Fast-crossing system: the host will be fine

Chapter 18 Spiritual Captain VS Weak Chicken Celestial Master (18)

Yin Sheng didn't seem to hear what An Ran said, and said to himself, "Then cut off the left hand first."

As soon as the words fell, the knife in his hand quickly swung towards An Ran's left hand, but was bounced back by a stream of air before he got close.

Yin Sheng caught the knife, raised his eyes to look at Xie Yihan, the corners of his mouth curled up in a cold arc, "Are you trying to replace her?"

But when he saw his intact left hand, his hoarse voice was a little excited, which was creepy in this weird atmosphere, "Oh? Your hand grew out?"

Xie Yihan walked over with the ancient nobleman's ceremony, pulled An Ran behind him who hadn't recovered, stared at Yin Sheng with gloomy eyes, "Thank you, Miss Yin Sheng, for making this king even more powerful Floors.

"You're welcome, because I have to cut it a few more times." Yin Sheng licked her lower lip, with a coquettish smile on her face, "Then, I'll start!"

After finishing speaking, Yinsheng put away the knife and pulled out the sword that Fu Jue asked her to keep. The moment the sword was pulled out, the blade suddenly turned black, and the aura it emitted made Xie Yihan feel like he was being burned by the flames.

Xie Yihan wanted to escape subconsciously, but saw Yinsheng's figure flashed, and he slashed at him head-on.

The coercion of the sword swept across, and it seemed that even the air stopped.

Xie Yihan bit the bullet to meet him, and the two quickly fought in the courtyard.

An Ran was dazzled, only saw two shadows flickering back and forth, and felt a little tired after standing for a while, so she moved a stool and sat down, watching the two fight very leisurely, and pretending to explain a few words from time to time.

Xie Yihan had difficulty hiding, the coercion on the sword made him dull for a second every time, and every time the sword was about to be cut off, the woman withdrew the sword again, as if to provoke him.

Yin Sheng glanced at An Ran, who was watching the battle, moved his wrist slightly, and quickly swept over with the sword, making a gesture to split her in two. Xie Yihan's eyes turned cold, and he rushed over, but saw Yin Sheng smiled strangely, and suddenly turned around. The blade of the sword was cut down quickly.

A red light flashed, Xie Yihan let out a scream of 'Ah', both hands were chopped off, resentment radiated from the severed parts, and his body became more transparent.

Yin Sheng kicked Xie Yihan to the ground, and cast a gloomy glance at An Ran who was foolish, his voice became calm again, "You are very lucky, but I wish you good luck too!"

After speaking, he leaned over to look at Xie Yihan, who was weak and almost dissipated, "You still have two hours, and now you have two choices in front of you."

"One, swallow An Ran, her soul has super self-healing power, if I'm guessing right, this is also the purpose of your approaching her. Two, spend the last two hours well."

Xie Yihan stared at Yinsheng with a distorted expression, the hatred in his eyes was undisguised, and his voice was harsh, "Bitch, I won't let you go."

"Oh."

Yin Sheng's face remained calm, and he left the courtyard with his sword in hand.

The yard was quiet, except for the sound of the wind blowing the leaves.

An Ran looked at Xie Yihan, who was lying on the ground exuding black air, and subconsciously tightened the straps of his backpack, with a look of anxiety and uneasiness on his face, but most of all, he wanted to escape.

"Come here and help me get up." Xie Yihan looked gloomy, but his voice was strangely gentle.

An Ran took a few steps, then suddenly turned around and ran out the door, speaking in a panicked voice.

"Xie Yihan, I don't want to die yet, so you should die."

(End of this chapter)