The man on the other side didn't hesitate and looked around.

"What, is it here?"

Yan Zhuo looked at it suspiciously, not here, still there, could this still make her choose a feng shui treasure for herself?

Looking at the layers of curtains in this room, it is indeed impossible to open, and there will inevitably be restrictions on movement. Yan Zhuo doesn't want her room to be messed up, and she doesn't want to be tied up in this fight, she doesn't want to die.

Yes, she looked at it carefully, thought about it, and turned out to be contrary to her previous disgust and doubts, nodded approvingly, her eyes were serious, and said, "Then where do you think it is appropriate?"

"If Miss Yan doesn't dislike it, why don't you go to a place with me?"

What kind of words is this, Yan Zhuo frowned, "You're not afraid that I will run away?"

"So, Miss Yan, will you run?"

Today's assassin, how can he speak so strangely, everywhere is strange.

"Heh, will you let me run?"

Yan Zhuo didn't answer directly, her eyes raised, but she replaced her answer with a rhetorical question.

"Naturally not. ”

The man was smiling, as if he was talking to Yan Zhuo about what he ate today and what the weather was like today......

Yan glanced at him and sighed faintly.

In that case, why did he need to do this extra and ask what kind of question was this?! This assassin is simply the most annoying in history, and I don't know how many lists he has managed to make, and the people he sent to kill have not yet started fighting, and they are all annoyed and angry by him?

That's it, she is just surging blood in her body today, and she wants to find an opponent to fight unscrupulously, and if she can't die, she has another thing to say, she has space, so she naturally has the possibility of life.

Yan Zhuo didn't speak anymore, just followed this person.

This person is very fast, Yan Zhuo tried his best to keep up, but it was still a little difficult, this comparison, it showed the gap, Yan Zhuo also studied and practiced light work with great interest.

And the person in front of him didn't care, just let her grope by herself, and stopped in the distance from time to time to wait for her.

Yan Zhuo's mind was focused on her own light gong practice, and she observed the way the person in front of her, combined with what she had learned, and constantly improved her light gong.

So, she walked and learned like this, and in the process of learning to walk, her light skills actually grew a lot, which made Yan Zhuo very happy.

When she looked up with a happy look and starry eyes, she found that the person in front of her had already stopped, and there was no tendency to continue moving.

It seems that this is the place to go.

Yan Zhuo put away his excitement and looked left and right, only to see that this place was very flat, the area was not small, enough for the two of them to fight, and the edge of this flat land was covered by trees, and he couldn't see what was behind this place, it was in the direction outside Yunjing City......

In this way, this place is really a good place to kill people and sell goods.

Yan Zhuo set his eyes on the person opposite, the thin moonlight could reflect the figure of that person, but his face was pitch black, and he couldn't see clearly. Looking at it this way, it seems to be a little similar to Mo Yunqing.

She didn't know much about Mo Yunqing, and she only had a vague impression of his figure, so this idea came to her mind, and she completely rejected it.

I don't know how many people in this world are about the same size and figure, how can they be a similar person, that is, Mo Yunqing?

Moreover, what is she doing, she keeps thinking of Mo Yunqing tonight, she is going to die, who is Mo Yunqing, are they familiar?

Although there is a life-saving grace in front of them, they are really just a meeting in the water, a few faces.

Yan Zhuo shook his head, resettled his whole heart, and looked at the person opposite.

"Let's shoot!"

When the man saw that she had come back to his senses, he had no unhappy expression and said coldly.

"Then it's disrespectful!"

Yan Zhuo's eyes were restrained, his body was tense, he waved the sword in his hand, and attacked the person opposite. Under the study and practice of Yan Zhuo, "Qingyun Sword Technique" has now made a lot of progress. At this moment, I saw a flash of silver light, and the long sword was pulled out of the sword flower by Yan Zhuo, and it hit the man's head like a swift wind.

The man leaned back to dodge, the weapon in his hand was not unsheathed, and he took Yan Zhuo's sword around half a circle, and rushed straight to the other direction, Yan Zhuo immediately used a hook sword style, and took the sword back, and the backhand went straight to the man, the man dodged sideways, and the sheath in his hand went head-on, and Yan Zhuo's sword body collided with a piercing sound. Yan Zhuo lowered his body, turned his sword, and attacked from other places......

For a while, the two of them were inseparable, only to see the dust in the field, a clanging sound, the figures of the two were already extremely fast, and they fell in this heavy soot, and they couldn't see clearly.

I saw two vague figures, sometimes advancing, sometimes retreating, one moment of firelight, one moment of dust and smoke, only to listen to the whirring wind of brushing and brushing sword dance, and the seamless blocking of the bell bell and bell sheath......

The scene was extremely intense, and Yan Zhuo's hand holding the sword was trembling slightly, but it still didn't stop for a moment.

It was a contest between life and death, and when she stopped, she would never see the sun tomorrow, and she would never see those who loved her again. Yes, she desperately wanted to win, even if she couldn't kill the person opposite, it made it difficult for that person to kill herself!

This belief supported Yan Zhuo, so that she put everything aside and devoted herself to this competition, she was fighting more and more fiercely, and the more powerful she became, it was visible to the naked eye that her skills were improving.

She first hit the first layer of the "Qingyun Sword Technique" in a row, and a set of sword tricks were used, she accelerated the fight again, and then according to the moves of the person opposite, she dismantled the sword moves to deal with it. In this way, she seems to understand the trick of the first layer of "Qingyun Sword Technique", and the transparent feeling in her heart supports her to use all her strength to swing out the content she has just realized.

The moves of the first layer were completely unified, and a sound of "brush" poured out, and a white sword light, with irresistible power, went straight to the person opposite.

The man dodged, moving and moving at a speed countless times faster than before, and the person left the place, not far away, standing easily and calmly, his eyes chasing the white sword.

The sword struck the surrounding trees, and I only heard a click, bang~!

The sound was loud, and it reverberated unscrupulously in this night.

A large number of trees were cut off by the sword, and some were forced by the might, and directly bent down and fell to the ground.

Yan Zhuo just glanced at it, then withdrew his gaze and stopped looking. Her current results have improved, but compared to the one in the space, it is still far behind.

She knew that she was a few pounds and taels now, and she was not happy yet.

Moreover, the most important thing is that she originally thought that this so-called "ultimate move" was extremely powerful and menacing, even if she couldn't seriously injure the person opposite, it would always weaken that person's combat effectiveness. Who knows, she completely miscalculated, that person actually hid her true strength!

The speed of dodging was not at all like the ability he had shown when he fought her before.

It seems that for so long, he is just teasing her, but the hateful thing is that she has no internal strength in her body now.

She bit her lip and looked at the person opposite, who was in much better condition than hers. His whole body was neat and tidy, and he was very clean, and there was no trace of haste on his face, and he couldn't see that he was exhausted, and his eyes were full of interest, like a cat teasing its prey, a mouse, looking at the rat's helpless and anxious appearance, laughing, and then swallowing the mouse......

This annoying scene swirled in Yan Zhuo's mind, and Yan Zhuo became angry when he thought that he was now the powerless mouse. She is not willing to be teased like this!

The spiritual power in the body filled the sword body again, and Yan Zhuo unleashed the first layer of the "Qingyun Sword Technique" again. The difference is that this time, it is the real ability of "Qingyun Sword Technique".

Yan Zhuo didn't say a word, he used his spiritual power, and the sword body in his hand shone brightly, and at a faster speed, he ran towards the person who was standing still.

Waiting to be passive, it is better to strike first.

Yan Zhuo was ruthless, regardless of it, the blood in her body was also boiling, let her do her best, not at all, today, she has to separate from this person.

The man seemed to be stunned, and stood where he was, and did not hide.

With several times more strength and speed than before, the sword struck towards the man, and in the next second, it seemed that Yan Zhuo could see the annoying "assassin" on the opposite side, lying on the ground covered in blood. This place he carefully chose is now his tomb, which is not bad.

With twelve points of faith, she drew her sword closer and closer to the man.

It's just that when he was still half an arm's length away from that man, no matter how hard Yan Zhuo tried, the sword couldn't continue to move forward at all......

Yan Zhuo increased the output of spiritual power, constantly urging the sword in his hand, but in the air, there seemed to be an invisible repulsive force, so that she could not be saved, and she was almost knocked to the ground by her own strength.

This......

Yan Zhuo looked at the person who was close at hand, with a suspicious face.

The man's eyes were shining, and his eyes were looking at her, as if with a fatal attraction, like an abyss that made people fall. Yan Zhuo realized for the first time that this killer was not only young, but also so demagogic.

She closed her eyes, her eyes were clear again, and a resolute look once again covered her face, since the sword in her hand could not be saved, then use other methods. Sitting still is not her nature.

While maintaining the sword body, Yan Zhuo continued to mobilize the spiritual power in his body, and the needle forest formed by the spiritual power instantly gushed out, and the spiritual power needles were much finer than before, and under Yan Zhuo's command, the spearhead was unanimously aimed at the person opposite.

The man's expression did not show panic, but hooked his lips and smiled, and his eyes were full of unknown color.

"If you have anything else to do, use it all!"