Xing Lian's face was silent, but in fact he was about to laugh and lie down.

These uneducated ancients were so scared that they seemed to have seen ghosts, which was so interesting.

She just used Sifeng Beiling's body to shoot silver needles into the blind spot of vision, so those people did not see her taking action.

I really didn't expect that these bandits would be so simple.

But Sifeng Beiling couldn't laugh. He was a prince of a king. The one who insulted the bandit just now was his sister, the ten most favored princess in Pingling Kingdom. The royal dignity was not allowed to let him go.

The sword edge flashed. At the moment when the group of people in front of him were busy, he had already raised his sword and headed towards Mu Du and shot straight to him in front of him.

Four Feng Beiling was extremely fast, and everyone's mind was on Xinglian, a woman who "has magical abilities". When the sword force arrived in front of Mu Du, they reacted one by one, but at this time, it was too late.

Mu Du raised his sword in panic and blocked it. The two swords collided with each other and made a sharp sound, and then a crisp and light sound broke. Mu Du's sword.

"It's a refining weapon!" Someone shouted in the bandit, and the faces of the few people looked even more ugly.

Most of the people who have refined weapons are related to the royal family. Unexpectedly, this trip today will provoke such an amazing person.

Mu Du's left foot could not move and could not dodge, so he could only fight again with a broken sword. Unexpectedly, Sifeng Beiling turned the sword and stabbed directly at his shoulder blade.

The muffled sound of the sharp sword piercing into the flesh was particularly harsh in the night. Mu Du groaned, and with his right foot as his strength, he quickly retreated behind him, but he could not stand on his body and smashed him hard to the ground.

Sifeng Beiling's handsome face was covered with thin ice. The sword flower was gentle and the sword energy swept across, and the direction was Mudu's neck artery.

The fifth-level mysterious spiritual power was unable to compete with the same level opponent who had the refining weapon. Even Jue thought that Mu could not escape and die this time. However, just as the sword energy swept towards Mu Du's neck, the air around him quickly condensed, and a stream of air like ice went straight to Sifeng Beiling's chest.

Xinglian had already noticed that the other party had a master at the moment when the air changed slightly. He had only had time to pull over Sifeng Beiling's clothes and took him to the side. In desperation, both of them fell to the ground.

"Who is it?" A sense of resentment flashed between her eyebrows and looked in the direction of about ten people opposite her.

If she had calculated correctly, this person's strength would not be able to resist.

Jue breathed a sigh of relief when he saw the situation reversed, while Mu Du was the same, his pale face looked a little better.

No one answered her on the quiet path, but Xing Lian stood up, patted the soil stained on her body, and sneered, "Why, don't you have the courage to come out?"

"Little girl, you have grown so much after not seeing each other for a few days. Good... Not bad..."

I still didn't see anyone, but the sound like a bell seemed to be close to everyone's ears.

Xing Lian was obviously stunned when he heard this voice. Then, the condensation on his face instantly faded and he changed into a flowery smile, "It turns out that it's you, old man... I haven't seen you for a long time, Xing Lian hasn't thanked you yet."

The voice laughed and said, "I recognized it so quickly. I deserve to be the little girl I like."
Chapter completed!