate at all, Mengfeng directly opened the skill of the white soul suit. Suddenly, a dazzling white light bloomed, and around his body, a circle of white light shields suddenly condensed.

"Poof..."

Feng Ying's sword also stabbed directly into the white light shield at this time. There was no accident, and the white light of the shield suddenly rippled out with an amazing concussive force, shaking her whole person out, and her mouth was also a mouthful of blood spit out, dripping out from under the face towel.

It's just that the white light shield around Mengfeng's body also dissipated after a blow.

"There's such a thing..."

Half-squatting in a tree trunk, Feng Ying looked at Mengfeng from afar, between the pair of dark eyes. There was a hint of irritability, and there was also a hint of depression.

She didn't understand why Mengfeng was so hard to kill. Obviously in such a bad state, how can you still use your means three times and twice?

As a killer who is good at assassination, if she can't hit a single blow, she will often flee immediately. At this moment, she has shot many times in succession against Mengfeng. This made her, who has always killed enemies with one blow, and she couldn't help but feel a little irritated, and at the same time felt quite depressed.

"I'm going to kill you today!"

With a bite of the silver teeth, Feng Ying stepped on the trunk of the tree under his feet, and his whole body jumped up again.

At this moment, she is also less than two or three out of ten percent. She couldn't afford it anymore. Therefore, with this sword, she gathered all the strength she had left, vowing to kill Dream Wind.

Feeling the power condensed by the other party's sword, Mengfeng's pale face also appeared with a touch of solemnity, and at the same time, there was a trace of ugliness.

If he had known this, the skill of his white soul suit would have been used to block this blow.

He had other means to resist the previous blow. However, at the moment, this blow is obviously not barely able to be blocked.

"Looks like that's the only way to go. ”

Gritting his teeth, the spatial ring of Mengfeng's finger lit up. But, just as he was about to take out the thing he hadn't used all along—

"Hegemony Sweep!"

A shout, but suddenly came from afar.

Hearing this shout, Mengfeng's hand suddenly froze. It's just because the owner of this voice is obviously Mu Feiyang.

I saw that in the distance, Mu Feiyang was like a god of war, and a huge spear shadow tens of meters long was brought up with one shot, sweeping away many trees around Kaizhou, and went straight towards Feng Ying.

"Not good!"

Seeing this, Feng Ying's face suddenly changed greatly.

"MD, if you want to hurt the shadow, have you asked me if I have it!

But at this moment, a loud shout followed, and I saw Ning Lesheng's figure also appearing, and he blasted out with a punch.

"Roar!"

Accompanied by a lion's roar, it was visible to the naked eye that a huge fist shaped like a lion's head burst through the air from afar, directly meeting Mu Feiyang's domineering spear shadow that swept towards Feng Ying.

"Boom ——"

There was a violent bang, and an astonishing wave of energy swept away.

"Oops!"

Meng Feng and Feng Ying, who were next to the collision of the two, saw this, and their faces changed. At this moment, their state was simply not enough for them to block this amazing energy fluctuation. If you are bombarded by it, it can be said that you will either be killed or injured.

But at this moment, two figures flashed over at the same time, hugging Mengfeng and Feng Ying respectively, blocking the swept energy fluctuations for them. It was Mu Feiyang and Ning Lesheng.

On the opposite side, Ning Lesheng hugged Feng Ying, a sturdy young man and a slender masked beauty, looking at each other in mid-air, a beautiful picture and artistic conception of a thief.

Then look at Mengfeng's side, Mu Feiyang hugged him, and the posture of the two was completely the same as the former. However, although the picture is beautiful, the artistic conception has completely changed.

", take your hand off my waist!" Looking at the posture on the other side, and then looking at his side, Mengfeng only felt a surge of gastric juice. As he spoke, he spit out a mouthful, of course, a mouthful of blood. His injuries were too serious, and he had been facing Feng Ying continuously before, and blood had already accumulated in his throat. At this moment, a little stimulation will naturally spit out immediately.

"Rub, old dream, I didn't say you. Do you still have those things to think about at this time?" Listening to Mengfeng's words, Mu Feiyang, who also saw the scene of you and me on the other side, naturally understood the meaning. I also felt unusually nauseous, but when I saw Dream Wind vomiting blood, this nausea was immediately replaced by worry.

"Ahem... You will put it down first. ”

coughed up a small mouthful of blood again, and Mengfeng still said.

"Damn, like I want to hug you. The corners of his mouth twitched, Mu Feiyang pursed his lips unhappily, landed on a tree trunk next to him, and put down Mengfeng.

Looking at Meng Feng, whose face was pale and bloodless, and his lips were full of red blood, Mu Feiyang couldn't help but say, "Old Meng, are you okay?"

...... (To be continued)

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