Seeing Feng Tianlan playing with the silver thread so freely, he couldn't help but change his expression, but in the end he still didn't notice Feng Tianlan.
He just had a dark face, tapped his toes, leaped into the air, and avoided the silver thread.
Silk's attack.
"Ice Blade Slash" Feng Xiupei let out a low roar, raised her hand with a cold air, and an ice blade more than two meters long appeared out of thin air.
Then with the momentum of cutting through all things, it slashed at Feng Tianlan's Tianling Cap. .
Feng Tianlan's face changed slightly, and he hurriedly added the fire element to the silver thread.
He waved the silver thread with red light and wrapped it around the huge ice blade.
Suddenly, it was like a colorful stream of light, spreading in the night, like a meteor shower under the sky.
Average, extremely dazzling.
"A rain of ice arrows."
As Feng Xiupei's voice fell, sharp ice swords all over the sky poured down like heavy rain, hitting Feng Tianlan directly.
"Water curtain hinge."
Before the rain of ice arrows fell, pieces of sharp reamers made of water swept in from all directions with the momentum of cutting through a thousand pieces.
Faced with Feng Xiupei's series of attacks, Feng Tianlan had no choice but to defend, waving the fiery silver thread with cold eyes, tapping her toes, leaping into the air, and shuttled through the gaps in the water curtain, regardless of the water curtain on her body.
The stabbing was a direct hit to Feng Xiupei.
For a time, the sky over the western suburbs was filled with brilliant lights, a cold wind was blowing, and murderous intent was everywhere.
"ah" There was a scream and roar, followed by spiritual energy that filled the sky, like a giant bomb, blasting out.
Feng Tianlan panted heavily and raised his eyes to see the giant spiritual power ball coming at him with a devastating momentum.
He gritted his teeth and stood up.
He raised his hands to gather the last spiritual power to fight.
The high-level spiritual master faced off against the high-level spiritual power.
Master, even if it’s a mantis trying to block the car, you still have to give it a try.
The giant spiritual power ball blasted out.
Under the white light, Feng Xiupei couldn't see clearly in front of her.
She only felt a strong spiritual power hitting her body.
Then she quickly retreated and broke with a bang.
A tree with sharp barbs penetrated her side, causing her to groan softly in pain.
And the face that was originally as bright as a peony was now covered with tiny bloodshot eyes, which was very scary and oozing. puff Feng Tianlan was hit in the heart and spit out a mouthful of blood.
She flew out like a parabola.
Behind her was a cliff.
Her body fell quickly.
Her spiritual power was exhausted.
She was no longer able to balance her body.
Can let the body fall.
But when he raised his eyes, he saw a white shadow, three thousand ink-like black hairs, fluttering in the wind.
That cold and stern face like a banished immortal was now as cold as a ten thousand-year-old ice cube, and he stretched out his slender His hand, like salvation, wants to pull her out of hell.
"Si Mobai."
Feng Tianlan looked at him and couldn't help but murmured softly. it's him Could it be that she had hallucinations before she died?
But he was just a stranger to her, how could he become her hallucination at this time?
Her waist tightened, her hair brushed against her face, and the cold breath of mint hit her nostrils.
Just like the previous two times, it felt so familiar and inexplicably safe when it stood in front of her.
"I'm here."
Si Mobai clasped her slender waist with one hand and the back of her head with the other, holding her in his arms and protecting her tightly so as not to be hurt by the howling wind.
A trace of her.
The sound is as mellow as a century-old wine, and it’s refreshing when you hear it.
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Warm and generous chest, voice as crisp as wine, breath of cool mint it's him It's really him: