What kind of spirit is this little boy?!
Ling Moran glanced at the big scroll warily.
At this time, the girl in the distance stood up again. She took out half of a silver mask from the storage space. She first put the mask on herself, and then tore off the bloody veil.
She raised her hand and wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth with her sleeve.
The half of her face that was revealed was exquisite and beautiful, with a pair of captivating phoenix eyes.
Everyone thought, this must be a beauty, but why did she hide her appearance?
She looked at Ling Moran and opened her red lips: "Come again!"
As soon as he finished speaking, a white figure quickly approached Ling Moran.
The girl actually faced Ling Moran with her bare hands.
Her movements were so fast that people couldn't help but admire her.
Suddenly, there was a "crackling" sound, and the sword...
She broke it between her fingers.
Everyone was stunned with shock.
This sword was at least a Saint-level item. How could she break it with her strength?!
Yun Zheng burst out with spiritual power, swept her leg across, and kicked Ling Moran in the chest.
This forced Ling Moran to take a big step back.
Ling Moran felt a sharp pain in his chest. He raised his eyes with a fierce look and gathered his hands to attack with even more power.
"The sacred thorn tree!"
"Boom boom boom—"
Countless sharp vines came towards her fiercely.
Yun Zheng narrowed her eyes and raised her hand. Hundreds of bright yellow runes spread out in front of her, forming a rune wall. The scene was extremely shocking!
She quickly made a seal with her hands and moved her red lips slightly:
"Use my talisman to break—"
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