"Then... I injured my Mudu boy. I can't just let you go..."

The old man smiled with a smile, one hand behind his back, and the other hand tightly clasped Xinglian's wrist. The powerful force inside it actually hurts a little.

Xing Lian's smile was still there, but a sharp light flashed in his eyes, telling whether the old man in front of him was really playing or joking.

The moment the Four Wind Beiling was trapped in Xinglian, he had condensed the refining weapon again - the Breathing Sword.

Jing Yue opened her mouth exaggeratedly, and slapped her hand with a bone "brush" and knocked her palm, "Old man, at least I saved you too, I can't be so shameless..."

The old man shook his head, "I am a rude person, so shameless."

It was obvious that it was shameless. Jing Yue glared at her eyes and took a step forward to pull the Xingling hand. Behind her, Sifeng Beiling moved faster. A sword energy flew past with a blue light in an instant, and shot straight towards the old man.

None of the three of them could see through the strength of the wine man, but undoubtedly his power was powerful.

I saw that he didn't even frown, as if he had twisted his body casually. The sword energy barely passed by him and landed on the ground to mark a deep pit.

"Good boy, do you know that this move just now is enough to make me kill you?" The wine man still had a smile on his face, as if the words he said were just chatting about family matters casually.

Sifeng Beiling raised his lips, "Senior, please give me some advice."

Even if he is not strong enough, he will never tolerate others bullying his wife!

"Okay."

Xing Lian, who had been silent all the time, suddenly spoke indifferently, and the smile on her lips was still there. She glanced at the tightly held hand, "So, what do the old man want to do?"

She believed that the old man had no idea of ​​killing her, otherwise she would not have stood here forever now.

The wine man laughed and was about to speak, but suddenly his face changed and he looked at the woman in front of him in disbelief.

Because, just after Xing Lian finished saying that, his wrist suddenly shrank with a strange amplitude, and his body turned slightly, he actually broke away from his shackles.

With curious techniques, how did she get out?

As if seeing through the old man's thoughts, Xinglian touched his wrist that was being pinched, and a bowl-sized ball of light gradually condensed into the palm of his palm. "Xinglian's ability is not as good as what the old man has seen... Your human injury is also injured. If the old man insists on making things difficult for Xinglian, Xinglian can only fight you to the death."

The light ball emits dazzling white light, which is the energy possessed by the fourth-level mysterious spiritual power.

"Little girl is so angry. Can't you see the difference between you and I?" Jiu Weng laughed again and put his hand behind his back again. "Even if you three are on the way together, they may not be my opponent."

"Well, what I said is..." Xing Lian smiled on his lips, and weighed the light ball in his hand, "But Xing Lian bet is that you don't plan to kill me. If the old man insists on making things difficult for me, the energy in my hand will not hurt you, but it will be enough to destroy myself."

Xinglian's words were like a thunder thunder on the ground, which shocked everyone present.

Si Feng Jingyue and Si Feng Beiling twitched at the same time. This girl... shouldn't she be crazy?

The band of bandits led by Jue were also shocked. This little girl looked very smart and clever. Why did she become an idiot in the blink of an eye?

What I just said about fighting is to commit suicide?
Chapter completed!