Allure Summoner

Mu Xueyan's aura immediately changed: "I originally wanted to give you a way out, but you insisted on going to death, so no one can blame you!"

With a twist of her wrist, the sharp sword light pierced towards her chest.

Jun Qianxi half-closed her eyes, and the spiritual pressure on her body was released instantly. She stepped back quickly on her toes, and at the same time she held a sword in her right hand to block her chest.

When the opponent's sword tip landed on her sword, her arm hurt, and the sword that was originally three inches away from her chest was pushed against her body.

She couldn't help taking a few steps back, and a powerful force hit her chest through the blade.

She felt a pain in her chest, a sweetness in her throat, and a mouthful of blood gushing out of her mouth.

Mu Xueyan stopped her attack, and she smiled at the person in front of her: "I'll give you another chance to choose, Duanmuming, do you want to kill or not?"

Jun Qianxi stopped with difficulty, she had not been injured for a long time, and the bloody smell in her mouth aroused the wildness that had been lurking in her heart for a long time.

Her eyes narrowed slowly, and the corners of her mouth curled into an evil curve: "Mu Xueyan, it is said that the poison of a tiger does not eat its offspring, you are not even as good as a beast!"

Her fingers hidden under her sleeves curled up, and a gust of cold air lifted her sleeves and landed on Mu Xueyan's body.

Jun Qianxi felt the pressure on her chest lighten, she immediately leaned back and kicked the opponent's wrist with her right foot.

At the moment when the other party was in pain, she bent down under her body, clenched her right hand and punched the flat belly many times.

In this short period of time, Mu Xueyan's spiritual power had returned to normal, and the sword in Jun Qianxi's hand cut a bloody gash in her abdomen, and then quickly evacuated.

"What did you use to plot against me?"

After the muscles in Mu Xueyan's body were functioning normally, she wrapped her abdomen with spiritual power, and the wound on it healed instantly.

"Isn't it the cold air you've been dreaming of!"

A mass of cold gray gas appeared in Jun Qianxi's right hand, jumping in the palm of her hand with the rotation of her wrist.

There was horror in Mu Xueyan's eyes, she didn't expect this cold air to have such a big impact on her after entering her body, it made her tendons stop functioning for a moment.

The cold air she cultivated since she was a child is not at the same level as this cold air.

"Mu Xueyan, it's my turn to attack!"

Jun Qianxi dragged his hand, and the cloud of cold air was suspended in mid-air.

She tiptoed, and slid forward nimbly, the long sword in her hand aimed at her throat and stabbed mercilessly.

Mu Xueyan's face turned cold, she gathered a thin amount of spiritual power around her body for protection, and at the same time she also held a sword to meet her.

Just when the sword tips of the two collided, Jun Qianxi's divine sense enveloped the cloud of cold air, and the two beams of cold air were pulled by her divine sense and shot towards Mu Xueyan.

Her protective spiritual power froze instantly, and her spiritual power attached to the tip of the sword was also frozen at the same time.

The corner of Jun Qianxi's mouth curled up into a smile, she deftly flipped her wrist, and the sword in her hand changed from a stab to a clap.

The two swords collided, and the sword in Mu Xueyan's hand was knocked off by her.

This is not over yet, she arrived in front of the other party in the blink of an eye, and the spiritual power condensed on her fingers pressed against the other party's spiritual power shield.

If it was changed to before, would the ninth-level spiritual power shield be something she could only look up to for her seventh-level spiritual power shield, but now that the spiritual power shield is solidified, she can easily give the spiritual power shield to it with just a touch of her fingertips. Tapped to smash.