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Chapter 881 Do ants want to swallow an elephant?

Wen Zhihan and Leistorm were in a desperate battle at this time.

Although both of them just entered the consciousness, except for being unable to use their treasures, they could use other means.

Moreover, both of them seemed to have obtained some treasures in the space inside the sword-killing mountain.

So it's not a fight without any hand.

only.

The gun-like treasures used by the thunderstorm are obviously more convenient.

And if you ask Zhihan, you won’t be so lucky.

She obviously did not get her best piano-like treasure, and at this time she could only use a sword to temporarily deal with the thunderstorm's offensive.

But without piano-like treasures, asking Zhihan is like losing his right-hand man.

The inability to use her most powerful piano skills, which led to her, who was originally as strong as the thunderstorm, always being shorter when facing the thunderstorm and being at a disadvantage.

When Ling Yun arrived, he saw the spear in Lei Shaosu's hand landing heavily on Wen Zhihan's right shoulder, which made Wen Zhihan's ideological body weaker. If he was a little weaker, Wen Zhihan's consciousness would automatically leave the mountain in the form of a wound.

"Ask Zhihan, don't make any unnecessary struggles. It turns out that you must not be my opponent now. So hand over the treasure obediently, otherwise I will not be polite to you again."

"You should know that if I kill your ideology, you can't take out anything you have gained here. Even if your consciousness returns to the essence, what you gain is that your soul is severely damaged. This will not be of any benefit to you."

"You should know this as well as me."

Thunderstorm asked Zhihan intimidation.

Wen Zhihan looked unwilling to accept her face. She naturally didn't want to give up the treasure she had obtained.

But she also understood that in her current state, she was no match for this thunderstorm at all.

He felt depressed and asked Zhihan's face became even more ugly.

"Ask Zhihan, it's fine if you really don't want to hand over the treasure you just got, but you must promise me a condition, that is, to accompany me for a few nights and serve me well. You should know that I have such a little bit of meaning to you. As long as you satisfy me, everything will be easy to say."

The thunderstorm expression became lewd.

The eyes were even more intense and swept around Wen Zhihan.

"nausea."

Ask Zhihan said angrily.

He had known for a long time that the thunderstorm was ill-treated against him.

But she didn't expect that the thunderstorm would say such obscene words in front of her now.

"Yeah? You don't want to say that? Since that's the case, don't blame my subordinates for being ruthless. Ask Zhihan, the treasure you have is not only mine, but soon, your people will definitely be mine."

A trace of violence flashed in Thunderstorm's eyes.

As he said that, he had to take action.

But at this moment.

A sound suddenly sounded loudly in the cave.

"Dog thing, stop me."

Ling Yun smiled sinisterly and walked out slowly from the side.

The eyes of the thunderstorm were filled with disgust and contempt.

"Lingyun..."

When asked Zhihan saw Ling Yun, she was as if she had seen a savior, and a bright smile immediately appeared on her face.

"What are you? You dare to meddle in other people's business here?"

Thunderstorm's eyes first fell on Ling Yun with some vigilance, but when he realized that Ling Yun had only the middle level of the first level of Zhenwu Realm, this vigilance immediately disappeared, replaced by a sneer.

"What are you? Is it a delusional idea to hit my woman?"

Ling Yun walked to Wen Zhihan's side, his eyes locked at the thunderstorm like an eagle. The cold voice exuded a strong sense of fierceness, which came into the thunderstorm's ears.

"My woman?"

Wen Zhihan, who was standing beside him, felt like he was electrocuted when he heard these four words.

If these four words were said from the thunderstorm, she would definitely feel disgusted.

But when she said it from Lingyun, a warm current surged from the bottom of her heart inexplicably.

"Tsk tsk, your woman? If you ask Zhihan, I don't even like me, will you fall in love with a scum like you? I want a hero to save the beauty, right? Since that's the case, today's thunderstorm will make you understand what it means to overestimate yourself."

Thunderstorm scoffed at Ling Yun.

Before, Ling Yun and Ye Fengqing fought on the top of the Sword Slayer Mountain. The consciousness had already entered the thunderstorm in the mountain, so he didn't know that Ling Yun had the ability to kill Ye Fengqing. If he knew, he would never dare to say such words in front of Ling Yun at this moment.

"Zhihan, I don't think we need to talk nonsense to him like this kind of a naughty man. Do you want to teach him how to be a good person with me, or do you rest and see how I beat such a dog? I'll listen to you."

Ling Yun ignored the thunderstorm and asked Wen Zhihan on the side.

A sound of "Zhihan" and a sound of "I listen to you" seem extremely ambiguous.

Ling Yun's ignorance and such ambiguity undoubtedly made Lei Qian's anger even more.

Without waiting for Zhihan to answer Ling Yun, Thunderstorm took the lead.

"I dare to give you a son in front of me: die."

The roar of thunder resounded throughout the cave, and the spear in his hand suddenly snatched in the air. The entire space immediately rippled like water waves, and then the ripples immediately turned into strange gun lights and shot towards Lingyun.

Seeing this, Ling Yun suddenly had a ground-level sword in his hand. One sword was slashed out and the sword momentum was instantly formed.

The sword force like a mountain crushed all the spear lights that burst out.

Thunderstorm frowned, and a trace of surprise flashed in his eyes.

"Gun Snake."

The spear in his hand suddenly turned with his wrist, and the rolling evil spirit continued to spread and turned into a spiritual snake, which roared fiercely at Ling Yun again.

"Qinglian Sword Art, Sword Sea."

Ling Yun didn't be polite to him.

He had fought with Ye Fengqing before, and the strength of this thunderstorm was similar to that of Ye Fengqing, so he had a little confidence in his heart and did not hesitate to his own methods as soon as he took action.

The sword in his hand burst out with a huge sword power, and a sea of ​​swords wandering with countless sword lotus appeared, colliding fiercely with the thunderstorm's gunshot.

clang!

The sound of gold and iron echoed throughout the cave, and the huge sea of ​​swords swallowed up all the thunderstorm's shots, and the remaining power rushed towards the thunderstorm.

"What?"

Lei Shao did not expect Ling Yun to be so powerful. Seeing the remaining power of the sword sea was about to rush to him, his body suddenly retreated. At the same time, the spear in his hand continued to rotate in the air, and finally a gun shield quickly formed in front of him.

The remaining power of the sword sea bombarded heavily on the shield.

The terrifying energy storm swept across the world, causing the thunderstorm to retreat a lot, and the ideological body immediately became weaker.

There is no doubt that he is paying for his contempt for Lingyun.

"Good boy, I didn't expect that I almost fell into trouble. But it is absolutely impossible for an ants to swallow an elephant."
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