Yang Linhao rushed to Li Wanlian and punched her in the stomach.
He wanted to cut Li Wanlian open.
When his hand touched Li Wanlian's belly, it changed position strangely.
Helpless, he had to knock him down hard with his fist.
"puff--"
Li Wanlian's expression broke across her face, solidifying into a look of pain.
She bent down, covered her stomach with both hands, and quickly stepped back.
She had not expected this sudden attack.
She maintained her expression and demeanor so well, and coupled with her compliments, Yang Linhao didn't feel soft-hearted towards her.
Is Yang Linhao still worthy of being a man?
Li Wanlian refused to admit that she was not charming enough, she only blamed Yang Linhao for being unromantic.
Suppressing the fishy-sweet blood in her throat, she took out the small dagger at her waist.
Assume a fighting stance.
Her natal weapon is a dagger, which means she is destined to fight in close combat with the enemy.
Generally speaking, people who hold daggers give people a heroic feeling.
But Li Wanlian didn’t have that.
In the past, her talent and strength were both low, which made her look out of place holding a dagger.
She now has the strength to rival geniuses of her age, and holding a dagger, she no longer has the shame she once had.
She had long since lost control of her anger at Yang Linhao.
Even a clay figure has some temper. How could she allow Yang Linhao to ignore her again and again?
Yang Linhao is only fit to be her foot washer!
Li Wanlian stepped forward with her right foot, pushed hard, and jumped up.
Her body was suspended in mid-air, her hands gripping the hilt of the dagger, poking Yang Linhao's eyes.
If Yang Linhao hadn't dodged this sword, his eyes would definitely have been pierced into a hole!
In order to prevent Yang Linhao from finding defensive measures, Li Wanlian stepped on Yang Linhao's shoulder with her left foot, and suddenly exerted force with her foot, causing trouble for Yang Linhao first.
Yang Linhao's shoulders felt heavy, he didn't move at all, his red eyes moving around.
Finally, he locked onto the dagger that was rapidly approaching from the sky.
The tip of the dagger was extremely sharp, and it was about to touch his eyes...
Yang Linhao clenched his fists, and the muscles in his two strong arms suddenly bulged.
The muscles in the shoulders also bulged.
Li Wanlian's feet were lifted up, and her body began to shake.
The dagger she held was very steady, and its position was not off at all.
Seeing that he failed to shake Li Wanlian away, Yang Linhao did not try again.
Just when the dagger was about to pierce his eyes, he calmly closed his eyes.
In the eyes of others, Yang Linhao meant to give up struggling.
Forced to accept the fact of being blinded by the dagger!
Li Wanlian became excited.
She thought this fight would be difficult, but she didn't expect that this idiot Yang Linhao was just all show and no substance.
Not only did he not manage to shake her off with all his muscles, but at such a critical moment, he didn't even choose to use his trump card to save his life. Instead, he chose to close his eyes and accept it.
How much do you hate your own eyes?
Do you have to feel your eyes being blinded in person?
Li Wanlian began to smile. No matter what Yang Linhao wanted to do, it was better not to hide. It saved her a lot of trouble and she didn't have to spend time teaching Yang Linhao a lesson in the future.
The dagger fell on Yang Linhao's eyelids at a speed that was difficult to observe with the naked eye.
The scene of blood spurting out that Li Wanlian expected did not happen.
When her dagger touched Yang Linhao's eyelids, it was like touching hard black iron.
It bounced back with a "ding" sound.
The dagger fell to the ground.
The moment he let go, he also cut off a piece of flesh from Li Wanlian's finger.
Bright red colors immediately emerged one after another.
When Li Wanlian saw this, her smile turned from natural to unnatural, and she looked embarrassed.
She wanted to see the scene of blood spurting, but only on Yang Linhao.
She wasn't the one who demonstrated it herself.
Yang Linhao opened his eyes and looked at the dagger on the ground, disdain showing in his blood-red eyes.
It's naive to think that you can harm him with such a rubbish weapon.
"Kill her, kill her and you will gain strength!"
In my mind, the voice that appeared before me echoed again with a roar.
Yang Linhao's deep red eyes continuously emitted red light.
As long as he kills the disgusting woman in front of him, he can improve his strength?
But in the sect, you cannot kill fellow disciples.
Yang Linhao's own consciousness controlled his body to raise his head.
He glanced at the mysterious night sky.
The transparent spot high in the night sky is where a sect's magic formation is located.
Will stop his fatal move at the critical moment.
Then how should he kill Li Wanlian?
Before Yang Linhao could think about it, the voice in his head became angry, "No need to kill her, just take her necklace!"
"Get her necklace back!"
"As long as you can get it back, your strength will definitely increase greatly!"
"Breakthrough to the Nascent Soul stage in one fell swoop!"
Yang Linhao was terrified, and his bewitched heart was about to melt.
Nascent Soul stage?
These three words, which seemed so far away, were now ringing in his ears without any obstruction.
As long as he can snatch Li Wanlian's necklace, he will be able to break through multiple levels of cultivation in succession?
Suddenly, Yang Linhao cast his gaze on Li Wanlian's neck.
The afterglow of the moonlight enabled him to vaguely see a little silver light.
Li Wanlian's foot was still on Yang Linhao's shoulder.
Following Yang Linhao's gaze, she saw the slender necklace around her neck.
Her face changed.
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