The dagger flew towards him at an alarming speed.

Feng Hantian's eyes were half-squinted, and he turned his hand, then slid it down, protecting his three dark blue eyes in his palm.

The three dark blue eyes on the scythe are the fatal weakness of a third-grade Lan Xuan black wizard.

The dagger quickly wrapped around the handle of his sickle. Feng Yunmo pulled the silver thread and the sickle moved slightly.

"You want to play with this thing." A sinister smile appeared at the corner of Feng Hantian's lips, and he pinched the silver thread with his other hand. When he was about to exert force, Feng Yunmo turned it with his backhand, and the silver thread made a subtle sound like a string.

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"No." An unknown smile appeared on Feng Yunmo's lips.

With a slight twist of his left hand, several connected "smoke bombs" were taken out from the space.

This is the last one. I couldn’t bear to use it when I was fighting the mother-flower just now, just to ‘honor’ my brother right now.

He twirled the round 'smoke bomb' and then quickly tied it around the silver threads. These silver threads came from Sha Qianchen's hair. The little white tiger nibbled a handful before and gave it to her. Unexpectedly, at this moment, he sent

It's been put to use.

The silver thread stretched longer and longer but kept going. If she exerted a little force, he would also increase his strength.

Seeing that the silver wire was about to reach its limit, Feng Yunmo smiled harmlessly at Feng Hantian, raised her other hand, flicked the silver wire, and with a "pop" sound, she let go of the hand holding the silver wire.

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Feng Hantian's expression changed, and the moment he let go of the silver thread, the smoke bomb hit him hard in the face.

"Bang!" There was a weak sound, and his facial features seemed to have a few colors, like a tabby cat, which was really unlovable.

Feng Yunmo raised her mouth slightly, and when Feng Hantian was successfully attacked by her, she jumped up, picked up the Heaven-Destroying Sword, pointed the tail of the sword at him, and attacked with the sickle in his hand.

With many years of combat experience and intuition, he told her that the scythe was very important to him, because when the dagger flew towards him just now, he first protected the three eyes on the scythe.

Feng Yunmo could observe these subtle movements clearly.

However, just as the tail of the sword touched the sickle, Feng Hantian reacted and retreated ten meters away.

"Feng Yunmo, you really pissed me off." Feng Hantian wiped the smelly smoke bomb powder from his face.

Holding the long and thick sickle handle with both hands: "I don't want to play anymore. Let's end this meaningless battle."

Black light with faint blue mysterious gas faintly emitted from the sharp sickle mouth.

Mao Ling's eyes widened immediately. She was surprised, uneasy, and slightly frightened. She didn't dare to think too much and rushed towards Feng Yunmo, shouting: "Yun Mo, get out of the way."

Feng Yunmo knelt on one knee, supported the ground with one hand, and put the other hand on the other knee. He looked up at the black light with strong murderous intent. What flashed in his dark eyes was not shrinking, but waiting...

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Feng Hantian sneered, and the laughter echoed in the night sky, like a ghost howling in the dark, making people's scalp numb.

At this time, the cries of colorful birds and beasts suddenly echoed in my ears. It was originally standing on the Wuzhi Baihuaguo, but at this moment, it was flapping its wings and screaming wildly at Feng Yunmo.

Feng Yunmo looked back at the colorful birds and beasts, what do you want to tell me?

"Meow..." The sound of the cat bell suddenly rang.

She raised her head again and watched Mao Ling being counterattacked by Feng Hantian. Its face was bleeding heavily from a wound scratched by a sickle.

His dark eyes suddenly turned cold, and he was filled with murderous intent. He stood up slowly, holding the Heaven-Destroying Sword tightly in his hand.
Chapter completed!