Agent Evil Concubine

Chapter 175 The strong meet the wise and win (2)
As soon as Shangguan Ningyue finished speaking, the wrists of the seven phantoms flipped.The seven swords exuding cold light seemed to have reached the supreme state of the unity of human and sword in an instant.

After Qi Dao, with a strong and powerful sword, perfectly outlined an airtight circular sword circle in mid-air, the tip of the sword instantly stabbed fiercely towards the body of the man in the Linggong Palace with the momentum of thunder.

Facing the fierce murderous intent coming from all around him, the mysterious man in the Spirit Palace showed no sign of dodging.With his smooth black hair swirling in the wind, his black eyes just looked at Shangguan Ningyue in the corridor with a faint smile.

When the seven swords in the hands of the phantoms trembled suddenly, and the point of the sword was about to reach the deadly vital point of the man in the spiritual palace, the man in the spiritual palace reacted a little.

The body still didn't dodge, and the footsteps still didn't move. What reflected was only the right hand of the man in the Linggong Palace who was playing with the pink peony flower.The index finger of his right hand flicked slightly on the pink peony flower, and the seven delicate peony petals separated from the flower body, and flew away lightly against the wind.

Just when the seven icy sword tips touched the deadly vital points of the man in the spiritual palace at the same time, seven delicate pink peony petals also instantly fell on the seven sword tips.

The man in the Spirit Palace still stood quietly, but the bodies of the seven phantoms suddenly moved back several steps.Then, the seven phantoms all stared at the sword in their hands dumbfounded.

At the tip of each of their swords, there was a piece of pink peony petals dancing at a high speed.The pink peony petals are like that weird elf, dancing from the tip of the sword at the front end to the edge of the hilt at the back end.

With a whoosh, seven pink peony petals bounced from the hilt of the sword, and rushed towards the peony flower held by the man in the Linggong Palace.

I saw the right hand of the man in the Spirit Palace who was holding the peony flower lightly lifted, and seven pink peony petals were embedded in the flower body, as if they had never been separated from the flower body.

And at the same time as the seven pink peony petals were embedded in the flower body, a crisp and cold breaking sound drifted into the ears of the phantoms.

"Hiss..." Although they tried their best to restrain themselves, the seven phantoms who couldn't restrain their fear in the end gasped in unison.

Because in their hands, except the hilt was intact, the sword body had been completely turned into powder, and it fell to the ground with the wind.

After the seven phantoms with pale faces looked at each other in horror, cold sweat immediately flowed all over their bodies.God, do you want to be so exaggerated?
It's obviously just a fragile peony petal, but when it fell into the hands of the man from the Spirit Palace, it unexpectedly bloomed with such a fierce and frightening force?The reason why the hilt of the sword is intact at this moment is because when the pink peony petals dance to the edge of the hilt, they will immediately jump back to the man in the spirit palace.

If the petals swirled a few times on the hilt, the hilt would definitely end up in the same fate as the blade, turning into powder and falling to the ground.And their hands holding the hilt of the sword will undoubtedly turn into powder, right?

Shrugging his shoulders slightly, the man from the Spirit Palace attached the pink peony flower to his nose again, and after sniffing lightly, his dark eyes swept towards the seven phantoms with a faint smile and said, "The sword body has been destroyed into powder now, it's not that you didn't You tried your best to take my life, but you couldn't take my life at all. You know this in your heart, and your princess also knows it in her heart. Therefore, your princess will not question your persistence and loyalty to kill me. "

And just when the man from the Spirit Palace cast his eyes on the seven phantoms, Shangguan Ningyue, who was standing quietly in the corridor, quickly touched the black ice iron bracelet on his wrist with his onion fingers.

Just now, even though the long swords in the hands of the phantoms were smashed by flicking pink peony petals, the eyes of the man in the Ling Palace never left Shangguan Ningyue's face at all.His dark eyes with a faint smile had been examining Shangguan Ningyue undisguisedly. He...was wondering why Shangguan Ningyue let the phantoms attack.

It was also because of the intense gaze of the man in the Ling Palace that Shangguan Ningyue did not dare to touch the bracelet on her wrist with her onion fingers.Because Shangguan Ningyue knew very well that the man in the Linggong Palace was an extremely intelligent person, as long as he caught any clues, he would definitely be suspicious.

Until... the swords in the hands of the phantoms turned into powder and fell to the ground with the wind, the man in the Spirit Palace pulled away from the eyes that had been scrutinizing Shangguan Ningyue, and talked to the seven phantoms.

Seeing that the man in the Ling Palace pulled away the eyes that were looking at her, Shangguan Ningyue's onion fingers of course seized the right moment to quickly touch the black ice iron bracelet on her wrist.

"Although the sword is destroyed, the life is still there." Hearing the words of the man in the Spirit Palace, the seven phantoms immediately suppressed their shock.They answered in unison, their wrists turned suddenly, and a long silver whip rolled out from the sleeve.

The words overflowing from the lips of the seven phantoms and the meaning of turning their wrists to grab the whip could not be more clear. As long as their lives still exist, as long as the princess has not ordered them to stop, they are bound to fight tenaciously with the man in the spiritual palace to the end.

After staring at the seven phantoms speechlessly, the man from the Spirit Palace flicked the petals of the peony and said, "Why bother? I have already destroyed seven swords, but I really don't have the heart to destroy another seven whips."

"Okay, the seven of you can retreat." At this moment, Shangguan Ningyue's lazy and charming voice wafted in the wind.

"Yes, princess." As soon as Shangguan Ningyue finished speaking, the seven phantoms holding silver whips immediately retreated to the corridor like lightning.As competent subordinates, if the master ordered them to kill, they would kill them, and if they ordered them to retreat, they would never ask more questions.

"Satisfying your desire to enjoy the show, now... can I leave?" The man in the Ling Palace who turned the pink peony flower in his hand suddenly tilted his head, and looked at Shangguan Ning with a faint smile in his ink eyes. moon.

How could Shangguan Ningyue fail to hear the meaning behind his words?

The seven phantoms attacked him under the order of her Shangguan Ningyue. He could completely ignore the swords in the hands of the seven phantoms, and leave the Zuoxiang mansion unimpeded by using his superb lightness kung fu.However, the reason why he reluctantly stayed and wasted some energy dealing with the seven phantoms was purely because he didn't want to refute the "good intentions" that Shangguan Ningyue sent him respectfully.

Shangguan Ningyue, with her phoenix eyebrows raised alluringly, stepped out of the corridor with delicate lotus steps.She smiled coquettishly with her jade eyes, and a slender red thread rolled out from the sleeve while the green hair danced suddenly.

The embroidery needle embedded in the front end of the red thread lightly brushed against her onion finger that had touched the Xuanbing Iron Bracelet before, and shot fiercely between the eyebrows of the man in the Spirit Palace.

At the moment when the embroidery needle was about to reach the center of the brow, the thumb and forefinger of the left hand of the Linggong man quickly lifted up, and easily pinched and clamped the embroidery needle that was rushing towards him.

(End of this chapter)