Wasn't Wu Ying always by his side? And the silver gun...... Isn't it the thunder spear that Wu Ying and he obtained together in the thunder to ward off evil spirits?

How did it end up in the hands of this person?

Just as he was puzzled, Mo Lanze couldn't stand anymore, and his figure flashed, and he joined the battle.

Ling Tiansu looked at Wu Ying with a stunned expression, and asked in a voice, "What's going on?"

Wu Ying crossed his arms, looked at Ling Tiansu with a smile, and also responded: "What do you say?"

Ling Tiansu stared at her dark eyes covered by her illusion for a long time, and finally caught a trace of the spell, and exclaimed, "You used a spell on that person?!"

Wu Ying said: "Well, it's just a little puppet technique, that person is now under my control, but unfortunately his physical body is too poor, and he can only exert the five success power of my own strength." ”

The corners of Ling Tiansu's mouth twitched, "Little puppet technique, I remember that it was an ancient secret technique, right?"

Wu Ying glanced at him and said, "If you want to learn, I'll teach you after I go out this time." ”

Ling Tiansu asked, "When did you get such a puppet?"

"It was when you went to see Jimo Spider Yin last night, I was idle and bored and grabbed a disciple of Shahailou and acted as a puppet. ”

Ling Tiansu naturally knew that the later the identities of Song Ying and Situ Lan were exposed, the more useful they were, and he couldn't help but secretly give Wu Ying a thumbs up: "Well done!"

Wu Ying coughed lightly, as if he disdained such exaggerated praise, and turned his eyes to the battlefield.

The deep pupil spell continued, and he masterfully controlled the puppet body on the stage.

It's just a bright earlobe, and I don't know when it has a light pink meaning.

After Mo Lanze joined the battlefield, he was frantically targeted by the puppet Wu Ying, and a silver spear rushed like a thunderbolt, and the attack was fierce towards the vital places around her.

And Jimo Lanze is the body of the Yin Spirit, and he was born with an extremely obvious countermeasure to those things that are supreme in heaven and earth such as brilliant thunder, and he has a trace of jealousy towards the spirit spear made of natural thunder.

The action can't help but subconsciously dodge.

Although Helian and Ye Liqing were injured and fell to the ground, they also quickly made a comeback, and they were very cooperative, one left and one right on both sides of the fake Wu Ying, sometimes helping to resolve the fierce palm wind that Meng Qixuan overcame.

And Meng Qixuan was obviously in poor condition, even though he had the Tongyuan realm, but under the loss of everything, his aura became more and more unstable, and his offensive was not as fierce as Jimo Lanze.

Although Jimo Lanze is inexperienced, her combat talent is amazingly powerful, and under the continuous defense, she actually slowly captured the attack techniques and moves of the fake Wu Ying.

From the beginning of the passive to adaptation, and finally began to counterattack.

And only Ye Liqing and Helian in the Anlu realm obviously began to be overwhelmed.

Ling Tiansu looked a little anxious, and said: "This fake Wu Ying is still not good, her moves are too old-fashioned and stiff, and she doesn't know how to change, and she will soon be caught by Jimo Lanze." ”

Wu Ying said: "That's a puppet, a puppet controlled by magic, it's rare to be able to deceive their eyes, after all, it's not my own body and mind, and it's naturally a little stiff to control."

You see the right time, that Meng Qixuan is already seriously injured, there is nothing to fear, but that is Mo Lanze, it can be seen that after a short battle, she has made great progress, we just need to take advantage of her unpreparedness, take her down, and this infighting battle can end. ”

Ling Tiansu nodded secretly, but he was thinking in his heart, could this battle really end so easily?

Wouldn't it be too simplistic?

Vaguely, Ling Tiansu seemed to have missed something important.

And the battle situation on the high platform, as Wu Ying said, that is, Mo Lanze's talent is extraordinary, and she will soon show her grandeur after a little polishing.

She turned the defense into an attack, and a long black knife did not bloom in her hand, but under the control of her mind, it flew against the air, and spun rapidly into a hurry.

The Miao Miao black qi above the blade formed an image, perfectly dissolving all the deadly attacks that attacked Meng Qixuan's body, and suppressing the extremely cooperative Tianque Tower duo on the left and right.

With a loud bang, Mo Lanze's black hair danced wildly, raised his fist and punched the silver spear attacking in front of him into a terrifying arc.

And the fake Wu Ying snorted lightly, and the two palms holding the spear also pressed down hard along the opponent's fist, and the majestic Yuan Force turned into two purple long thunderbolts, lingering around the body of the spear.

The bent spear snapped up and snapped straight again.

And Jimo Lanze's fist did not leave the body of the gun, she shouted loudly: "Desperate!"

Desperate for her sword name.

The long knife that was called out of his name trembled excitedly, broke through the heavy wind and thunder, and slashed away.

And the pupils of the fake Wu Ying were scarlet, as if blood was about to break open the eyeballs and flow out of the eye sockets.

In a short moment, blood finally flowed out, but it was not the blood in the pupils, but the blood song.

Blood Song Sword Out!

In the void space, it seems that a demon that has been dormant for thousands of years has awakened from the long river of blood in the blood domain.

The blood-red sword body stabbed out at a gallop, and there seemed to be a waning moon on the tip of the sword, and the distance between the two was extremely close.

Bloodstained!

One of the left arms of the fake Wu Ying was directly cut off by desperation, and he flew out miserably, and in the fierce wind, he was crushed into mud before he landed.

And in the face of the sword stabbed towards his chest, that is, Mo Lanze's face was heavy, and he didn't allow half a minute to think, and retreated again and again towards the stage behind him!

And in the audience, countless disciples screamed, and they retreated one after another, not daring to take it hard.

Because under the blood-colored sword intent that surged with anger, no one dared to get close.

Ling Tiansu's eyelids lifted, and he glanced at Wu Ying, who was closing his eyes and contemplating, with great meaning.

This guy actually forced that stupid princess in his direction, which is really a good intention.

The opportunity that Wu Ying worked so hard to create, Ling Tiansu naturally would not let it go.

He waited and waited until the Blood Song Sword was about to plunge into the chest of the Seven Imperial Maidens.

In a flash, he landed behind Jimo Lanze, wrapped his long arms, and steadily wrapped his cold waist into his arms.

The palm of the other hand was like lightning, and the hilt of the blood-colored long sword was fiercely grasped.

The sharp tip of the sword was nothing more than a tear of blue clothing, revealing a few traces of delicate pale skin.

Ling Tiansu bowed his head, his pupils were mysterious, rippling with a strange and colorful pupil, but the depths of his pupils were bottomless black, which was extremely easy for people to sink into.

Ji Mo Lanze's combat progress did make rapid progress, but Ling Tiansu knew what her weakness was, so he naturally did what he liked, and used the Charm Pupil Technique without hesitation.

A Wu Ying who closed his eyes and was contemplative, opened his eyes like electricity as if he had a sense, and looked coldly at the arm that fell on Jimo Lanze's waist, and his breath was inexplicable.

That is, Mo Lanze met those eyes unsuspectingly.

The warmth of the palm on her waist made her body involuntarily soften, and then this Seventh Emperor Lady, under the shocked gaze of the three hundred disciples in front of everyone, she fell into the arms of the ordinary disciple as if she was throwing herself into her arms.

Ling Tiansu slowly lowered his head and slowly approached her face, as if at the moment of this life-and-death battle, this kid still wanted to steal incense and steal jade to kiss her.

That is, where could Mo Lanze withstand the temptation of such a gaze, and the scene in the rockery that night reappeared in her heart.

Breathing suddenly became short, and as Ling Tiansu slowly approached, her body suddenly stiffened defenselessly, and then with a mutter, her ten fingers seemed to be convulsions and clenched her clothes weakly, and she couldn't even stand still.

"You ......" her eyes widened, and the familiar numb charm on her waist instantly let her know the true identity of the person in front of her.

But under the stiffness of her speech, she couldn't speak at all.

And she was now facing away from the three hundred children behind her in a shy posture with her whole cheek buried in his arms, and even if she looked up at him, everyone could not see the meaning in her eyes.

Ling Tiansu picked her up with his backhand, walked to Wu Ying, handed the trophy blood song sword to Wu Ying like a treasure, and said with a bright smile: "Lady, this sword is for you." ”

The hall master was already dumbfounded, marveling at this kid's seduction methods.

This is really against the sky, holding one in his arms, and then hooking up with his old love in his hand, what a strange man.