Ye Ziling turned around and wanted to block it, but he was still a second slower.

The slender sword tip pierced into her chest, piercing the fair skin, and letting the red blood drip down the smooth sword body.

He used two spiritual weapons to control two hands, four spiritual weapons to attack Lin Zhian, and also used one to attack Ye Ziling, which was amazing spiritual power to control objects. This is the strength of "shadow".

It seemed as if there were several transparent silk threads in the air, and the ghost face held the thread head in his hand, controlling his toys like a master doll.

"I...is okay..."

Under the control of the ghost face, "Greedy" intends to penetrate her body directly, but Ye Ziling held the hilt tightly with his trembling hands, not allowing it to make any progress.

"Hey, where are you looking? Do you think you are qualified to be distracted?" The murderous intent behind him was stunning, and the ghost face attacked quickly.

"What's wrong? Your movements are much slower!"

"Come on, fight with me!"

"So that's the case. Are you worried about that woman? This is too boring."

"Since that's the case, let me help you solve the burden, so that you can let go of your hands and fight. Thank you very much!"

The four spiritual weapons that were knocked down trembled and flew up again.

"You... dare!"

Lin Zhian's violent blood was ignited, his eyes were covered with bloodshot, and blue veins on his muscles burst out, and he launched a mad attack like he was almost lifeless, and every move was exuding the ultimate murderous intent.

But there is always a gap in strength between the two.

On the other side, four swords had already stabbed at the junior sister. If she was already injured, the consequences would be unimaginable.

But just when they were less than ten meters away from the target, they stopped in the air, as if they were blocked by a transparent wall.

The wind is blowing.

"who!"

The ghost face looked around and shouted. But after he looked around, he saw no one.

boom!

A loud noise suddenly came from above the head, and the ghost face suddenly looked up, and the bridge that crossed the river several meters thick was pierced. A slender sword fell from the sky, and the cold light was sharp.

Then a beautiful figure turned over from the bridge deck and landed beside Lin Zhian.

The ghost face swept away the flying sword with a knife, his eyes stern, "I didn't expect that another person would die."

"Lin Yuan! Why are you here?"

Lin Zhian never expected that the helper who came to support at the critical moment was his sister!

"I'll talk about these things later, and deal with him first."

Lin Yuan's pretty face was slightly cold, and light condensed in his right hand, and the spiritual sword returned to his hand.

"good!"

If the brother and sister join forces, can there be enemies that cannot be defeated?

call--

The strong wind suddenly rose, and all the sand and dust on the ground were lifted up and swept forward.

"A little trick to carving insects."

The ghost face raised his hand, and the spiritual power fluctuations shook away the dust that blocked his vision. But then two arrows shot towards him. At the same time, he noticed that the two had attacked from left to right.

Facing the attack from three directions, the ghost face was still not moved, "Then let you try this trick."

"Spiritual Art·Killing Storm"

Seven swords appeared around the body at the same time, and they quickly rotated in a circle, becoming faster and faster until they formed an inviolable circular realm.

The arrow was instantly shattered by the storm, and the two could not avoid it. Lin Zhian's chest and Lin Yuan's thighs had bloody wounds, which was shocking.

Obviously, the advantage in numbers does not pose a threat to him.

"I haven't had enough fun yet, are you the only one level?" Ghost Face said with a storm.

"You can rest first."

Lin Yuan saw that Lin Zhian had been injured before, and his spiritual power was weak, and he had obviously been consumed too much.

Indeed, the spiritual techniques used by Lin Zhian are all high-consumption types. Although the power is huge, they will have negative effects. Killing the substitute just now consumes a lot.

And there was a wound behind him, and now he had another cut in his chest, and he was already a little helpless.

"Are you serious?"

Although Ghost Face was also injured, his strength was obviously as strong as the fifth level, and Lin Yuan gave herself a rest. Could it be that she wanted to fight alone?

"serious."

Lin Yuan took off the purple ribbon used to tie the ponytail, shook the black hair that was scattered on his back, and replied briefly.

“What to do…”

Lin Zhian originally wanted to say, "What a joke, how could I let you fight him alone?" But in the middle of his words, he was stunned...

The terrifying spiritual power burst out from Lin Yuan's body, and the long black hair, which was as dark as ink, faintly waving blue ripples.

Three thousand black hairs flew with the strong wind surrounding her body, and even her originally black and clear eyes were now filled with a faint blue light.

Mysterious and noble, so beautiful that it is incomparable.

Lin Zhianke was so familiar with this surge of power. Only by having the Black Phoenix blood like him can he have such a powerful increase in power at night.

Moreover, my sister's bloodline purity is obviously much higher than myself, so even her appearance has changed a little.

"It seems that this new prey is not as boring as expected."

Ghost Face licked the "furious" blade of the long sword, and Lin Yuan's blood remained on it.

"ah!"

He covered his chest tightly, and suddenly showed an extremely happy expression on his hideous face, as if he had obtained the greatest happiness in the world.

"What a delicious blood, what a beautiful person!"

"I decided to taste the nectar on you before killing you, so that you can be a part of me."

"Have you finished speaking?"

A cold light flashed in his eyes, and Lin Yuan held the sword "Iris" in his hand and attacked him head-on.

At the same time, seven swords stabbed at her.

The faint blue light kept flashing, and Lin Yuan's movements were rapid and elegant, just like dancing with a fast-paced electronic music. Every sword he showed was carrying the bitter cold wind of early winter, which was biting cold and icy.

Lin Zhian was stunned. His sister actually forcibly blocked the offensive of the Seven Deadly Sins with her own strength!

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Chapter completed!