If you just look at the situation, it is undoubtedly Mu Chen who has fallen behind, but in the midst of it, the man in the Chinese costume clearly knows that the young man in front of him not only did not fall behind, but also faintly suppressed his tendency.

The soul thread on the fingertips of the man in the fancy costume had broken twenty at this moment, but it was still only on par with the young man in front of him, and even only had the upper hand on the surface. The light-colored puppet stood in front of the man in fancy clothes, and the puppet's sharp claws grabbed forward again.

For Mu Chen, it is easy to say that he wants to deal with the opponent's attack with only the fourteen soul threads at his fingertips, and it should not be difficult to think about it, but it is not easy to really do it, at least the opponent's also has the strength of the Divine Journey Realm, and there is not much mistake between one attack and one defense. And Mu Chen's request for himself is that if he can solve the problem with twelve soul threads, he will definitely use one more, for him, although one more soul thread can make him a lot easier, but one more soul thread also means that he has compromised a point. Therefore, even if he began to fall into disadvantage at this moment, he did not choose to add another soul thread, because he knew that he should not have reached the limit.

Under the control of the soul silk, [Dawn] took a step back slightly, and dodged the sharp claw with the sideways body, and then the arm was raised, and the pale yellow light flashed, and the dark black arm was covered with a layer of loess again, looking at the loess on the [Dawn] arm armor, Mu Chen knew that if he relied on the claw of the opponent's puppet alone, it would be impossible to take advantage of [Dawn], but at this moment, a familiar silver light crossed in front of him.

Seeing this silver light, without thinking too much, Mu Chen knew that the silver light naturally came from Liu Yiyi, and noticing the flash of silver light, Mu Chen couldn't help but glance at the silver needle, and at this glance, Mu Chen naturally saw Song Qingxuan's [Qingfeng] The blade that was about to break through the [Allure] was also seen The silver needle that fell into the hands of the plain-clothed man.

"Not good. ”

This thought flashed in Mu Chen's heart, looking at this momentum, Song Qingxuan seemed that it was impossible to stop, and if the silver needle fell into the hands of the plain-clothed man, maybe Yiyi would be in danger, thinking of this, Mu Chen, who had already retreated half a step back, dispelled the original idea in his heart, and the half-step back turned into retreat, and the figure of [Dawn] who always took the initiative to avoid took half a step forward for the first time, and the side-shifting body was already straightened, and in the surprised gaze of the man in Chinese clothes, Mu Chen's fingertips once again had two more soul threads.

"It's just a quick fix. ”

Mu Chen thought so in his heart, and then [Dawn] made a move, facing the claw that broke through the wind, only to see a faint wind whirlwind appear in the palm of [Dawn], and as the wind swirled away, the dust on the ground fluttered up as if it had been stirred up by the wind, gathering on the palm of [Dawn].

And [Dawn]'s dark black palm seemed to bring a pale yellow glove, and then the glove condensed by loess, [Dawn] held it with his backhand, as if he was confident in the power of this claw, although the man in the fancy dress was surprised by Mu Chen's move, but the soul silk on his fingertips did not change direction, and the claw clawed.

Said that it was too late, a claw and a palm met instantly, and the eyes of the man in the fancy clothes were shocked, the expected sound of armor breaking did not ring in his ears, the man looked in front of the puppet claw, only to see that the puppet's eagle-like claws had broken through the light yellow gloves on the palm of the other puppet's hand, and also left traces on the armor, but the claws could not go further.

Feeling the slight shock from the soul silk on his fingertips, Mu Chen knew that [Dawn] still grabbed the other party's puppet's wrist, since this is the case, then sixteen soul silk should be enough. Then, in the surprised gaze of the man in the Chinese costume, [Dawn] instantly made a move.

The dust on the ground gathered even more violently.

............

............

"How is that possible?"

An exclamation came from Song Qingxuan's mouth, and in a hurry, the fingertips of [Allure] pointed forward, and the place where the fingertips pointed was the position of the palm of [Qingfeng].

Song Qingxuan, who thought that everything had been solved, could have thought that [Allure] could come back to life, at this moment, there was no time to react, only to see that the body of [Allure] did not retreat but advanced, so that the wind blade passed through another three inches, and the sound of armor breaking sounded more clearly in the ears of the two, but it was as if the wind blade did not penetrate his own body, and the figure of [Allure] was not affected in the slightest, and then at a distance of three inches, the fingertips of [Allure] had come to the palm of [Qingfeng] in an instant.

Looking at the red light slowly lit up at the fingertips of [Allure], Song Qingxuan came back to his senses, but it was already a little late to think about acting at this time, the red light permeated the two fingers of [Allure], and with this indomitable might, the fingertips of [Allure] crossed the palm of [Qingfeng].

The fiery red remnant blade of the fingertips flashed, and what disappeared here was the dazzling red light of that moment, after the red light, the wind blade on the chest of [Allure] disappeared at the same time, and without this wind blade, Yan Wuxin no longer had any worries, his toes stomped on the ground, and the dust on the ground was trampled up, and Yan Wuxin's figure swept towards Song Qingxuan with [Allure].

"What?!"

It seems that what happened in a moment was too much, Song Qingxuan couldn't react for a while, he didn't understand what the wind blade in the palm of the [Qingfeng] hand disappeared in a moment? he didn't understand why the [Allure] could cut off the [Qingfeng] arm in an instant? He didn't understand why the [Allure] could move again? He had obviously destroyed the core of the [Allure] with the wind blade.

In Song Qingxuan's surprised and confused look, [Allure] had already come to the front of [Qingfeng], this time, facing the [Qingfeng] who was already motionless, the double swords in the hands of [Allure] slashed, and within a moment, there were already a few more sword marks on the chest of [Qingfeng], looking at the weaker armor where the sword marks intersected, [Allure] raised his sword and stood up, and was about to stab forward, only to hear Mu Chen's exclamation.

"Yiyi, be careful. ”

The divine sense spread out, Yan Wuxin didn't care about the [Qingfeng] in front of him, as far as his eyes could see, he noticed the small stone on the ground, Yan Wuxin crossed his hands, and the fingertip soul silk changed direction, the [Allure] body flipped, and the short sword in his hand hit the stone on the ground.

The blow of the sword body in the stone block flew in the direction of Liu Yiyi.

In just a moment, Liu Yiyi didn't expect that the silver needle controlled at his fingertips would lose control in an instant and fly towards him, and in his surprise, he heard Mu Chen's exclamation.

For Liu Yiyi, Mu Chen's exclamation had no effect except that it was loud, the key was that Mu Chen's exclamation was at the right time, just when Liu Yiyi wanted to avoid the silver needle, Mu Chen's exclamation gave Liu Yiyi a surprise, which should be said to be a fright.

Liu Yiyi was stunned at the moment, and she didn't know how many times she scolded Mu Chen in her heart, "You still need to say this, I know with my eyes that I am going to hide, what is it called inexplicably!?"

Although Liu Yiyi doesn't have much interest in soul power cultivation, as a Yanshi, his reaction can't be slowed down, and at the moment, the lotus step under his feet moved slightly, and his body was like a fish playing lotus leaves, and he turned away.

But at this moment, a stone flew from behind and hit the silver needle.

Looking at the flying stones, the plain-clothed man frowned, and said softly: "Qingxuan actually lost." ”

The man's tone was indifferent, and he couldn't tell whether he was angry or shocked.

And a breath suddenly appeared in his consciousness, this sudden appearance of the breath also made the man feel shocked, feeling this sudden appearance, the plain man couldn't help but look at the girl in front of him, and there was already a little guess in his heart.

"It seems that this city lord is not worried about letting his daughter go out alone! It seems that today is destined to be a trip in vain. The man thought to himself. And as the silver needle landed, the figure of the plain-clothed man had disappeared in place, and when he reappeared, there was already one more person beside the man, and his eyes seemed to be a little godless Song Qingxuan.

"How could this be?"

Hearing the muttering words in Song Qingxuan's mouth, the plain-clothed man knew that the blow he had suffered was not small, if he didn't make a move, if Yan Wuxin completely destroyed [Qingfeng], the blow would not be eliminated.

Putting away the [Qingfeng], the plain-clothed man glanced at Yan Wuxin deeply, this time, the man's expression was indifferent, and he didn't show the dog-legged appearance anymore, but softly ordered "Let's go", and left here with Song Qingxuan, who was like a puppet, and the man in the fancy clothes glanced at Mu Chen hatefully and followed.

The night hadn't passed yet, but the departure of the three of them had finally calmed the night.

Looking at the three people who left, Yan Wuxin's tense heartstrings finally loosened a little, and before he could speak, Liu Yiyi's angry scolding and Mu Chen's laughter were already heard in his ears.

"Mu Chen, do you know that your voice almost made me unresponsive. ”

"How did you dodge it?"

"It's not because of the usual hard work of this woman, and her excellent talent, and of course, that ...... Unimportant stones......"

“......”

Of course, scolding can't really scold, in Yan Wuxin's opinion, it would be really strange if the two of them didn't mix two sentences a day, and after saying a few words casually, Liu Yiyi seemed to remember something, was stunned for a moment, and asked a little curiously.

"By the way, Wuxin, that wind blade is not ......"

Hearing Liu Yiyi's inquiry, Yan Wuxin looked at the [Allure] that was blocking him again, under the control of the soul silk, [Allure] slowly raised his hand, and Yan Wuxin also stretched out his hand to hold the [Allure] somewhat pitch-black hand armor, and then the soul silk on Yan Wuxin's fingertips slowly dispersed.

A puppet, a person, just looked at each other silently.

Through the broken breastplate of Allure, the light emitted from its armor can be seen, and the light is not on the left side of Allure, but on the right.

Right.