The two of them finished chanting at the same time, and the light blue magic array quickly unfolded under Yin Hang's feet, and then several chains connected by words formed a cage.

But these chains always felt a little awkward in Yin Hang's eyes.

Because he could only see through his glasses, and outside the frames, the chains were as if they were broken and disappeared.

At the same time, Huang Ping'an's feet also bloomed a fantasy world like a peach blossom spring, and there was a swordsman girl who looked like a fairy, carrying a sword around him.

However, just when Huang Ping'an was attracted by the girl's delicate appearance, the sword stabbed into his chest in an instant, stabbing it back four or five meters At the same time, the girl's graceful figure quickly decayed, and the skin on her face melted and fell off in large pieces, revealing a piercing hissing sound after revealing a hole full of seeping bones.

Huang Ping'an suddenly clutched his chest and screamed, Yun Hao's face turned pale, and he directly tore off a page of the book suspended in front of his chest, grabbed his two fingers and threw it towards the painting spirit and said, "The knight who fell in the darkness, please come here and destroy the traitors in front of you!" ”

The pages instantly burst into flames and spread rapidly through the air, forming a dark blue flame that looked like an abyss.

Then, the giant blue broad-bladed sword that condensed from the flames slashed directly at the painted spirit.

"Baichuan - eastward!"

The next moment, Yin Hang's figure rushed to Huiling's side, and then hugged the little girl who was already scared silly, and suddenly jumped up.

After the broad-bladed sword burning with dark blue flames slashed into the air, Yun Hao's face immediately felt a little uncomfortable.

The directional locking technique didn't even control the other party.

This caused him to tear up a page of the spirit weapon, and only then did he reluctantly summon the Dark Knight's Sword with a psychic deterrent effect, and it was also cut off.

But I really haven't heard of the name Lu Hang.

New students...... Unlikely.

It has been less than half a month since the last large-scale physical examination.

Even if the talent is strong and the adaptability is strong, it is impossible for those who have self-destructed their future to join these neighborhood committees in such a short period of time and at no cost.

Not to mention...... Yun Hao's own talent is already a relatively top few existences, and no matter how talented he is, he has no right to choose to enter these neighborhood committees at all.

Could it be that there is some kind of spiritual weapon that restrains himself?

So the action plan of Daoyuan Class 7 was leaked?

"Hmm-"

After being held by Yin Hang and jumping away, Huiling was thrown on the lawn of the flower bed by him with a direct bang.

The chain made of words seemed to have no effect on Yin Hang at all.

He had planned to force a breakthrough with the Hundred Rivers, but the cage in front of him was like air, causing him to lose control of his speed and almost crash into the Eiling.

Yin Hang originally planned to pull the painting spirit away directly, but her swimsuit had no place to start, and the sword was about to be cut off, so he could only pick her up with one arm and dodge it.

After throwing the painting spirit on the ground, Yin Hang patted his sleeve slightly.

It's okay that she's a little girl, but she's still a little bit of a mustard.

When the painting spirit stood up with some leaves on his body and his ancient sword, he saw the broad-bladed sword that was still burning with dark blue flames and was almost two meters high, and instinctively hid behind Yin Hang and shivered.

But when she found out that this was Yin Hang's back, and at the same time, he patted the sleeve that had just hugged him with disgust on his face, and suddenly took half a step back angrily, but still hid behind him, and then said with some annoyance: "Hmph, I can barely reduce the hatred of a water balloon for you." ”

Yin Hang didn't understand too much and said: "Reduce the hatred of a water balloon?" ”

"yes, there's sixty-seven water balls left!" Ering snorted.

Yin Hang doesn't know why, he always has a sense of leading his sister out to the amusement park, and then coaxing the child.

And this number is also a little wrong, I matched her for the first time, and I didn't use the inheritance of co-work, I just shot her a dozen water balloons, how did this count into more than sixty?

Yun Hao, who was standing not far away, stared at Yin Hang for a long time, then walked to the pale Huang Ping'an, suspended the book on his head, and turned the pages of the book with his hand and sang softly: "Guardian of the Dream Realm, please dispel the haze in his heart." ”

After the pages of the book lit up with a white light, the look of fear in Huang Ping'an's eyes finally faded, and then he covered his stomach and vomited wildly on the ground.

"It's just an illusion," Yun Hao asked with some puzzlement, "I see you enjoyed it quite a bit at first." ”

"But if I give you a little description, you have to vomit out the overnight meal," Huang Ping'an retched several times before he got up from the ground, stared at the painting spirit who was shrinking behind Yin Hang, and said hatefully: "Dead girl, how dirty are you playing?" ”

"Want to spoil my Dao heart?"

"Bah, you stupid big man, it's obvious that you're as timid as a mouse," Hui Ling leaned out half of his body from behind Yin Hang, hugged the ancient sword in front of his chest and scolded, "The Dao heart that shatters at the touch still needs me to spoil it...... Yikes! ”

While Hui Ling was cursing, Huang Ping'an had already taken a heavy step forward, and at some point an extra pure black spear appeared in his hand, raising his arm and throwing it at her.

And when she noticed, this spear had already been grabbed by Yin Hang.

Yin Hang can see that it is simply unrealistic to talk about martial arts in actual combat.

However, the throwing speed of this spear was much slower than the four daggers that he had to dodge at the same time.

But because the painting spirit disliked Yin Hang, although he was standing behind him, he was still three or four positions apart, and in the dark night, this black spear was also difficult to see, and when Yin Hang reacted, it was too late to remind her, so he could only grasp it hard.

And when the painting spirit found that there was scarlet blood, and after dripping down the tip of the spear, he immediately asked in a panic, "Hey...... Your hand. ”

Yin Hang frowned, only then did he find that there were irregular barbs on the handle of the spear, and he didn't hold it to death for the first time after grabbing it, and then because of inertia, the flesh and blood of his palm were blurred.

Do you have such a ruthless hand to deal with a little girl?

And when Yin Hang threw the spear aside and was about to use Hua Tuo's inheritance to treat himself, Hui Ling suddenly ran over anxiously, pulled off a black strip of cloth from his skirt, and then began to bandage Yin Hang's wound in a hurry.

"Well, you don't need to ......," Yin Hang tried to dissuade.

"I've learned this!" Painted Ling bandaged Yin Hang, and said in a muffled voice: "We will never give the sect in vain, and unlike your Qingyu Pavilion that has so many healing spirit runes, this kind of basic bandaging is all possible." ”

"Uh...... Thank you then. ”

"Thank you is useless, at most I will reduce two water balloons for you!"

(End of chapter)