Chapter 184

Just now she was standing in front of her. With the speed of her hand, how could the sword fall and disappear?

This scene, but also let stand on one side, has been indifferent expression of the man, eyebrow peak a wrinkle, eyeground flashed a touch of doubt.

This is the legend of the nine young lady of the sick seedling waste?

Yunlingshui also opened his eyes wide, his eyes were surprised and stunned, and a trace of confusion. His eyes swept around him.

What about the people?

After sweeping around, I didn't see the cloud dance at all. I didn't even have a breath.

It felt like she had disappeared out of thin air.

How could that be possible?

She's a waste. How can she have this ability?

But

"Are you looking for me? You don't have to look. I'm right by your side. " A strange cold voice suddenly came from Su Jingmeng's ear.

Su Jingmeng's face sank, almost subconsciously. The sword in her hand cleaved toward the sound source.

The sharp sword falls, but it is still air.

Now, if Su Jingmeng has no sense of crisis, it is stupid.

If a waste, can achieve this kind of supernatural appearance and disappear, what kind of waste is it?

"You want my life so much?" The indifferent voice of cloud dance finally came from her front.

Su Jingmeng looked forward, the figure of cloud dance, flashed out in the void, and stood in front of her in the blink of an eye.

Su Jingmeng's eyes narrowed slightly, and a touch of sharpness flashed across her, staring at her and saying, "originally, you've been pretending all the time. You're not a waste at all. That's why the old lord attaches so much importance to you, isn't it?"

She said it for sure.

And Su Jingmeng that words, one side of the cloud Lingshui eyes open, installed?

How could it be?

Who is so stupid and pretends to be a waste? More than a dozen years? Countless times have been bullied and beaten bloody, almost even life almost lost a few times.

Just to be a waste?

Hearing the speech, Yunwu's eyes were as dark as a deep pool, and sneered, "you are so smart, then you should know that when you enter here, you have to leave your life as the price?"

"What a big voice!" Su Jingmeng's eyes flashed darkly: "even if you are a waste, today, I will let you become a real waste."

Su Jingmeng's fury was heard. The sword in his hand attacked and dyed the sword's Qi, and then he stabbed it away.

The fighting spirit of the third stage is strong enough to split people in two.

Cloud dance sneer slightly Yang, body shape did not move, just looked at the sharp sword to her head-on chop.

When yunlingshui saw this, he was very happy and called out: "kill her with a sword!"

Su Jingmeng is quick and cruel!

"Brush!"

The sound of the sword cutting through the air.

However, in the next moment, yunlingshui and Sujing dream are surprised to take a breath.

Unarmed?

No, it should be said that the two slender fingers were steadily intercepted by the sharp sword.

Su Jingmeng's face changed slightly after taking a breath, because she could do her best with this sword.

But now, the sword in her hand is actually in the cloud dance between her fingers, and can't move at all. Her hand secretly exerts force, still does not move half a minute.

Looking at that still smile indifferent cloud dance, at this moment, Su Jingmeng heart brush a trace of danger.

I want to take my sword back.

Cloud dance looked at the face of some ugly Su Jingmeng, the corner of his mouth slightly raised, "this is your own delivery to the door, your life, I take it."