While trying to figure out what this man was thinking, Yang Lan'er's hair stood on end. The sense of crisis suddenly increased, and she floated sideways like the wind.

Sure enough, the ten-winged angel spread his five pairs of flaming wings and suddenly shot out from the ground like a flaming meteor, directly piercing through the afterimage of Yang Lan'er who had just left.

What does it mean to be at the critical moment? Yang Lan'er's intuition allowed her to dodge this fatal move.

Yang Lan'er drooped her eyelids with contempt in her eyes. Although it is said that all is fair in war, this guy is really wicked.

Even though he had the strength to crush the enemy, he still resorted to sneak attacks.

The ten-winged angel missed the attack and hovered in the air, smiling silently at Yang Lan'er with a bloodthirsty and cruel expression.

Because this is a fire warrior angel, its wings are crystal red and particularly beautiful.

But with that twisted and hateful expression, how could he look like an angel? He was clearly a demon.

Yang Lan'er had a strong psychological quality. She tilted her head to look at the War Angel, knowing that he was extremely angry and wanted to cut her into pieces.

Unfortunately, although she didn't like horror movies, she wasn't afraid of them at all. What did it matter if her expression was a little distorted? "Okay, very good. Have you thought about how to die?" The ten-winged angel licked his lips, his eyes filled with indifference and cruelty.

Obviously, his hatred has shifted. At the beginning, he was playing with the Thunder Squad, but now he is full of murderous intent. He only wants to completely destroy Yang Lan'er. What is the Thunder Squad? Can it be eaten?

Yang Lan'er chuckled, nodded seriously, and said solemnly: "I've thought about it, I'll kill you."

The onlookers were amazed and looked at Yang Lan'er with great admiration. This irrelevant answer was really skillful. The most important thing was that Yang Lan'er's taunt skill was maxed out. She was obviously a cultivator in the Spirit Severing stage. How could she resist a ten-winged angel in the Tribulation Crossing stage?

The ten-winged angel choked, then laughed angrily, with a fierce look in his eyes: "I hope you can still talk like this later."

Yang Lan'er spread her hands. Everyone is confident in themselves, especially when they are at a higher level of strength.

Perhaps in the eyes of the ten-winged angel, Yang Lan'er was just like a harmless insect, whose bite would not hurt at most, but he could easily press her to death.

The ten-winged angel was obviously a man with a bad temper, and with the attribute bonus, he was too lazy to talk nonsense and attacked Yang Lan'er with lightning speed.

Yang Lan'er also tried to dodge, but if she couldn't dodge, she would fight hard.

The first time she was able to knock the ten-winged angel to the ground was purely by surprise; her opponent had underestimated her.

But when the real fight started, Yang Lan'er had a clear idea in her mind.

After all, war angels, even if they evolved from fighters, have the strongest melee ability.

If Yang Lan'er were a magic practitioner, she would probably not dare to fight him in close combat, but she has the skills to refine her body, which is equivalent to a part-time physical practitioner. In addition, the defense of a Buddhist practitioner is strong, so she can definitely fight against the ten-winged angel in the tribulation period.

Although neither could do anything to the other and they were evenly matched, the feeling of getting more and more excited emerged as the fight went on.

No wonder both physical and martial arts practitioners in the world of cultivation are battle maniacs. Not only do they need a lot of combat experience to advance, but their physical fitness can also be better tempered in battle.

Yang Lan'er clearly felt that after fighting two moves with the ten-winged angel, her body-refining technique was running several times faster than usual, and it was constantly stimulating the evolution of cells throughout the body.

Try your best to squeeze out cell impurities and make your body better.

Therefore, Yang Lan'er became more and more excited as the fight went on. The obvious feeling of this cell tempering was so wonderful that it made people unable to stop and feel as if they were floating in the air.

Of course, the opponent must be equally matched in order to feel the beauty. If one is suppressed and beaten, Yang Lan'er is sure that while refining the body, the experience will definitely be painful.

The ten-winged angel's mood was completely opposite to Yang Lan'er's. They were so much stronger, but they were evenly matched? It was so embarrassing.

Then, the ten-winged angel stopped attacking with his wings and took out his two-handed sword, slashing at close range.

Yang Lan'er was holding a top-grade spiritual weapon. Compared with the big sword, the flying sword in her hand was indeed very slender, as if it would break at the slightest touch.

But Yang Lan'er took every move well. Although her counterattacks were less frequent, she was able to hit the Ten-Winged Angel's weakness every time.

Don't forget, Yang Lan'er was a martial artist, and she has a complete and rigorous set of methods to deal with close combat.

Therefore, the attack of the ten-winged angel looked like a violent storm, while Yang Lan'er was like a small boat, always floating steadily.

The crowd of onlookers were stunned, because their eyesight was completely unable to distinguish the fight between the two people. They only felt that there were two shadows constantly swaying, and could not tell who was the enemy and who was friend.

Moreover, this result was beyond the expectations of too many people. They did not expect that Yang Lan'er could fight above her level.

In particular, this is not as simple as just skipping one level.

Although the ten-winged angel didn't use his ultimate move, he was still very ferocious, okay? Because this was a close combat! Don't monks and ordinary angels like to use spells and magic? Just use moves to attack from a distance, right?

Yang Lan'er and the Ten-Winged Angel, no one knew who led whom into the ditch, and they tacitly chose close combat from the very beginning.

Yang Lan'er was enjoying the feeling of this kind of body training. A ten-winged angel? She was probably a little confused and didn't think of anything else.

Moreover, the Ten-Winged Angel is a war angel himself. Compared with magic, his close combat is naturally more powerful.

“Bang, bang, bang!”

“Boom boom boom!”

The two separated immediately after the fight, and their speeds were approaching the limit.

The more the fight went on, the more frightened he became. The ten-winged angel, who was almost out of rage, didn't notice at all that most of his attacks were dodged by Yang Lan'er, while nine-tenths of Yang Lan'er's moves landed on him.

Although he didn't feel it very deeply, he was still hurt.

Yang Lan'er got to know the physical strength of the angel after her first battle. It seemed to be similar to the martial artists in the world of cultivation. However, the ten-winged angel had the strength to pass the tribulation, but its physical strength was far inferior to that of the martial artists who passed the tribulation.

Fighting and fighting, Yang Lan'er narrowed her eyes to hide her excessive excitement, and her moves became more and more intensive.

Yang Lan'er used swordsmanship, fists, and legs all at the same time. She used whatever was convenient for her and even inadvertently performed a combo that she herself had not yet understood.

After this series of attacks, the ten-winged angel was a little confused, and his fiery red feathers kept falling, making the whole battle scene suddenly beautiful.

Although it is said that the feathers of angels are the embodiment of energy, when the strength reaches a certain level, the feathers will be separated from the body and will not return to energy.

The ten-winged angel obviously lost energy in defense, and it was not easy to collect its scattered feathers again, after all, they were not abandoned voluntarily.

Yang Lan'er swung her sword and easily cut off a bunch of feathers from the ten-winged angel.