Lan Xin was shocked and saw a dazzling light hit her eyebrows, and immediately raised her sword to block the light.
With a tingling sound, the silver needle hit the sword, nailing it to the sword.
Lan Xin looked at the silver needle that pierced the sword body, and she felt cold sweat, as if she had walked from the gate of hell. It was so dangerous that the silver needle could pierce the sword made of black iron, but the silver needle did not deform at all.
, smooth as new.
Yi Shuihan spat a mouthful of blood with a puff, and the sky was about to kill her. If she missed a single blow, she would never have another chance.
Lan Xin hated Yi Shuihan even more, and looked at Yi Shuihan with hatred, "Do you die!"[
Yi Shuihan avoided and almost avoided Lan Xin's attack. Now she only breathed a sigh of relief. She would undoubtedly die when she confronted Lan Xin head-on.
After more than a dozen moves, Yi Shuihan was defeated. With a clang, the golden fan was knocked down by the sword and fell to the head of a tree in the distance.
Yi Shuihan fell to the ground, mouthful of blood, and she laughed at herself. If Fu Hongchen saw her like this, she would definitely want to suck all her blood.
"Haha, your weapons are gone, you lose." Lan Xin looked down at Yi Shuihan with a high altitude, looking like a winner.
Yi Shuihan looked at the golden fan beside the tree head and suddenly remembered Ling Yiran, Fan, I hope you will return to your ex-master one day, I can't save you.
"Do you know that you are so depressed now, like a dying person who is dying, how can you be as glorious as before?" Lan Xin looked proud and sneered at her head.
Yi Shuihan didn't even bother to look at Lan Xin, let alone talk. She had more than five consecutive hours of life-and-death struggle and was seriously injured, so she didn't even have the strength to speak.
"Are you mute? Talk!" Lan Xin felt that she was being ignored, and a rage burst into her heart. She immediately walked over and grabbed Yi Shuihan's collar and glared at Yi Shuihan jealously.
Yi Shuihan laughed at herself, Lan Xin's move was not long ago, but now it's her turn. The same thing is still the same thing, feng shui changes, thirty years from Hedong, thirty years from Hexi.
"Why are you laughing at?! What I hate the most is that you always have an arrogant face, it's really disgusting!" Lan Xin looked vicious and raised her hand and waved it hard at Yi Shuihan's face.
"There is a price to slap me in the face." Yi Shuihan pinched Lan Xin's wrist and said with a smile.
Lan Xin became even more angry and broke free from Yi Shuihan's hand. She hated Yi Shuihan's body without anger, she was arrogant and arrogant, and she wanted to trample on Yi Shuihan's pride.
,destroy!
"I want to kill you!" Lan Xin was stunned by the anger and jealousy, and held the sword on the ground and stabbed Yi Shuihan.
Yi Shuihan turned over, dodged the sword, grabbed a handful of loose soil and threw it into Lan Xin's face. What's the mystery about her body
"Ah, puff..." Lan Xin screamed, her eyes and mouth were filled with soil. She immediately threw the sword and rubbed her eyes. She vomited a few mouthfuls of foam to remove the soil. She wanted to crush Yi Shuihan's bones and raise her bones.
Ash!
When Lan Xin opened her eyes, she saw Yi Shuihan had already run away. She was shocked and immediately raised her sword and chased after her. Yi Shuihan must die!
Yi Shuihan joked that she must be in a very embarrassing way now, just like a person struggling to die. It’s okay to die, but she just doesn’t want to die in the hands of others.
It was really God's will that she had just been reborn and encountered a great enemy today. Maybe it was because of her unwillingness to be ordinary. She was destined to die for a lifetime and would sooner or later die in a bad life.