Chapter Eighty-Five: Fighting
"Ye Ling???"
Shen Liang was immediately stunned in place, and when he saw the figure gradually moving away with the woman in purple, he couldn't help but be anxious.
"Ye Ling!"
Shen Liang shouted anxiously as he ran back in the direction of the woman in purple.
This change instantly attracted everyone's attention, and the figure that had just dispersed also ran back when they heard the sound, looking at the change in front of them and talking about it. Even the steps of the woman in purple were stunned.
"Young man, why don't you leave?" The woman in purple turned her head to look at Shen Liang and asked with a frown.
Shen Liang said in a deep voice, "I just want to know who the woman behind you is!"
"Presumptuous!"
Many people reprimanded, and looked at Shen Liang coldly for a moment.
Shen Liang was unmoved, his dark eyes were firm for a while, and he stared straight at the woman in red.
"Oh?"
The woman in purple gradually turned around and looked at Shen Liang with curiosity.
Seeing this, Phantom Le couldn't help but draw his sword against each other, and shouted urgently, "Pavilion Master, don't believe the words of this bastard boy, how can he know Senior Sister Phantom Mirror?"
"Phantom mirror?"
Shen Liang was stunned for a moment, and his brows tightened.
"Young man, we don't welcome you in Luoxia Town! If you don't leave, you won't want to leave in your life!"
The phantom qin also hurriedly came over and persuaded, "Little brother, you should leave quickly, you may have recognized the wrong person!"
Recognize the wrong person? impossible!
Shen Liang would never believe that he had recognized the wrong person. Not to mention how familiar he is with that person, just that face will definitely not make such a low-level mistake.
"Phantom Mirror!"
Hearing this, the woman in red arched her hand at the woman in purple and whispered, "Master!"
"Do you look back and see if you recognize this boy?"
"Yes!"
Shen Liang's heart was about to rise to his throat. Under Shen Liang's nervous gaze, the woman in red slowly turned around, revealing a delicate cheek.
Shen Liang's pupils shrank, and he couldn't help shouting, "Ye Ling!"
Sure enough, that person was the Wind Leaf Spirit!
It's just why Feng Yeling is here? Shouldn't she have arrived at Shenjia Village with Feng Tianqi a long time ago? Where is Feng Tianqi now? And why is she looking at herself so blankly at this time?
For a while, Shen Liang's heart was in turmoil. Secretly prepared for the worst.
"Do you know him?"
The woman named Phantom Mirror frowned, looked at the young man's delicate cheeks with a pair of beautiful autumn eyes, and then slowly shook her head, "I...... I don't know!"
"Alright, boy, you can go!"
With that, the woman in purple slowly left with a blank illusion mirror.
Shen Liang was stunned for a moment, and then he was in a hurry! At that moment, his feet slammed on the ground, and he immediately flew up and floated towards the two women in purple.
"Impossible! You're Ye Ling!"
Everyone was shocked, and hurriedly turned around and chased after "Protect the Pavilion Master!"
Just as Shen Liang landed behind the two of them and was about to grab the wind leaf spirit with one hand, the woman in purple paused, and she didn't see any move, but just snorted coldly, and there was a strong gust of wind pressure around her towards Shen Liang.
Shen Liang bore the brunt of the blow, and was instantly blown away by the wind. The people who had just turned around and rushed to the ground were also blown to the ground mercilessly by the wind.
Shen Liang let out a loud shout and tried his best to twist his posture, so that he could stabilize his body at the moment he landed. Looking at the purple-clothed woman who turned her head and looked angry, Shen Liang's heart beat wildly, and he was extremely vigilant, and secretly said, "It's so strong!"
The woman in purple said coldly, "Young man, you can't find death?" This seat has already let you go, and you still haven't left obediently, do you really think that I can't be provoked by the Phantom Sound Pavilion, and I really dare not kill you if I am illusory?"
After a while, there was no wind around the phantom body, and the three thousand green silks fluttered with the wind, and the wind was mixed with a trace of coldness, which penetrated into everyone's hearts.
Shen Liang was secretly shocked, feeling the momentum rushing towards him, as heavy as a mountain, insurmountable, and he couldn't breathe.
But he still didn't give up, his whole body tensed, his toes were clasped to the ground, the bruises on his arms were bursting out, and his face was also flushed with an unusual red.
"I don't mean to offend the Phantom Sound Pavilion, I just want to take my friends with me!"
Phantom snorted coldly, "She has already explained very clearly, she doesn't know you!
That Shen Liang was also iron-hearted, just like eating a scale, his true anger surged wildly, and he said in a deep voice, "She must know me! I won't leave! Even if I leave, I will take her away!"
Everyone looked at the scene in front of them in shock, which was beyond everyone's cognition.
Phantom Qin looked at the naked boy who gritted his teeth and insisted in shock, his delicate lips opened slightly, and he muttered, "Is he crazy, he still hasn't left?"
Several women next to him were also distracted for a while, and said, "Yes, the pavilion master has let him go, and he still came back to find death?"
Phantom Le sneered, and looked at the young man resentfully, "It's good to be dead! A person like this who doesn't know the height of the sky, this is retribution!"
When everyone heard this, there was silence for a while, and no one spoke.
A trace of fire really poured out of the phantom's heart. Only she raised her arm slightly, and in the midst of the surging true qi, a long whip of energy glowing with golden light condensed in her hand.
Phantom sneered, and the golden whip with a flick of his wrist turned out to be like a spirit snake, cutting through the air and driving a short string of gas explosions, shaking on the ground, making a crisp crackling sound, and suddenly the ground on the high platform cracked, and sawdust splashed!
"I'll ask you again, to go or not to go?"
Shen Liang gritted his teeth and said fiercely, "I said I would take her with me......!"
Before Shen Liang could finish speaking, he felt a slender golden light flash in front of him, and then with a snap, his chest suddenly felt a hot pain.
Shen Liang exclaimed in pain, and then looked down, only to see a long wound on his chest, the flesh of the wound turned out, and the blood flowed endlessly.
"To go or not to go?"
Shen Liang took a deep breath, smacked his cheeks, and shouted, "Don't go!"
"Good!"
Phantom immediately threw out another whip.
Shen Liang naturally wouldn't suffer a second loss, and when he stood on tiptoe at the moment, he exerted his body suddenly.
Phantom's face remained unchanged and he threw it into the air again.
Shen Liang's heart was furious, and he immediately stepped on the soles of his feet alternately volleyed in the air, and then his body turned flat, and he could avoid the whip when he turned.
Before Shen Liang could land smoothly, the tricky whip hit him from the air.
Shen Liang's face did not change, and when his palm flipped to the ground, he gently sent it to the ground, shooting out a soft force, and then his palm shook, and with a sudden force, the wooden floor was instantly penetrated, and that soft energy instantly pushed Shen Liang to retreat backwards in the air.
However, this whip was extremely fast, and Shen Liang did not dodge it with all his might. The tip of the whip just swept on Shen Liang's cheek, and suddenly with a thud, a wound as long as a thumb was drawn, and drops of blood rolled down in an instant.
Shen Liang fell to the ground, touched the hot stinging pain on his face, and grinned for a while. Looking at the little scarlet on his hands, Shen Liang's heart was resentful and at the same time, he felt bad.
But fortunately, Na Xuan Jue did not use all his strength with himself, otherwise he was afraid that he would have been defeated a long time ago, how could he fight with this mysterious woman for so long? Shen Liang still has this self-knowledge.
Looking at the woman in purple not far away, Shen Liang's heart was very heavy. At the same time, there was always a doubt in his heart, could it be that the woman in red was really not the Wind Leaf Spirit, but the so-called phantom mirror in their mouths?
Shen Liang was confused. He didn't know either.