Mistress, I Am a Real Gentleman

He likes this feeling of tormenting the enemy.

"clatter."

"clatter."

"clatter."

One step, two steps.

Like the pace of the devil.

Approaching Ding Mian.

Ding Mian looked at Zuo Lengchan who was approaching.

His calves were shaking uncontrollably.

So many years of obedience.

Let Ding Mian be at this time.

I lost the will to resist in my heart.

"no!"

Ding Mian shouted in his heart.

He understands.

Everywhere is dead.

At least die like a human being!

Ding Mian bit the tip of his tongue.

Blood flowed out.

Scarlet blood spread all over Ding Mian's mouth.

It also made Ding Mian's mind clear.

"what!"

Ding Mian growled!

He wantonly vented his impotent rage.

Holding dual swords.

He stabbed straight at Zuo Lengchan.

"Ah."

A contemptuous smile appeared in Zuo Lengchan's eyes.

"That's it? Junior brother, you don't even know how to use the Songshan sword technique."

talking.

Zuo Lengchan waved his hand.

A blast of cold air hit Ding Mian's double swords.

Zuo Lengchan clapped his palm.

The two swords were directly broken into several pieces.

"Crackling" fell to the ground.

Ding Mian froze for a moment.

He didn't expect Zuo Lengchan to be able to freeze his weapon.

As expected, the magical skill of ice is well-deserved.

He took several steps back.

"go with!"

Touched towards the back of the head.

Several golden needles shot directly at Zuo Lengchan.

"Tips for carving insects."

Zuo Lengchan's internal energy was lucky.

His clothes condensed directly into ice.

"clang!"

The golden needles hit the ice.

Just draw a little trace.

Then, as if the muscles were weak, he fell to the ground listlessly.

Zuo Lengchan dispersed the ice on his clothes.