Black Feather Yin Shou, as a great demon at the level of integration, relied on his unique bloodline to be able to fight the Earth Immortal of the first level of Tribulation without losing.
Against Concubine Kan Meng in her prime, she was a little chick who could only be abused. But against Concubine Kan Meng who was seriously injured, it was hard to say who would win.
Golden light came vertically and horizontally, and the halberd pierced the center of the eyebrows, causing the void to shake violently.
Kan Mengfei narrowed her eyes slightly, and the airflow around her body slowed down until it stagnated. At the moment when everything was still, she easily captured the figure of the birdman. She raised her bare hands, with the idea of ??a quick victory, and wrapped her silk cloth around Lu Bei’s hands and feet like a poisonous snake spitting out a message.
“Jiejiejiejie”
The high-speed golden light suddenly stopped, leaving an afterimage on the spot, teleporting to Kan Mengfei’s side.
The halberd was raised horizontally, blood splashed, and a human head rose into the sky.
Wear silk to catch the afterimage and throw it into the air;
The halberd chopped off the head and turned it into mud.
Two figures faced each other, Lu Bei had a bird-like look on his face, his eyes glanced up and down at Concubine Kan Meng, enjoying traveling around the mountains and rivers.
“My dear, your flesh and blood are so tender. I will warm you up with you. Once you are warmed up, you can drink.”
Tian Mingzi, who pretended to be shy, was so reticent that he couldn’t hold back his words. He was stuffed with a bunch of bad words in his stomach and wanted to blurt them out.
Concubine Kan Meng was disdainful. She held the fiery red xylophone in front of her. Her five fingers were like spiritual butterflies plucking the strings. As her fingertips jumped, invisible force dispersed into the void.
Lu Bei’s body froze, and he could only feel like a ditty as he automatically blocked the magic sound. Kan Mengfei’s skills in piano, chess, calligraphy and painting were not as good as Zhao Wuyou’s, but her hands and feet were entangled with invisible threads, and no corner of her body was under her control.
The euphorbia rose horizontally and spread a line of blood on his neck.
“Subject to my will and driven by me”
In my ears, Concubine Kan Meng’s disembodied voice came, far away yet so close.
Be careless, Black Feather Yin Shou is no match for Concubine Kan Meng.
One sword and one earthly immortal, one punch and one tribulation. Lu Bei had been drifting for a long time and subconsciously underestimated these high-level monks. He really thought that a clone could defeat them.
Weird strength penetrated the body, disrupting the vitality of heaven and earth, and splitting the invisible strings wrapped around the limbs.
At this moment, the tyrannical will struck her heart, and Concubine Kan Meng’s soul left her body and rushed into Heiyu Yin Shou’s body like a broken bamboo. She wanted to leave the mark of her soul and subd