The third world does not cross the demon

Tonight, he will meet Yan Feixue, who is known as the number one killer in Jianghu, and how powerful her "Flying Blossom Blade" is!

Sure enough, Young Master Lian Yue had just stepped out of the threshold with one foot, and a white light flashed in front of his eyes, and a gust of wind mixed with cold killing intent rushed towards him...

What a great speed!

What a strong inner force!

Young Master Lian Yue snorted, took the black flute pinned to his waist in his hand, and at the same time tapped his toes to the ground, using his internal strength, and leaped lightly, his body deftly turned in a beautiful arc in the air...

A cold hidden weapon barely brushed along his perfect face...

Even Young Master Lian Yue, who prides himself on his profound inner strength, also has goose bumps all over his body!

But the person on the opposite side seems to have made up his mind to kill Young Master Lian Yue. Therefore, before Young Master Lian Yue's feet hit the ground, the hidden weapon just swirled around again...

Young Master Lian Yue only felt a piercing chill approaching from the back of his head, before he had time to think about it, he instinctively took out the silver needle between his fingers and hit it at the back of his head...

There was an instant "ding" in the air, the sound of metal colliding, followed by the intense piercing sound caused by two different internal forces in the air...

The strong impact even shattered the vase placed in the bedroom!

Even Mr. Yue's figure was forced back several steps by this impact force before he managed to stabilize his figure.

When the cold wind blew, there was a biting chill on his shoulders. Young Master Lian Yue subconsciously covered it with his hands, and a stream of bright red liquid flowed down his fingers...

Immediately afterwards, a piercing pain spread from his shoulder to his whole body...

But Mr. Lian Yue didn't snort, he covered his injured shoulder, squinted his eyes and focused on guard.

At the same time, he secretly thought that Yan Feixue was worthy of being the number one killer. He didn't even see her figure at the moment, and he was already injured. It seemed that her martial arts were definitely superior to his own...

Young Master Lian Yue had the idea of ​​retreating in his heart, knowing that he couldn't beat him but still going to die in vain, this is not Lian Yue's style!

Therefore, Young Master Lian Yue rolled his eyes, made up his mind, held more than a dozen silver needles between his fingers, and shot out the door indiscriminately...

just listen to "whoosh"

"whoosh"

"whoosh"

After a few piercing sounds, there was a burst of violent metal impact...

Young Master Lian Yue had no time to fight, so he didn't care whether the person opposite was injured or not, he just tiptoed and flipped out along the window.

It's just that his feet were about to land on the ground, and he felt a chill on his neck, and a gleaming machete was placed on his neck...