Angel Yan did not fight back against Qin Wuyou's mockery. He left one, and was hidden among the trees. He was energetic and stared at Qin Wuyou with all concentration. Angel Yan, hiding in the canopy, held his mind, lowered his breath, stared at Qin Wuyou, like a beautiful poisonous snake hiding in the dark waiting to hunt and ready to attack at any time.

"Yan, don't hide, be prepared for it. It's useless for me to attack. It's better to come out." Qin Wuyou looked around and looked for the traces of Angel Yan.

When Qin Wuyou turned his back to him, Angel Yan jumped in space and came to him instantly. The sharp sword light reflected cold light and slashed it with force like lightning. However, the sword of flame that had just cut half of the sword was steadily blocked by Qin Wuyou. The other hand clenched its fist and smashed it towards Angel Yan's face. However, the next moment, Angel Yan quickly put away the sword like a lubricated loach and cut it open in an instant, leaving only a afterimage disappearing from the spot.

The white angel wings opened, and Angel Yan's speed suddenly increased to another level.

With a burst of sound, Angel Yan's body appeared next to Qin Wuyou again, and slashed at Qin Wuyou's neck with a sword. Qin Wuyou's body quickly took a few steps back and avoided the blow she was determined to win. Angel Yan followed closely without being discouraged. He bit Qin Wuyou's figure tightly, and quickly swung his sword to slash several times in the air.

Looking at Qin Wuyou's dodging, he almost avoided his attack every time, and knew that he still had enough energy. Angel Yan's fighting spirit instantly increased several times, and his mature, charming and seductive perfect figure turned into a cannonball. The wings behind him flapped violently, passing through arcs in the air. The sword of flame in his hand was cut out again. In an instant, the speed had reached the level of invisibility of the naked eye. The speed of her too fast made her look as if she had disappeared from this world. After dozens of consecutive attacks, her wrist was suddenly grabbed, and then her body was pulled and swung out by a huge force.

Looking at the sword wound that was scratched by a finger on his arm, slowly oozing out blood, Qin Wuyou stuck out his tongue and licked his wound. A strong smell of blood was applied to his taste buds, slowly walking towards Angel Yan, "No, the speed is OK, but it's still not fast enough, otherwise it would be more than just scratching such a small injury. Are you that the same? Yan."

Angel Yan rotated his body, inserted the sword into the ground, held the hilt in both hands to relieve the momentum, and finally stopped after sliding for more than ten meters.

"It's not over yet!" Angel Yan roared, raised his body, held the sword in both hands and stabbed forward, instilling all his anger on the long sword in his hand.

With the foot force, Qin Wuyou quickly floated away with his hands on his back. "To be honest, your performance... was a bit disappointing to me. If your strength is just that little, I would have made you over with a little extravagant move, and it would not help me much."

"Don't underestimate people!" The energy in the angry Angel Yan's body began to surge. Light blue lightning penetrated the surface of the body, breaking through the air and causing a burst of "crackling" explosion. A depressed airflow formed around her body, blowing the fallen leaves and soil everywhere. Angel Yan's body disappeared from the spot in an instant.

"Haha, this move is another move, the fluctuation is too obvious, right ahead!" Qin Wuyou sneered and punched forward with a punch.

As soon as he was halfway through, he saw a white and slender palm grabbing towards his face and quickly enlarge it. Angel Yan's figure appeared in front of him and grabbed his cheek with one palm. Although he saw her attack trajectory clearly, the speed was too fast to avoid it. Looking at Angel Yan's calm and angry gaze, Qin Wuyou felt a chill.

Angel Yan's palm tightly pinched Qin Wuyou's face and smashed it hard towards the earth. The soil splashed and his whole head fell into the soil.

"Is it fast enough now? Huh?"

Without giving Qin Wuyou the chance to break free, Angel Yan tightened his whole body and took no mercy to pull it out of the ground. He smashed it hard, pulled it out, smashed it, and then pulled it out and then smashed it down. This repeated dozens of times, and she smashed it into a pit several meters deep on the spot.

An item was thrown high from the pit, hit the ground several times before stopping. Angel Yan also jumped out of the pit at this time.

"No, that's it, it's great! It's interesting." Qin Wuyou climbed up from the ground and shook his painful and dizzy head.

"There is something even more interesting!" While Qin Wuyou was speaking, Angel Yan seemed to have no intention of stopping. In vain, he held the sword of flames, and the angel wings behind him swelled rapidly, and his body turned into a stream of light and stabbed him with a sword.

"Right shoulder!" Qin Wuyou quickly judged Angel Yan's attack trajectory in his mind, and issued an order to kick forward with his right leg, but Angel Yan's attack had already come close, and his body had no time to execute the commands issued by his brain in such a very short time.

With a "puff", the hot flame sword penetrated into Qin Wuyou's shoulders, passing through his body, and blood quickly spread across his clothes.

"snort……"

The severe pain caused by the penetration of the body made Qin Wuyou snort out of pain. The high temperature on the sword, which was hotter than the flame, quickly burned the blood flowing out soon after it penetrated into Qin Wuyou's body. The sizzling barbecue came from his body, which made Qin Wuyou's pain unbearable.

I didn't expect that Angel Yan was not bad. He could exert such strong strength in anger. It seemed that this guy didn't take it seriously at the beginning, but was dealing with himself. He stopped hiding in anger and acted so violently and rapidly.

At this time, Qin Wuyou's legs finally kicked out heavily. Angel Yan's body flew back without resistance under this blow. The Flame Sword was pulled out by her again, and the burnt flesh and blood were glued to the sword. While the Flame Sword was pulled out, it also tore off a piece of flesh and blood from Qin Wuyou's shoulder, causing him a second damage.

Before landing, Angel Yan shook the flame sword in his hand hard, instantly piercing through Qin Wuyou's stomach, causing him even more painful injuries. Qin Wuyou grabbed the flame sword on his stomach, knelt on the ground weakly, subconsciously covering his wounds, gritted his teeth, and curled up his body. Feeling the heat and spasms caused by the burns in his internal organs, the pain was so cold sweat that it was bursting.

After the anger subsided, the angel Yanri returned again. Suddenly realized what he had done. He climbed up from the ground in horror, walked forward quickly, raised his hand to pull out his own sword of flames, but was afraid that he would hurt Qin Wuyou again, so anxious that he was wandering around in the spot, at a loss. "Instructor, I...I..."

"It's okay, you did a good job." Looking at the angel Yan who was blaming himself, Qin Wuyou comforted him calmly. He raised his left hand to hold the hilt of the sword and slowly pulled it out of his stomach. Although he deliberately acted as if nothing had happened, the pain caused by the wound still made him frown. As the sword was pulled out, blood gushed like a spring. Fortunately, his constitution was special. Although the seal was rebuilt, his physique was still there. The wound was stopping bleeding to the extent visible to the naked eye. If an ordinary person had such a penetrating injury, he would die from bleeding.
Chapter completed!