Shen Hanfei's eyes flashed with enthusiasm, and his fingers stretched aimlessly in a certain direction.
The man followed his instructions and looked over.
On the horizon where the full moon rose, a petite and thin figure clearly appeared.
"The person you want to kill is him."
Shen Hanfei turned his face in surprise, who was that person if it wasn't Mu Chuyue?
For a moment, he seemed to have found someone to rely on.
He put his hands on his hips and shouted angrily: "Yue Chumu, today I will kill you."
The man leaned over, and black mist appeared around him, giving him a sense of illusion.
His body was flat against the sand, holding a posture like a spiritual snake, like a black hawk scurrying on the ground, and shot out a distance of more than ten meters in a blink of an eye.
Staring coldly at the figure under the moon, bloodthirsty light shone in his sinister pupils.
"Haha, the pure spirit smell."
The man half-squinted his eyes and took a deep breath as if he was enjoying it.
Looking at Mu Chuyue, a different kind of desire suddenly appeared in her eyes, and the sticky liquid on her tongue almost dripped into the gaps between the sand and gravel.
It’s not that enemies don’t get together Mu Chuyue discovered Shen Hanfei's presence at the first moment.
She crouched down and carefully watched the flying black shadow.
She stared, and the man's movements slowed down several times in her sight.
She accurately predicted the opponent's upcoming attack, tapped her toes, and accumulated huge strength on the fulcrum connecting to the ground.
Ejecting like a civet cat, the man's dangerous blow missed her, and finally hit the air lightly.
The man clearly felt Mu Chuyue's true state, which was clearly a whole level lower than him.
It stands to reason that it would be impossible for the opponent to react to his sudden attack, let alone have any ability to counter it.
"The Peak of Sumeru Realm" The man stabilized his figure, chuckled and turned sideways, looking at Mu Chuyue sinisterly, with a hint of contempt on his indifferent eyebrows.
He raised his palm casually, and the bright orange mana burst out with a "bang", making the man's already pale complexion even more cold.
"Zi, with such a weak strength, he actually wants to struggle to the death."
The contempt in his eyes splashed freely on Mu Chuyue's face, and she immediately changed into a cat-and-mouse playing attitude: "Haha, I'll just play with you."
Mu Chuyue continued to retreat, but the other party simply did not take her seriously and allowed a long distance between them.
"Prison Hell Hall" She frowned, sweat dripped from her temples, and her expression was solemn as never before.
Even though she has considerable confidence in the strength of her consciousness, when her opponent's level is much higher than hers, a simple mental attack will not only fail to have a fatal effect, but will also cause her to suffer a strong backlash.
In the current situation, she didn't dare to take risks.
Why do the people from the Hell Palace get involved with Shen Hanfei?
Mu Chuyue didn't dare to slack off, her thoughts were running rapidly in her mind.
Almost immediately, she remembered the scene where she suddenly bumped into Elder Shen.
It must be him, so that he can smoothly connect the beginning and end of things.
Elder Shen secretly contacted Yuyan Palace.
By coincidence, the other party fought her first and lost, and the contact between the two was severed.
Later, because of the ulterior secret, this man was brought into the secret realm, which is really unbelievable.
Things turned out in the direction she had guessed before.
Mu Chuyue didn't dare to relax, and the cyclone in her dantian was spinning at a speed several times faster than usual.
For a moment, a faint golden energy lingered in her palms xx4911131: