You have a good chance, I accept it.

"Hmph, a bunch of nonsense."

Tang Qingru sneered and rushed towards Murong Hanxuan immediately. She didn't believe any of Murong Hanxuan's nonsense now.

Every word he said was just to delay her. She was not as stupid as before.

She just wanted to quickly resolve the battle and resolve Murong Hanxuan in front of her.

"Damn it, you really deserve to die."

Murong Hanxuan's face suddenly changed. Tang Qingru didn't even give him a chance to breathe. She raised her hand and killed him. Who could withstand this?

Murong Hanxuan made up his mind to turn around and run. He hadn't recovered his vitality yet and was no match for Tang Qingru at all.

If he continued to fight, his condition would only get worse. Only by turning around and running would he have a glimmer of hope of survival.

"Run? I'll let you run."

"Phantom Sword Technique, Phantom Seven Wonders, Stepping on the Moon."

Tang Qingru sneered and her whole figure disappeared in an instant, leaving only a few gorgeous afterimages in the air.

In the blink of an eye, he had come to Murong Hanxuan, who was full of panic.

"Cut."

A series of knife shadows appeared, leaving seven residual shadows in the air, and one of Murong Hanxuan's arms had fallen to the ground unconsciously, and blood gushed out in an instant.

Murong Hanxuan immediately used his immortal power to stop the bleeding, and cold sweat ran down his body.

He could not see any trace of this knife technique, and he could not even catch the knife shadow.

He had always underestimated the identity of the woman in front of him.

The woman in front of him was the daughter of the deputy hall master of the War God Temple. The War God Temple was full of fighting madmen. How bad could the fighting awareness of the daughter of the deputy hall master be?

"The sky and the earth are boundless, the universe borrows the law, fast."

A talisman appeared in Murong Hanxuan's hand, and then the talisman burned out of thin air, and his speed was almost faster than a lifetime.

He had no intention of resisting throughout the whole process, and just wanted to leave quickly and leave this place of trouble.

He didn't know how Ye Lin and Tang Qingru found this place, he didn't care about it, he just wanted to run.

After all, if you keep the green mountains, you will not be afraid of running out of firewood.

"Step on the moon."

"Keep going, I want to see how many arrows you can catch?"

Ye Lin, holding a longbow, shot arrows one after another, and Long Wu in the distance could only passively resist in frustration, and a blood hole appeared on his shoulder.

This was the wound that was just shot by Ye Lin.

During the whole process, Ye Lin acted so relaxed and comfortable, while he was extremely embarrassed and injured.

Even if he was stupid, he realized that he was far from Ye Lin's opponent. Ye Lin was playing with him throughout the whole process and did not really do anything.

Otherwise, how could he hold on for so long?

"Run."

Such a thought immediately popped up in his mind. If he was defeated, he could only run.

"Want to run? Ha, just in time, I've had enough fun."

Ye Lin's mind moved, and nine long swords in the sky directly strangled the Thunder Dragon, and then fell in nine directions, and transparent rays shot out from the long swords, interweaving with each other.

A huge magic circle rose up under Long Wu's feet, and the magic circle trapped Long Wu in the center.

"Damn it, it's over."

Long Wu, who was standing in the center of the magic circle, suddenly changed his expression. It was over.

He felt that the space around him was blocked, and the space was extremely solid. Now he was even hindered by huge obstacles in his movements, let alone escaping.

"Seven Stars in a Row."

Ye Lin shot out seven arrows calmly, and the seven arrows flew one after another to different directions.