The blond woman leaned down and looked at Fang Ming coldly, like a supreme master: "Young man, do you have a grudge against Attila?"
The enemy of my enemy is my friend! Fang Ming seized the opportunity and scolded Attila. The scolding was impassioned and vivid. In short, he wanted to let this woman know that he was definitely on the same front as her.
The blonde woman listened quietly, her expression was very serious, and her right hand was always raised high, like a sharp sword hanging above her head.
After Fang Ming finished speaking, the blond woman said coldly: "Young man, are you from China?"
"Yes!" Fang Ming knew that he couldn't hide it, as his hair and skin were obvious things.
The blond woman sighed and said: "I have lived here for a long time and I haven't seen anyone. Can you talk to me?"
Fang Ming's scalp felt numb for a while. What did this old woman want to do?
In the wild mountains and ridges, this old woman has been living alone under the cliff for so long. Is she suffocated? Could it be that she---Fang Ming thought of things between men and women. He only felt a chill, so disgusting that he even wanted to vomit out his last night meal.
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The blonde woman's eyes suddenly became strange, and she sneered: "Young man, I want to ask you something, come on!"
After saying that, the blond woman turned around, lifted Fang Ming up with one hand, and entered the cave where she lived.
The cave was spacious and very clean. The woman placed Fang Ming on the ground, and the black tower man behind her also placed Zhu Xiaoyao and Yelena on the ground.
The three Dragon Ranking masters were being carried like ducks in someone's hands. This feeling was really uncomfortable.
Seeing Zhu Xiaoyao and Yelena also come in, Fang Ming's heart dropped. He knew that he was thinking wrongly. This was one of Fang Ming's few narcissisms. He has always been a rational person.
The blond woman stared at Fang Ming, and the questions she asked were very strange.
For example, who is the president of China now and what new technologies are there in the world? The blond woman listened with interest and nodded and smiled from time to time.
Fang Ming tried his best to please this woman. She controlled his life and death, so he had to be careful.
"Senior, can you let us go?"
"Let me go?" The blonde woman smiled and said, "Why should I let you go?"
"We are going to kill Atila and complete our mission." Zhu Xiaoyao interrupted. It was okay that she didn't speak. When she spoke, the blond woman suddenly became alert: "Yes, if you want to kill Atila, you will definitely do something wrong."
It's not good for Zoroastrianism." The blond woman stood up, paced back and forth, and suddenly stared at Zhu Xiaoyao, which made her feel scared.
"Little monkey, search their luggage!" The blond woman gave a strange order, and the man who looked like a black tower obeyed.
Zhu Xiaoyao and Yelena's luggage were all regular equipment, except for Fang Ming's backpack, which contained a short sword.
The dagger was wrapped in a golden scabbard and engraved with nine golden dragons. Fang Ming brought this dagger because it was a representative relic of his father Fang Tianhao.
The blonde woman looked at the sword and suddenly trembled all over. She pulled out the dagger tremblingly.
The sword energy was cold, and the dagger was like a stream of autumn water, lighting up the cave.
"Tell me, where did this sword come from?" The blond woman said in a sharp tone, holding the dagger between Fang Ming's eyebrows.
After being captured by humans and holding a dagger to his forehead, am he still Fang Tianhao's son?
Fang Ming's anger rose in his heart, and he said proudly: "Kill if you want, why bother talking nonsense?"
Human psychology is really strange. Just now, Fang Ming was thinking of pleasing this strange woman and taking the opportunity to escape. Now facing his father's relics, Fang Ming suddenly felt guilty in his heart. His father was in the world and had few opponents. If he knew that he was like this
A son would never be at peace even under the Nine Springs.
For a moment, a blatant burst of will and bloodiness made Fang Ming change his mind. He wanted to fight to the death, and even if he died, he would still be a well-known man.
After accumulating innate Qigong, Fang Ming felt that the acupoints in his body seemed to be unlocked.
"Come here and I'll tell you!" Fang Ming said with a smile.
The blond woman walked over and stopped one meter in front of Fang Ming.
Even one meter is enough distance.
Fang Ming suddenly roared with great force, and kicked the blond woman twice.
Kicks out with two consecutive kicks. This is the famous mandarin duck kick in kicking, and it is extremely lethal.
These two kicks did not expect to hurt the blond woman, they just blocked the opponent. While spinning around and kicking, Fang Ming fired two iron bullets, hitting the acupuncture points of Zhu Xiaoyao and Yelina.
The black man who was watching the battle was dumbfounded. When he reacted and rushed towards him with a roar, Zhu Xiaoyao and Yelena attacked at the same time to intercept the black man.
"Little monkey, step back!" the blond woman scolded, with a frosty look on her face: "I haven't moved my muscles for a long time. I'm afraid the world has forgotten that there is a person like Elia. Come on together!"
Elia? It sounds like the name of a woman from the Western Region, but Fang Ming can't remember what kind of person this is. He only knows that if he can't kill the other person, he will be a corpse.
Fang Minghu roared and rushed forward, his Tang Dao stuck on the ground opposite. The first thing was to seize the knife.
Zhu Xiaoyao and Yelena were much simpler. They took the Tang Dao directly and rushed towards the blond woman.
The sword light shines like thunder coming to the world.
The sword came too fast, and the cold sword energy broke and condensed into a substantial light blade, cutting through the skin of the three people.
At this moment, the breath seems to be stagnant. Who can this person be able to break out such a powerful sword energy?
The three of them were cautious and took a defensive position, hoping to find the blond woman's flaws.
The blond woman's sword came across the air and cut straight into the dense knife network formed by the three people. The force shook and the knife network was torn open, followed by a bright flash of light, like a sword as vast as the bright moon at the end of the world.
He was so wild and wanton that he trapped the three of them.
My father once said that when a martial arts master is extremely powerful, a substantial attack will be transformed into a "power", which is similar to the legendary spiritual attack.
Now, three people have suffered this attack.
Every stroke of the sword was as cold as the cold wind piercing the bone marrow, and the speed of the sword also slowed down. Later, every time the sword was drawn, it felt like a thousand pounds of gravity was pressing on the wrist.
The blond woman didn't seem to have tried her best. She took out the sword in a leisurely manner and muttered something.
"Endless flames, burn this filthy world, and the world will be bright again -" the blond woman chanted like this, a light golden breath enveloped her like the radiance of the sun, and then the blond woman moved -
-There are no words that can describe the speed of this blow. Like a ball of world-destroying flames, the blond woman rushed into the three people's sword array.
The hot and masculine breath burst out immediately, like the blazing sun, and the breath of the three people was stagnant.
"Bang bang--" The three of them were palmed in the chest and fell to the ground weakly.
Fang Ming vomited blood. He touched his chest and sat up, looking at the blonde woman coldly.
This woman's strength is really too strong, especially the last blow, that dreamlike attack method seems to have exceeded human limits.
The woman did not make a move. She stroked the dagger with her hand, and a dreamy look flashed in her eyes. This look was so strange, like seeing a long-lost lover.
"Where did this sword come from?" the blond woman asked coldly.
Fang Ming closed his eyes and didn't answer. It was already a shame not to be able to defeat the opponent, and being interrogated was even more of a shame.
"You won't say it, right?" The blond woman smiled coldly and said, "I have a way to make you say it."
The golden figure swayed like a ghost, and Fang Ming felt a strong wind blowing against his face. The blond woman had already come to him and lifted him up.
"Plop!" The blond woman threw Fang Ming into the pool outside the cave.
The pool was so cold that it was so cold that Fang Ming's teeth chattered. The blond woman threw Zhu Xiaoyao and Yelina into it.
The blonde woman flicked her fingers repeatedly, hitting the three of them with golden marbles. The marbles were also extremely cold and melted the moment they hit their bodies.
What kind of mysterious weapon is this that can penetrate into the human body?
The cold breath in the Dantian was as sharp as needle pricks. The three of them quickly tried their best to dispel the chill rising from the Dantian.
The blond woman was silent. She stood quietly with her hands behind her back, just like the Populus euphratica in the desert of the Western Regions. The vicissitudes in her eyes seemed to have traveled through thousands of years of dust.
The three of them accelerated their movements, trying to dispel the coldness faster, but the blonde woman's method was too strange. Soon the three of them were wrapped in the mist of the cold pool, and their bodies were covered with thick frost.