Even if he followed Qin Zong's side, there were others who criticized him.

It's just that.

He has followed Qin Zong for many years, and it can be said that the tasks that Qin Zong has experienced, even if he has never been in it, he has followed it closely.

Danger is never just for one person.

In the silence of the street, only two people stood opposite each other.

Yuan Jing's expression was moist and elegant.

Lian Feng raised his eyes slightly, his eyes were dark, and the sharp arrows were vertical and horizontal, and he was angry.

Yuan Jing was slightly awe-inspiring.

Lian Feng's eyes changed, and his aura changed.

Invisible energy accumulated in the palm of his hand, silently, shooting towards Yuan Jing like a ghost.

The needle was invisible, made entirely of spiritual power.

It is said to be a ghost, but it has an unknown speed faster than a ghost.

Compared to the wave just now, I don't know how many times faster.

The lightness between Yuan Jing's eyebrows converged a lot: The Yan family's silver needle seal, the marshal actually taught it all to this person?

Seeing him make any movements, Yuan Jing's right palm was raised, and countless spider-like thin threads gushed out around his body, stretching out in the wind.

"Whoosh!"

"Whoosh!"

The thin thread seemed to have a soul and life, and it was wrapped around the silver needles formed by the spiritual power one by one.

There are many invisible needles.

But Yuan Jing's power is even stronger.

The invisible but majestic energy permeated the entire street, and the sound of the wind was not heard for a while.

"This is the first inning."

Yuan Jing raised his eyebrows slightly, but to put it mildly, the needles surrounded by thin threads were completely scattered.

It shook cleanly, leaving no traces.

Lian Feng's heart was slightly cold.

This person is so strong.

It even gives him a sense of mysterious power.

Yuan Jing is naturally capable.

After all, even if he is an adjutant, I don't know how many covet his position.

Lian Feng twisted his eyebrows, and in an instant, he condensed a more powerful force than just now, and the number of silver needles was twice as large as that of Fang Qian.

This time, Lian Feng moved.

It doesn't look like an on-the-spot attack.

Instead, he jumped up in the air quickly, around Yuan Jing's body, and the whole person took off, his ten fingers flashed violently, and he saw the silver light shining, and the little little light flew towards Yuan Jing one by one.

It almost made his whole body silver.

The road is approaching the deadly place.

The Tao is extremely ruthless.

Soldiers never pay attention to tricks.

What they want is a move to defeat the enemy.

Yuan Jing: "You're too ruthless, aren't you?" ”

"If my hand trembles slightly, it will be the fate of Xia Huangquan......

He still spoke lightly and smiled, but there was no pause or hesitation in his hands.

The silver thread shines brightly, and the shadow of the whip weaves into a net.

"Second inning."

Yuan Jing raised his eyes.

Lian Feng stood on the street, his breathing already a little rapid.

At this moment, the night is dark.

The light above his head, which he didn't know where it shone through, was as cold and clear as the moonlight.

Lian Feng raised his hand again, Yuan Jing frowned, "With your spiritual power, it should be almost empty at this moment, why waste your efforts?" ”

Not to mention that Lian Feng is only in his twenties, let's just say that he has just arrived in the star field.

Even if it stimulates talent, it can't be that strong.

And, look at it from Yuan Jing's eyes.

It's clear that Lian Feng's talent isn't fully stimulated.

is flawed.

He was able to deliver two blows beyond Yuan Jing's expectations.

Lian Feng had a cold breath, "Don't talk nonsense, the third game." ”

The extremely cold and indifferent words fell, and he raised his hand to attack again.