Ling Bi's cheeks flushed red due to anger. She clenched her fists and was about to rush forward and attack.

At this moment, Ling Xiao suddenly said, "I'll do it!"

His voice was calm without any emotional fluctuations.

He glanced at the unicorn under the girl's crotch and frowned. The aura emitted by the unicorn also made him feel a little threatened.

This girl is very strong, there is no doubt about it.

But both Ling Bi and Xiao Lianzhu are qualified to fight with him.

Ling Bi has agile figure, skilled combat skills, and Xiao Lianzhu's magic is exquisite, and his strength cannot be underestimated.

Although you may not win, you will definitely not lose too ugly.

Ling Xiao still has this confidence. After all, Xiao Lianzhu and Ling Bi have different backgrounds, and their talents are among the top among the thirteen demon generals.

Even Meng Haoqing, who has the blood of the ancient giant bear, cannot compare with these two girls in terms of talent.

But at this moment, Ling Xiao wanted to test his strength, and a fierce fighting spirit ignited in his eyes. The fighting spirit was like a burning flame, burning more and more vigorously.

Ling Xiao stood in the flying dust, gently rubbing the handle of the bloodthirsty knife with his fingertips. The metal patterns made his palm slightly numb.

Although he felt that he could now fight against the powerful people in Cangyue Realm, it was just a feeling after all.

This judgment originated from the surge in the power of stars during retreat, from the inadvertent pressure bursting out during practice with Meng Haoqing. But how could the mysterious martial arts realm be defined by just imagination?

The specific strength depends on the actual combat.

He looked at the arrogant girl two hundred meters away, and the unicorn's holy light flowed around her, dyeing her hair into gold edges.

This girl may be the best touchstone for him to test his own strength.

The sword light she waved implies the rhythm of space tremor, which is definitely not something that ordinary star-level powerhouses can do.

Xiao Lianzhu and the other two looked at Ling Xiao and nodded slightly.

Meng Haoqing smiled and beat his chest, causing the air to buzz; Xiao Lianzhu turned the jade hairpin between her hair, and cunning flashed in her eyes; Ling Bi threw the short sword up and caught it steadily, and the sound of metal collision was crisp and pleasant.

They had trust in their eyes, without any worries.

What are you worried about? With Ling Xiao's strength, if he loses to this girl who is less than 20 years old, that would be a joke.

Ling Xiao strode to the girl, and the bloodthirsty knife dragged out of Mars from the ground. "The super geniuses from the sea of ​​demons seem to be very arrogant,"

He raised his eyebrows and sneered, and the girl's contemptuous look reflected in his eyes, "A idiot was almost killed by my knife. Now there is another little girl who doesn't know whether she has been weaned. Come on, take a knife from my brother and prove that you are stronger than that idiot?"

The tail sound that is deliberately prolonged between words is like a thin thorn that pierces the nerves.

Upon hearing this, Ling Bi and Xiao Lianzhu almost laughed out loud. Xiao Lianzhu covered her mouth and trembled slightly, while Ling Bi laughed without any concealment, "Brother Ling's mouth is like applying poison. Whoever hears it will get angry."

They were too familiar with Ling Xiao's tactics and first angered their opponents with words to reveal their flaws in their impulse.

The girl tilted her head to look at Ling Xiao, and suddenly pointed her eyebrows with the tip of her sword. The silver-white armor shook her dazzling light in the sun, "Come on! Cut it here!"

The curve of the corners of her mouth was extremely contempt, as if the challenge in front of her was nothing more than a child's house play.

A sure smile appeared on the corner of Ling Xiao's mouth: "Then I'm not polite!"

Before he finished speaking, his figure turned into a phantom, leaving only a dark red afterimage in the air.

However, just as he drew his sword, the girl suddenly unsheathed her sword, and the lightning bursting from the sword body illuminated the surroundings as bright as day.

"Skip thunder!" With Qing shouting, thousands of purple lightnings came out of the cave like a spiritual snake. Amid the roar of tearing the air, Ling Xiao felt a flash in front of him, and the sharp sword energy swept into his face with the power of thunder.

Faced with this sudden attack, Ling Xiao was calm and a hint of praise flashed in his eyes.

His wrist flipped, and the bloodthirsty knife drew half a blood-colored arc, and the blood-colored gem in the blade's body pattern suddenly lit up.

When! The moment the swords collided, the air within a radius of 100 meters was twisted, and countless tiny cracks in space spread like spider webs.

Ling Xiao and the girl flew backwards almost at the same time, and plowed out two hundred-meter-long gullies on the ground before they could barely stand firm.

As the dust flew, the two of them looked at each other, and their eyes were filled with real fighting spirit.

The dust had not yet dissipated, and Ling Xiao stood there, his knuckles turned slightly white due to his full strength, and blue veins on the back of his hand bulged.

In the moment of lightning, the girl's sword tip was like a cold light, almost wiggling between his throat. The cold sword energy left a faint red mark on his skin, as if announcing the approaching death.

His expression was solemn, and the hair on his forehead was soaked with cold sweat, and strands stuck to his slightly moved face. He was secretly afraid: At that moment, as long as he was slowing down, his neck would be like fragile paper, and blood would be splattered on the spot.

The girl's sword was as fast as lightning. Every time she waved it, it seemed to be able to cut through the void and cause a whistle to tear the space.

The sword technique seemed to be open and unconventional, but in fact, every move and every move contained a fatal murderous intent. The sword and sword hit the key points without any mercy.

"What a fast sword! What a flamboyant sword technique!" He was secretly amazed in his heart, his eyes swept over the thunder light that leaped on the girl's sword. The lightning was like a lively but deadly electric snake, wrapped around the sword body.

His pupils contracted slightly, his eyes were full of vigilance, and he also had a deeper understanding of the seemingly weak but actually strong opponent in front of him.

Ling Xiao slowly stood up and patted the dust stained on his body. The dust fell down, as if what he had just experienced was just an insignificant little episode.

When he looked at the girl, a provocative smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and the smile was a bit unruly and frivolous: "He looks handsome, but he just doesn't keep his words."

He deliberately shook the bloodthirsty knife in his hand. The cold light reflected from the blade was like a sharp blade reflected on the girl's face, making her face look colder.

"Didn't you ask me to chop it on your head? I thought you were so confident, why are you afraid again? You can't do it either!"

The words were full of mockery, and the ending sound was also accompanied by a deliberate banter, as if pouring a bucket of oil into the girl's anger.

The girl's silver teeth were clenched, her cheeks were slightly bulging, and her almond eyes were wide open, as if it could spit out fire.

She didn't say a word, waved her sword again, and the lightning light was swelling all over her body.

The lightning was centered on her and spread out like a surging tide, with a pungent smell of burnt in the air.
Chapter completed!