The myth of rebirth of the era of martial arts

Chapter 492,

Not far from the mountain gate, Yang Ling heard someone shouting the word Linghu Chong.

He turned his head slightly in surprise, and found that a young NPC had walked into the gate of Huashan. Immediately, he smiled slightly, turned his head and prepared to continue to leave the area of ​​Huashan. Suddenly, there was a whim in Yang Ling's heart. Looking at the corner where the crowd is sparse not far away.

A bright red figure was reflected in his pupils. A beautiful woman with a heroic appearance stood not far away and smiled at Yang Ling.Wearing an extremely red robe, a pair of white hands stretched out, with a little dazzling...

Seeing the outstretched hand, Yang Ling's pupils shrank suddenly, because he saw a needle on the white hand, a very ordinary embroidery needle, and a flash of light flashed through his mind, and a sudden The turbulent waves rose up, and the moment the other party raised his hand, Yang Ling raised six seemingly identical embroidery needles from his wrist without hesitation, shooting them out in different ways...

Six embroidery needles successfully resisted one embroidery needle of the opponent, and the remaining embroidery needles took advantage of the victory to pursue them. In an instant, they shot at the master with a heroic face and a slightly feminine enchanting face between his brows. In an instant, the cuffs of the woman's red robe trembled, and a force of skill protected the left and right sides of the cuffs. The seemingly ordinary cuffs were able to bear the six extremely dangerous embroidery needles... (to be continued. If you like For this work, you are welcome to come to the starting point to vote, monthly pass, your support is my biggest motivation.)