Leng Bing turned around. Just as everyone hoped that she would understand, just as she really wanted to give up the plum blossoms, just as she had never been to Kunlun Mountain, leave quietly.

At this time, there was only the sound of rain on the sword training field. The cold and ecstatic body had merged with the rain between heaven and earth.

Suddenly something unusual melted in the rain. While the cold hands were pressed on the sword and turned around quickly, the thing appeared!

"Oh hehehehe~~" A red figure floating in the raindrops above the sword training field, and the petal barrier controlled by the right hand clearly sealed the black plum! Damn, when was it that the attack was so fast that even Master Yu Yang didn't have time to stop it!

"Oh hehehe~~" the beauty in red dress smiled, "Well~~ Why does it suddenly rain on Kunlun Mountain? It's so wet and slippery everywhere, and I'm going to be wet with water~~"

Where did this woman come out? Leng Bing took a deep breath, and the huge red peony flowers on her head were not mentioned, but the patterns on her face on the left and right were so bright that they could not be melted! And the bulging red dress with a thin upper body, now it looks like a wine glass that is only downturned! By the way, Hua... Could she be the elf of Hua Shenshen? It's much better than those pet-like guys before!

"Who are you?" Yu Yang rose up from the clouds and asked sternly. His voice now was obviously different from what he had just said, and it was as thick and far-reaching as if he could penetrate the clouds and reach the nine heavens.

"Oh hehe~~ Ask me who I am? I am the peony flower elf with a beautiful and beautiful country, and the beautiful peony came to take away the soul of the Queen Wu Mei," she replied.

Taking away the soul of the plum? It is indeed the flower elf of the deep flower. Why did she take away the soul of the plum?

"Please let go of my disciples of Kunlun Sect. Otherwise." The pure hook sword in the hand of Zhenren Yu Yang made a sword sound like a tiger roar like a dragon. Otherwise, it would be better to use a sword to explain. The peony flower elves are too chaotic, and Hua Shenshen is even more ignorant. How could she send a small elves to challenge Zhenren Yu Yang, who is in the immortal class? He will die without a complete corpse!

"Oh hehe~~" Mudan covered her mouth and smiled, "It's true. You didn't want to kill this woman from the beginning, nor did you want others to kill her, because she couldn't die - her soul could not fall into anyone's hands, right?"

True Man Yu Yang said coldly: "Who are you, what do you know?"

Peony's hands kept sliding in the air, as if posing in a graceful dance posture: "Oh hehe~~ Of course it's everything. This woman... is a hunting soul. I came to collect this hunting soul for Lord Mo Zhu Hua Shenshen!"

Hunting...hunting souls?

Is Wumei a hunting soul? She, she is what they have been looking for. Is that the third hunting soul? Impossible, impossible!

Leng Bing calmed down. Maybe it was really possible. Otherwise, how could Wu Mei support such a demon-sealing barrier that consumed so much soul power; otherwise, why would Wu Lingchun rather seal his soul into the corpse and keep his soul! She might be a hunting soul. However, no matter the name Yu Zhen or Wu Mei, she could not match the "tread" on the hunting soul list.

No, she is a hunting soul, and it cannot prove that she is the third hunting soul on the rest of the soul hunting page. She dedicated herself to the Dead Mountain a hundred years ago, so her soul must have been counted as a hunting soul that was "has been hunted" by the Demon Lord!

So that's it. Since this is the case, we must work hard to protect Wumei and not let the demons succeed! Leng Bing's heart ignited, but now she doesn't seem to have a chance to appear. With Yu Yang here, it's enough to clean up the peony elf and other messes!

"Oh hehehe~~ Zhenren Yu Yang, who had discovered the secret, looked very angry." Mudan raised her arms and began to dance at high speed in the air. "Since she is angry, why don't she slash over? I'm looking forward to it."

But Yu Yang didn't move. Isn't it time to take action now? He held his sword at the peony, but he didn't move. What was he waiting for...

Leng Bing suddenly realized that something was wrong! The momentum of Master Yu Yang changed a little. Could it be that he didn't want to take action, but he had no way to take action?

True Man Yu Yang turned his back to Leng Bing, but Leng Bing could vaguely see a faint white frost on his hand holding the sword. Although the color was beautiful, it was shrouded in an extremely strange atmosphere. Is that feeling a spell?

"Oh hehehe~~ I'm waiting for your powerless expression. Speaking of which, the girl of Epiphyllum is always elusive, and she doesn't even come out if Lord Mo summons her. It's rare to come out once, it's this "Su Ying Fei Light" that turns the spirit into a ruthless move at the same time. As for the time to issue a curse... It's up to you to put the pure hook sword in the Yujian Pavilion that is not even on the chain. It's too easy to do some tricks."

It’s the flower elves that are making trouble again! Now, the strongest existence, Zhenren Yu Yang, has lost his combat power. Now the only one who can deal with peony is Leng Bing! Nan Lichen, the guy who doesn’t do serious things, has disappeared long enough to appear soon!

"Oh hehehehehe~~The little girl over there, you can't be my opponent this time, right?"

The cold ice comes by the wind, and the soul sword amp; #8226; the flowing clouds urge the snow to condense in the rain, moving without shadow, quiet without shadow, shining without light, and swing silently, and it has completely integrated with the rain.

"Do you want to fight?" Mudan gave a cold look, "Now?"

"Of course it's now. I've seen enough of the bad dance you played." Leng Bing said coldly.

"What? Whose dance did you say is bad!" The peony elf was indeed poked with fire, his pink fists were clenched, and his long bright red nails were deeply embedded in his pink and white palms. Leng Bing continued to say with satisfaction: "And, what else did you leave something in those two sentences just now?"

"What?"

"Of course it's...'Oh hehehe~~' and 'Oh hehehe~~'." Leng Bing held the sword tightly with her hands, not even moving her fingers a little. "Add to the sentence just now, there is still a lack of 'Oh hehe~~'."

As soon as Leng Bing finished speaking, her right index finger moved slightly. Peony felt the sword energy coming towards her eyelashes, and almost instantly forced her into the face! Impossible, Leng Bing was standing there without moving, how could her sword reach...

Could it be this rain? The water-attributed soul sword amp;#8226; the flowing clouds urging snow has eliminated its original body in this rain. There is no drop or trace of this rain that is not a soul sword. As long as the peony is in the rain, it is like being under the cold ice sword blade, and there is nowhere to hide?

What a terrible little girl, she is worthy of being the strongest soul power on the list of soul hunting!

The rain sounded rustling. Although Leng Bing's attack was amazing, Peony held the hostage Wu Mei in his hand. That kind of attack was just a warning and could not be used as a technique to seize the enemy. Now she must use other tactics to defeat Peony without hurting Wu Mei.

Looking at Mudan's current expression, Leng Bing's move just now had deeply hurt her self-esteem. She stopped saying "Oh hehe", which means she was starting to be serious. Since this is the case, let her be serious completely, immersed in the gorgeous and passionate battle, and forget about the hostages aside!

"Hmph, the move just now is not worthy of the trick...you can understand it." Mudan said, with a sharp expression suddenly appearing, "It's a pity that the winner and loser of the showdown are not important. As a flower elf, as long as you are beautiful, you can complete the mission assigned by your master!"

Such a arrogant, but not a fighting type at all! She is worthy of being the king of flowers, and she abides by her duties and puts her master's orders first. Now is not the time to praise the peonies. She has already jumped high in the air, and her body is spinning at high speed as before, and her big skirt dances like layers of blooming peonies!

"Look at my unique skills, the beauty of the beautiful women, the dance of the genus scarf!"

Lengbing held the sword in her hand but didn't know where to stab it. Ge Qian...Zhidian...is like dancing! It was clearly just around the black plum, jumping like a goat while spinning around! When will such a bad dance be seen? If you look at it again, your eyes won't be blind...

"Hey, little girl, what kind of expression do you have? Should you be more focused when you see others use their ultimate moves?" Mudan seemed to notice Leng Bing's disgusting expression - her face was purple, maybe it wasn't disgusting but just being watered by the rain.

"It's better to look at my ultimate move!"

Leng Bing no longer has the patience and wastes time with this dance-obsessed peony elf, so it is better to solve her directly and neatly. Taking a mouse and avoiding weapons will only make the situation more and more rigid. This is just a peony elf. If the flower deeply releases more flower elf, it will be difficult to deal with.

"Look at the sword!" Leng Bing sniffed, his index finger slowly sliding in the air. The straight raindrops in the sky were twisting and condensed in the direction of the sliding of her fingers, like a huge roller blind, condensed into a rain rope in the air. The rain in the sky was gathering with the movement of Leng Bing's fingers, and it actually condensed into a giant rain-colored sword between Leng Bing and the peony!

"You, stop me, don't forget, I still have hostages!" Seeing such a huge water sword, Mudan was obviously panicked. It seemed that she had no Wu that could deal with such a domineering thing.

Leng Bing sneered, his fingers swiped quickly in the air, and shouted: "The flowing clouds urge the snow to kill only the evil people, and the ugly smelly woman dancing, die!"

The rapids were everywhere. Leng Bing sent the water sword to Peony's throat, but stopped when she screamed and danced, as she was wet with the splashing water.

Someone broke into the sword training field. Leng Bing turned around and saw three people standing in the rain and watching them.

Chen Jiao, Chen E, Chen Wei.

It's really time to come, but when it's about to launch a killing blow... it seems that this battle is impossible to make a final decision again.
Chapter completed!