"I don't know who you are, and I don't know what the relationship between you and Cang Ling is, but if you choose to stand on Nishang's side today, I will not be soft on you. ”

Zhixi's face was cold, and a murderous aura surged from between his eyebrows.

She must kill Nishang today and avenge everyone in the seventh and third halls!

I saw a trace of complexity flashing in Meng Sang's eyes, which was an emotion that Zhixi couldn't understand.

"Come on. ”

Meng Sang raised the sword in his hand and stabbed at Zhixi.

With a twist of her wrist, her sword appeared in her hand.

There was a "ding" sound, and the two fought.

The long sword swung in the air, and the sword was dazzling and bright.

Every sword stabbed out, it carried a strong mana, and the mana overflowed, blowing up the entire mountain of Dengtong Valley beyond recognition.

"Boom, boom..."

The sound of bombardment was incessant, and the long swords collided, like a mountain colliding, and every blow was earth-shattering.

It can be seen that neither of them showed mercy.

Shen Tingfeng looked at the two people in mid-air, and every stroke made his heart tremble.

This fight is really ruthless!

Rao is Shen Tingfeng, and it is rare to see Zhixi shoot so ruthlessly, this time she is really angry.

After a few rounds, Zhixi became more and more fierce, and the momentum on her body became more and more vigorous.

Under her strong attack, Meng Sang began to be a little unable to resist, and gradually fell into a disadvantage.

Seeing this, Meng Sang suddenly turned around and ran away in the direction behind him.

Zhi Xi threw the long sword in his hand, and his hands condensed countless black ice flowers, spun around, and hit Meng Sang's back.

At this time, Meng Sang couldn't escape anymore, he could only turn around immediately, and with a wave of his long sword, he smashed the ice flower behind him.

The "Ding Ding Ding" long sword slashed through the ice flowers, making an extremely crisp sound.

Stopping on tiptoe, he attacked Meng Sang again.

Countless traces of demonic qi shrouded towards Meng Sang.

Meng Sang, who was still resisting the ice flowers, faced the slightest trace of demonic energy that was superimposed, and his expression sank.

He turned and flew into the air, turning his body sideways.

A white phantom appeared on his body, as if it were the real body of something.

Before he could see it, he saw the phantom's big tail sweep violently, sweeping away the ice flower and the slightest trace of demonic energy.

But Zhi Xi had already prepared, and the power of the gods and demons caught in the slightest trace of demonic qi quickly exploded the moment it touched his body.

A loud "bang" directly hit Meng Sang's legs.

He staggered and took a few steps back, blood dripping above his legs.

Zhi Xi frowned tightly, just now, that phantom, is it Meng Sang's real body?

Silvery-white body, wide tail, will sweep with the tail ...

Zhixi's heart was thinking quickly, looking for answers.

She always felt familiar, but for a while, she just couldn't remember!

At the moment when she hesitated, Meng Sang rushed towards her desperately, regardless of his injuries.

Zhixi frowned, and with a twist of her wrist, the power of gods and demons condensed at her fingertips.

Is Meng Sang's move going to die together?

No, if that's the case, why did he just run?

In the next moment, Zhixi's eyes narrowed, and the power of gods and demons in her hands did not attack Meng Sang.

She turned around, and she was able to dodge Meng Sang, who was rushing straight away.

The moment she turned around, the power of gods and demons in her fingertips hit out,