"Ah? What are you?"

"She can still take two more blows, or even less."

Duan Qing explained in a low voice: "So...she still has two chances."

"what chance?"

"A chance to try."

In Duan Qing's unconscious chuckle, the Snow Spirit Huan Bing on the field seemed to have given up on the tactic of continuing to deal with the situation, and instead suddenly rushed forward and jumped in the direction of the opponent again. The extremely cunning thief once again moved towards behind him

Jumped away, but this time, he jumped behind a pile of corpses, blocking the space between the two people again: "Yu Chen made a mistake, he blocked his attack route

Oh... Huh?"

Two strangely shaped flying knives appeared from mid-air, whizzed past the pile of corpses, and then spun in a strange arc in front of Xue Ling Huan Bing. The woman who had just stood up looked like this.

This time he did not choose to dodge, but instead collided the two long swords on the left and right in the air, and then dispersed, one on the left and one on the right blocking the path of the two flying knives: "Xue Ling Huan Bing stopped.

Oh! She put on a defensive posture, and she actually wanted to take it hard!"

"Success!"

clang!

In the sound of two blades clashing almost at the same time, the newly reborn thief player did not give up this excellent opportunity. The next moment, another new flying knife in his hand passed through the obstacles and flew in front of the woman again.

: "This is a parry! She actually successfully blocked it with a parry..."

Like a duck that had its throat strangled, the passionate shouts of the flowers suddenly stopped, because more flying knives came suddenly, followed by the sound that echoed in the sky, and then the woman was like a Valkyrie.

In the same sword dance, one knife after another flew into the sky: "My, my God..."

"What kind of sword technique is this? What kind of sword technique is this?"

"This is not some kind of swordsmanship."

Duan Qing's voice said slowly: "She has fallen into a certain state now."

"state?"

"A state of extremely high sensitivity." Duan Qing said slowly: "You... understand."

clang!

Another crisp impact sounded in the woman's ears, but this time, the woman no longer looked like she was listening to the debate with her eyes closed - she suddenly opened her eyes, and then raised her right hand, the cold sword

The blade, carrying layers of freezing air, hit the tip of the last flying knife. The tip of the knife with cold light was spinning in the air, first from bottom to top, and then from top to bottom.

The sound of the wind fell towards the woman's head. A more confident smile appeared on her face. Xue Ling Huan Bing's body leaned back slightly, and her left hand, glowing with cold light, suddenly lifted up and smashed towards the falling flying knife.

Past: "This is..."

"mine……"

"Return gift!"

A crisp explosion followed the appearance of a huge ice flower, blooming in the direction of Yu Chen. He did not pay attention to the direction in which the ice flower spread, but suddenly ducked down and dodged the ice flower in embarrassment.

The sudden cold light caused by the explosion of ice flowers: "This, this is too outrageous, isn't it?"

Blossoms' exclamation sounded at the right time: "Has her control of the sword reached this point? It's just like..."

"Yes, she is breaking through."

Looking at the reactions from various places inside and outside the venue, Duan Qing's voice contained a certain sense of relief, a feeling that his teachings had finally paid off: "A breakthrough in sword energy."

"But this situation...is it you? Is it you who did it?"

"Well……"

When Fanhua Sijin suddenly reacted to the question, Duan Qing's voice became hesitant again: "Ah hahaha... I just used some extraordinary means, extraordinary means."
Chapter completed!