The young lady reborn at the end of the world is frivolous

Chapter 926 Threat Me?
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Zhang Xian understood that he was asking about spiritual power, but she just glanced at it quietly, and had no intention of answering it.

Except for herself, she has never seen anyone who uses spiritual power.

So for a while, it is very normal for others not to see it.

After all, the light seen in the past is silver, gorgeous, and extremely clean.

Who would have thought it was spiritual power?

When Zhang Xian raised her hand, several streaks of silver light flew over, piercing the cloaked man and screaming ho ho.

Especially the silver light covering his whole body, which lasted for a long time.

On Zhang Xian's cold face, there was an extremely maniacal smile.

It seemed to be mocking An Ziyan's ignorance.

He was instantly annoyed.

"Ah Xuan, call those things!" An Ziyan yelled at the man in the cloak.

On the one hand, he did not forget to trip Mu Yu and the others.

I only heard the sound of breaking ground, the sun was shining brightly, and occasionally there was a breeze blowing by, but the dozens of vines, some stood straight, and some were twisted.

An Ziyan just waved, and they rushed towards everyone like poisonous snakes.

Seeing thirty or forty vines squeezed towards Wen Xu, Mu Yu frowned coldly, and the blue-purple thunder came out of his hand instantly.

"Ah Xuan, come here!" An Ziyan's voice finally got a little more irritable.

He didn't care at all about the vines that were blown into ashes just now.

This is calling the cloak man, hurry to his side.

He originally thought that the man in the cloak was omnipotent, but he didn't expect that he was still injured now.

Otherwise, he wouldn't be so relieved to let him go out to participate in the battle.

An Ziyan felt a little impatient, he finally...

What can be lost again?

Even if it goes down, it's not easy to explain.

The more An Ziyan thought about it, the more uncomfortable he became, and he said harsh words to Zhang Xian: "All your companions will die."

The meaning is extremely obvious, if you don't stop, your companions will die.

He has a fifth-level ability, and he usually practiced so much, so he naturally has a way to make those people die.

Hearing this, Zhang Xian's beautiful peach blossom eyes froze, and a cold light flashed through them.

She quickly turned her head to look at the situation behind her, and it was indeed mostly vines flying all over the sky, Mu Yu and the others were fighting against each other.

It seems that I can't tell the slightest bit of mind.

This is the watershed between the fifth level and other levels.

Power is not on a level at all.

Zhang Xian quickly came back to her senses, her delicate brows frowned, her lips were tightly pressed together, and her whole face was full of fear.

She actually hates being threatened by others, especially those who are important to her.

So Zhang Xian didn't hesitate at all, and turned around suddenly when the other party was still trying to provoke.

Like thunder, he ran towards An Ziyan aggressively.

The breeze brought by the passing place rolled up a few fallen leaves of the big trees in the courtyard.

An Ziyan didn't even see how she came here, but felt his eyes go blurry, and in the next second, someone was standing in front of him.

Zhang Xian's figure appeared beside him like a ghost, and her hands were like steel, clamping his wrists.

The straight and slender feet suddenly kicked over and landed on the crook of his leg. Even An Ziyan couldn't help but bend his leg, and under Zhang Xian's three consecutive kicks, he knelt down on the ground with a bang.

"*!"

An Ziyan, who was smiling like a tiger on the outside, finally couldn't help but swear in his heart.

What kind of fairy is this?
I can't even react, this speed is absolutely amazing!
He was surprised.

He wanted to turn over, but his wrist seemed to be hooked by sharp claws, and he couldn't even struggle.

"Threat me?" Zhang Xian narrowed her eyes, and continued to push the person's hand back.

"Hs...hs..."

There were two gasps.

An Ziyan was kneeling on the ground with one foot, and his head was twisting restlessly and unwillingly.

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(End of this chapter)