Chapter 640

Zhao Yunting looked at Leng Wuchen's flexible figure and said to Jiashu: "is it really OK? It seems that the other side hasn't made a move yet, and it seems that the guy is not affected, otherwise why would haoxuan be so serious? "

Jiashu nodded and said, "your adaptability is pretty good. You are not afraid of us so soon."

"Because of him, I know you won't do anything to me. At least I can see that you listen to that boy very much." Zhao Yunting reluctantly laughs out to return a way.

"Smart woman, hehe, but you make me feel very shameless, but you are right. We really have nothing to do with you. In fact, I like your heart very much, which makes me feel very much." Jiashu lightly curled his mouth.

"It's true that the two perverts like such special things. Do you know what the boy likes?" Zhao Yunting is not a bit of fear, but also calm to ask.

"I don't know, but I won't like you, because he's not interested in women, so you understand." Jiaren's reply with a smile, the essence of the two comedies broke out again.

"You mean he likes men? No, it's so terrible. " Zhao Yunting's face was obviously a little ugly.

"We didn't say it. We just knew he wasn't interested in women." Jiashu answered calmly. Looking back on the past life in the sea, some people took the initiative to sacrifice themselves, but they didn't want it. After all, they had different preferences. But the young master didn't like women, which is what they thought.

If Leng Wuhen, who is fighting at this time, knows that these two guys will say such shameless words, he is afraid that he will die. This is a personality attack.

Aragonite moves quickly. At the moment of the explosion, it seems that there is a whirlwind at his feet, blowing the whole person's sleeve high, flashing and moving, avoiding tens of meters away, and easily dissolving all the aftershocks of the explosion with a high-speed moving figure.

Although Leng Wuhen expected that the other party's speed was very fast, he never thought that his speed would be so fast, and even reached an incredible level! The eyes became more and more dignified.

However, in the moment of Leng Wuhen's stupefaction, a figure rushed out of the smoke. After several punches, Leng Wuhen quickly raised his hand to block it. The two people were like a whirlwind, touching each other quickly.

The collision between fists and feet was sweating, and a trace of surprise flashed on Leng Wuchen's face. The opponent had been attacking with one hand all the time, but the sword in his right hand was not used, but the speed could keep up with him. Moreover, judging from the strength between fists and feet, Leng Wuchen needs to reconsider his opponent's strength.

The next second, cold traceless speed explosion! Leave a remnant shadow, disappear in situ "Hoo!" Wenshi's eyes blinked, and he felt a burst of fist attack, and quickly drew on his robe. If he didn't respond in time, it was obvious that the opponent's fist would hit him firmly in the face!

See, cold traceless figure blurred in the air, behind with a road shadow, with words can not describe the speed of terror, haunted in the side of aragonite.

One punch after another, without hesitation, Zhao Yunting and others can't even see the action. The speed is terrible, and even reaches a certain extreme. Leng Wuhen has never given up on the speed, which is also his pride.

Aragonite constantly flashed around, moving his figure back and forth, cleverly avoiding every attack of Leng no trace! He's full of different visual enjoyment, dancing in the wind.

"Whoosh!" Leng Wuchen retreats quickly at this moment. When the aragonite changes its angle, the sleeve robe shakes, and the sharp light green dagger cuts the air directly. The figure immediately catches up and attacks the aragonite again, but this time the speed is faster than before.

Wenshi's face showed a bland expression, and then the sword in his hand suddenly cut out, the two instant collision together "bang!" The fire flashed.

At this time, the faces of Wen Guang and Wen he, who were watching from one side, were changed for the first time, and they also faced up to the teenagers fighting with Wen Shi for the first time.

"It's not easy!" Wen he yelled out. Then he said: "no wonder Wenshi will take the initiative to attack. I'm afraid that both of us will suffer from the speed of the opponent. The most important thing is that there are tools that can block the sword in Wenshi's hand without crushing it."

"Does the weapon in the boy's hand have a spirit? Is he really a contestant And then he said, "the tone is not so simple."

After the collision, they retreated quickly. The cold eyes of Wenshi finally asked, "who are you?" Obviously, this is not just an ordinary inquiry. Although the three words seem simple, the meaning is far from simple.

Leng Wuhen said with a sneer, "I'm just a disciple of yunyezong."

"Yunyezong, you think I will believe you." Wenshi's tone is a little chilly. It's obvious that he won't believe Leng Wuchen's nonsense. How could yunyezong's disciples have such strength? I'm afraid the elder is just like that.

"Believe it or not, I can't see you're too slow." Cold no trace light back sentence."Oh! I just want you to leave a name after you die, arrogant boy Wenshi coldly hit back, the voice fell, also did not see the hidden soul, a stone flow quickly rushed out, shot at the cold traceless body!

"Instant?" Leng Wuhen looks at the stone stream in front of him. It's obvious that it's Shi Po. Shi Po is not uncommon. It's just that Leng Wuhen doesn't meet many people, and his defense is extremely strong.

Today I saw some of them. Leng Wuchen was still a little pleased. Maybe only constant fighting and new things can arouse their interest.

"What Zhao Yunting was surprised to see this scene. It was the first time that he saw that someone could use his soul skills to complete the instant shot! Although I've just heard Jiaren explain it to me, seeing it with my own eyes and hearing it are two different things.

Cold no trace quickly raised his left hand, a jet of black liquid, quickly swallowed the flying stone stream, mouth smile: "instant I can."

Then another black liquid flew out of the palm of Leng Wuchen's hand and flew towards aragonite's body. "Oh With a cold drink, Wenshi's figure quickly moved to the left, avoiding danger. Then the long sword in his hand followed the trend, and a cold awn burst out. The huge sword came straight at the cold traceless face.