And bailing's eyes are bloodthirsty.

Who can think that at this time, in front of their place, there was a wall like ice for thousands of years. The sword in Bai Ling's hand danced quickly, whew, whew, the Qi of seven or eight swords went out from her samurai sword and banged against the ice wall.

But I don't think that the ice wall is broken, but the arrow net formed by the ice cone is coming towards Bai Ling. Bai Ling's toes are a little bit, constantly waving the samurai sword in his hand to knock down those ice arrows.

Because she knew that the hardness of the ice arrow was the same as that of her body. If she could not stop it, she would be injured.

Whew——

When the ice arrow disappeared, a black shadow flashed. At the same time, a cold spear transformed from ice came towards her face, and Bai Ling immediately blocked it with his samurai sword.

With a clang of sparks, you can see that the sharp part of the ice spear is stabbed on bailing's three finger wide samurai sword. If she hadn't gathered her sword Qi on it, the samurai sword would have been broken by the spear.

The white work properly Mou son takes the cool color, make an effort to wave, touch of a, rush to her figure, therefore and regress.

At this time, Bai Ling looked up and could see a pair of sharp and deep eyes, with strong fighting spirit in the eyes, and also burst out a huge pressure to attack her again.

"The young leader of Fengming mercenary regiment is so powerful!" Not far away Han Xin saw this scene, his deep eyes with a touch of appreciation, "compress the cold air into a weapon, which is higher than his level, and full of cold air. On that weapon, plus his own strength and speed, he also put the ice arrow he released from time to time. Tut Tut, this little girl seems to be planting."

The key person's ability level is still so high. Although the little girl's face is not hard to see, from the movement and speed, it seems that she is not as flexible as before. Obviously, the battle with pomegranate consumed a lot of energy before.

At this time, Feng Yang, who was praised, was stunned. He had fought with this little girl before. At that time, her strength was not as strong as it is now. I can't imagine how powerful she was when she was fighting against the reformer.

Nevertheless, Fengyang must last five minutes until another reformer arrives.

It's said that the reformer is stronger than pomegranate. By then, the girl will surely die.

"No!" Hearing Han Xin's words, his cold-blooded and indifferent eyes, with a touch of surprise, explained, "she... Deliberately, it seems to be preserving strength. "

"What?" Han Xin can't believe that this little girl is really so powerful?

"Not to mention how sensitive the five senses of the psionic are, she must have heard Qian 3000 say that she could ask for a stronger helper." The handsome Wen Ruyu continued, and slowly put on white gloves to his slender fingers, with a look of imperceptible anger.

Han Xin did not know what he could say. After half a sound, he finally found his voice. "Does she really have such a big hatred with the Mafia organization?"

Wen Ruyu and cold-blooded Han were silent at this time.

Han Xin looked at the two, "how? I'm not right? "

Wen Ruyu shakes her head, the eyes of stars are more profound, but a smile of unknown meaning is raised in the corner of her mouth. The three-dimensional and beautiful face like a sculpture contains a trace of coldness.