Allure Summoner

At this time, several successive beams of cold air descended.

Seeing this, Mu Xueyan didn't dare to stay where she was, and retreated.

But Jun Qianxi seemed to have predicted which direction she would retreat in advance, and the cold air fell first to block her way.

Mu Xueyan felt an inexplicable anger in her heart, she was forced into such a mess by a seventh-level person when she was a ninth-level person.

The cold air can condense her spiritual power because of the mutual stalemate, so what if her spiritual power is more than the cold air?

The spiritual pressure on her body surged out frantically, and the surrounding sand and stones were once again swept up by the spiritual pressure and flew into the air.

The sword in her hand was raised high, and she swiped down forcefully, a powerful spiritual force flew towards the cloud of cold air.

The cold air was instantly shattered by the sword light.

At the same time, her consciousness locked onto Jun Qianxi and waved her arm.

Jun Qianxi kept waving the sharp sword in front of her while backing away, trying to consume the opponent's strength in this way.

She was shocked by the sword light and kept backing away, suddenly she felt a chill on her back, and by the time she realized the strangeness and wanted to dodge, it was too late.

A deep blood mark was drawn on her back, she staggered a few times, and the energy that hadn't dissipated hit her body.

The back and forth pincers caused severe pain in her body.

Just when she was still standing still, a strong force fell on her shoulders.

She spat out blood again and was kicked into the air.

At this time, her little friends had already turned upside down there.

"Master, Qiuqiu can withstand an attack, let it go!"

"Master, Yan can do it too!"

"Big sister, Little Beast will help a little bit, let Little Beast go out!"

"Lovely Xi'er, how can you not have the little soldier's bones in your hands?"

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Jun Qianxi stopped after turning several somersaults in the air.

She stood up straight, raised her hand to wipe the blood from the corner of her mouth, her face was pale, it wasn't time for them to come out yet.

To let them out, you must have the certainty of killing the opponent with one blow.

She took a few deep breaths, tried her best to stabilize the messy breath, and took the lead in attacking with the sword in her hand.

"act recklessly!"

Mu Xueyan chuckled a few times, without the interference of the cold air, the person in front of her was not her opponent at all.

Jun Qianxi's attack speed has been used to the extreme, but in her eyes, it is an ordinary speed. She has one hand behind her back, her feet don't even move, and she moves the sword very easily.

Jun Qianxi pursed her lips tightly. Others could tell at a glance whether the situation was strong or weak, but she didn't relax at all, and continued to attack. It really seemed a bit reckless.

Mu Xueyan seemed to be annoyed by her non-stop sword strikes, she blocked her attack and moved forward suddenly.

Her sword stuck tightly to Jun Qianxi's blade until it slipped in front of her before stopping.

"Go to hell!"

She opened her thin lips lightly, and moved the sword in Jun Qianxi's hand a few times, and the sword in Jun Qianxi's hand broke inch by inch.

She stretched her right arm to the side, and the blade turned to Jun Qianxi's slender neck.

"Ball ball!"

Jun Qianxi gave a soft drink, and a wave of water emerged from her body, wrapping around Mu Xueyan's wrist.

"Soldier!"

A row of bones cast a shield in front of her to block the opponent's sword.