It's just that, although she has figured out a simple use of mental power by herself, how to control her mental power to attack specifically.

There is only a vague concept in her mind now, and she has not specifically tried to experiment.

The matter was over, and she had no chance to experiment again.

Her only certainty now is that her spiritual power is higher than Ye Heruoqiu, and her spiritual power is definitely higher than her.

As long as she succeeds, she has a great chance to force Ye Heruoqiu out.

However, Ye Heruoqiu is definitely more proficient in controlling the soul and spiritual power than she is.

If she misses a hit, she will surely startle the snake and attract Ye Heruoqiu's attention.

At that time, it will be even more difficult to deal with her in the same way again.

Therefore, there is only one chance!

She must hit it with one hit!

An Ziqi thought of this, and deliberately made a mistake in the fast dodge under her feet, and her body staggered a few steps towards the back.

On the other hand, Ye Heruoqiu saw this, and naturally would not let go of this good opportunity to seize An Ziqi.

The long whip in his hand flicked towards An Ziqi who was not far away, and the long whip shining with blue light directly "slapped" and drew it heavily on An Ziqi, wrapping her up.

An Ziqi's back was almost instantly drawn with a long bloodstain.

Before the blood flowed out, it was immediately evaporated by the blue light on the long whip.

The whip was tightly wrapped around her waist, and the blue light seemed to carry an electric current, burning and scorching the skin on her body.

The pain deep into the soul, instantly drilled into every inch of her flesh and blood from the wound on her back.

The pain on her back was mixed with the bursting pain in her veins, and it drowned every cell in her body.

An Ziqi's painful eyes turned black, if it weren't for persisting with the little willpower left, she would faint directly.

Ye Heruoqiu laughed, grasping the whip in his hand, swiping the long whip, and slammed it towards the wall next to him.

"Hahaha, An Ziqi, aren't you great?

Are you arrogant?

Isn't it going to fall into my hands now?

I let you steal my fire spirit fruit, I let you burn me with spiritual power flames.

The pain you raised on me before, I have to pay you back! "

Ye Heruoqiu laughed wildly and waved the whip in his hand, throwing An Ziqi's body heavily towards the surrounding walls.

An Ziqi secretly used her spiritual power, wrapped her body outside, shielding the pain caused by the impact.

However, the pain on the whip and the bursting pain in the muscles and veins in the body can only rely on her to endure by gritting her teeth.

An Ziqi took a deep breath and tried to concentrate her attention, waiting for the moment when Ye Heruoqiu's spirit was most relaxed.

Ye Heruoqiu probably also knew that just hitting the wall back and forth like this would not cause any fatal damage to her.

Practitioners have spiritual protection, and it is almost difficult to rely on this external force to hurt them.

She didn't intend to rely on this to hurt An Ziqi. The reason she knew she couldn't hurt An Ziqi, she didn't use her strength to do so, but it was just to vent, to express the bad breath in her heart.

When she was almost venting, she finally gave a sneer, and pulled the whip hard in her hand, pulling the person directly to the ground in front of her.

Then he raised his foot and stepped on An Ziqi, looking at her condescendingly.

"How? It feels good to be thrown around as a sandbag in the air, right?"

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