Wild Malicious Consort: Good For Nothing Ninth Miss

The dagger broke off with a sound, but the cloud dance attack was void.

The cloud dancer retreated and looked at the man with a slight surprise.

That blow was just a random attack. It didn't have much power.

But in her present situation, even a random blow cannot be stopped by anyone, this man can be stopped so quickly, then at least the boundary is martial arts.

At the corner of the cloud dancer's mouth, a hint of irony flashed in his heart: no wonder Mulin was so arrogant in trying to kill her here, he seemed to think he had found a master.

“Miss, why did you kill her? Killing Master Mu here won't do you any good. It has been practiced to this point. You don't have to give up your future for a small thing, do you? Why don't we take a step back? ”

The man's face was light and cloudy, as if he had just taken the cloud dance and rescued Mu Lin at random. It was obviously a matter of life. It was only a small matter to get to him.

The cloud dance laughed sarcastically and was about to speak, and the woodwork behind it would be unbearable in the morning.

Stepping forward, he frowned vertically and said: "Wuzong Realm? Is Wuzong really good? Turning black and white around here? Are you blind or deaf? You're not ashamed of yourself? Take a step back? Just to be perfectly clear, you think we're so bullied, you come up here yelling, shouting, killing, finding out you can't beat us, you're leaving? It's not that cheap! ”

Woo Xiu Ming spoke with no face whatsoever, and somehow, whenever he encountered something that was torn apart, he was very interested, and he was always able to say mute to each other, especially against people who didn't say anything on the watch.

Woodworking has often been able to beat each other hard in the face, this time naturally no exception.

The man was said to have a wonderful expression on his face and a concealed anger in his eyes, but was afraid to do anything out of taboo about the power of cloud dance.

“What are you talking about? Are we scared of you? This is a joke! When did I say I was afraid of that word? ”

When Mu Lin listened to Woo Shuming, he couldn't even think about why the man around him had to put up with it.

Even completely forgot about the stiffness of your previous pressures on the cloud dance, and blew your beard straight up and scolded, "I think you're scared! We were kind enough to let you go, but you didn't know what to do! ”

Cloud dance looked at him with a cold smile and suddenly shouted softly: "Young Master Mu. ”

Mu Lin was stiff and stared at the cloud dance with a stiff scalp: "Fuck... what? ”

The corner of the cloud dancer's mouth was smiling, as if the attitude of Mulin had not been in the slightest eyes, but when Mulin looked at it, he was all over himself, forcing pressure to sweep directly at Mulin!

Unlike the previous release of Mullin outside the palace, Mullin's pressure is felt by everyone around him, while the goal of the cloud dance is only Mullin!

In an instant, Mulin seemed to have returned to the frontier between life and death, covered in cold weather.

With so many people standing beside him, and a master of martial arts protecting himself, he still felt that he could die at any moment in the hands of cloud dancers. Mulin's cold sweat slipped directly down.

The next moment, that pressure was instantly removed and everything was back to normal.

“Nothing.” The cloud dance answered faintly.

Mulin only felt as if he had been reborn, breathing heavily, and even some of the hidden luck in his heart was that he had picked up another life.

“What's the matter?” The white man next to him looked at him strangely.

Just for a moment, no one but Mulin knew what was happening, even the man standing next to Mulin.

In the man's view, the moment before, Mulin was fine, suddenly like a palpitation, which is why he was so surprised.

After listening to the culture of the man in white, Mu Lin turned his head and looked at him with shock.

The pressure just now… didn't this person feel it?

Aware of this, Mullin suddenly understood something, but then he couldn't believe it.

The cloud dance has fluctuations, but this man can't feel it, only to show that the cloud dance power is still above this man!

This man is from Wuzong Realm!

Is it true, as the man across the street said, that the district martial arts realm is not great?

If that's the case, aren't you here to die?

Mullin, who had just come up with this idea, heard the sound of the cloud dance ahead.

“Let's go.” Lazy enough to get involved with a bunch of Mullins.

The cloud dance came to the tomb this time to have what it wanted, so naturally, if you don't get in trouble, try not to get in trouble. If other times, she would definitely kill him directly. Who let him kill himself first?

Several others had no objection to the words of cloud dance, and apparently the leader was already her.

So he turned around and left after the cloud dance.

Woo Shuming looked at the man in white across the street with a sarcastic smile and left behind a "clown” before turning away.

Watching the cloud dance pedestrian leave, Mulin can't say anything to stop it. The pressure at the end of the cloud dance is more like a reminder that if he doesn't have the strength anymore, the next time he will disappear into the world forever.

The speed of spatial transformation in the channel is fast, although there has always been only one path throughout the channel.

But there was also a turning point, just no fork, so when the cloud dance stepped into a channel again.

The Mullins behind them can't keep up with them even if they want to, because they don't know where they're going.

“Dance, is that all we have to do?” Woodwork frowned and said to the cloud dance around him.

Separated from the Mullins, they did not take what had just happened into their minds, thinking that the cloud dance discovered the wonders of this tomb must know the solution, who knew or just kept moving forward as before.

“What can we do without walking?” Cloud dance is also helpless.

While she knows where each conversion is sent and how far the target is, she has no control over where it is delivered. This organ can only rely on luck.

Her power is too far apart from that of the owners here, and the elements of space are suppressed to move at all, let alone carry people.

And I don't know what the reason is, even the plan that was initially decided to fly directly over at the fastest speed is impossible to implement...