When the mighty team saw Lan Yue appear, they sighed silently. Why did the sect train the disciples so rigidly? They have already called out that the other party is the peak of the Spirit King. Why did they rush out to die when they see that the other party starts to kill? Why didn’t they contact the evil spirits of Lingyun Sect? Now, we will become alchemy materials together. They are angry and can’t help but be injured by the black-robed man’s internal injuries. The four of them fainted directly. Lan Yue stared at the black-robed man tightly. There was a breath of discomfort on his body that made her feel particularly uncomfortable and disgusted, which made her want to... beat him up! "Hehehe... a small guy in the middle stage of the great spirit master dared to rush out, which is really commendable."

As he spoke, his body approached Lan Yue like a ghost, and he reached out to grab Lan Yue's neck. The stretched out hand was no longer a hand, but could only be called a claw. His fingers were dry as if they were an old tree bark against the bones, and his nails were pitch black. From time to time, they were all poisoned. Lan Yue faced the hand he grabbed, but she seemed to be scared and stood there without moving. The man in the black robe sneered in his heart. Even such an ant dared to show off, but after he caught it, he wanted to study why she could pass through his poisonous flower array safely. His finger wind stinged Lan Yue's neck so much that it hurt. Seeing that she was about to hold her neck in the next second, Lan Yue moved as if she was scared.

Instantly, he lowered his waist and leaned back, and his right hand hit the black-robed man's armpit. The black-robed man laughed strangely, and he didn't care about the tree-shaking attack of the candlestick. He buckled his fingers into claws and grabbed Lan Yue's throat again. This little ant thought that her hand could hurt him? The body strength of the Spirit King realm was stronger than that of iron stone. Not to mention her hand, even with her hand, she would not hurt him even if she held a top-grade spiritual weapon as a weapon. However, just the moment he was about to hold Lan Yue's throat, Lan Yue suddenly laughed... The black-robed man's heart thumped, and a sense of crisis arose. He subconsciously wanted to pull back. But he was fast, Lan Yue, who had attacked his armpits faster! With his wrist, he turned and his long sword pierced the black-robed man's armpits in his hand! "Um...ah!"

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To be continued...