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When Xue Yang first met her, she was already a young and beautiful girl in Xue Yang's eyes. Now that the longsword was in his hands, her body released a baleful aura, causing Xue Yang's heart to suddenly feel like he could be trusted. The powerful aura that was being emitted from Bai Xiaohui's body made Xue Yang suddenly have an illusion. He felt that the person sitting in front of him was a peerless expert, who didn't seem like a young woman.

Xue Yang knew that after training the sword techniques to a certain degree, one would be able to see the sword aura, but the white light on Bai Xiaohui's sword was not the sword aura, but the light coming from her own body.

Just as the two of them walked down the stairs, the lights suddenly lit up. The stairs behind them also lit up, as if the two of them were surrounded.

When Xue Yang saw that the two of them were actually surrounded by so many people, he knew that although Ba Song's strength was similar to his, the special characteristic of a Level Master was that he had countless of tricks up his sleeve. Especially Ba Song, who was clearly an outstanding member of the Level Master Level, not only did he manage to learn the most difficult Level Falling Head Technique to level up his Level, he even knew quite a lot of Phantom Repellent Skills, hence he was a bit worried, "Little Hui, it's a little troublesome? Furthermore, it seems like the Hundred Ghosts and these fellows have conflicts, but no one has ever mentioned this to me before! " At this point, Xue Yang's tone was already a little unfriendly.

However, Bai Xiaohui smiled lightly and said: "It's fine, your boss won't cheat you. Protect yourself well, let me go and kill them for a round first!"

With that said, Bai Xiaohui waved the sword in her hand, causing a white light to flash on the sword blade, and it shot out a length of three feet, causing Xue Yang's heart to be filled with joy, this seemed to be the legendary Sword Qi, right? He was becoming more and more curious about Bai Xiaohui, about how amazing her achievement in the sword arts was. Although she had heard that people who had mastered sword arts would have sword qi, Bai Xiaohui was still too young.

There were twenty to thirty undead flying in the air, and the black magic in their hands were already prepared. Seeing that Bai Xiaohui seemed to be about to take the initiative and attack, someone shouted loudly and dozens of undead hands clashed, causing a black light to fly towards Bai Xiaohui.

Bai Xiaohui let out a cold laugh, she was not flustered at all. The long sword danced around his body and released a mass of sword aura that protected his entire body.

Bai Xiaohui used her hand to hold onto her sword, and shouted towards the people of undead race: "So I have fought with you undead before, at that time, you dead spirits were quite troublesome, I never thought that your strengths were so weak, I want you all to see what a true expert is!"

Hearing Bai Xiaohui's words, Xue Yang couldn't help but raise a big big thumb towards this young man in her heart, but she was a little doubtful about her words. She was only nineteen, and didn't seem to have ever left her hometown, so how could she have fought with the undead race before.

At this time, Sir Wei Lian walked out from behind his own clansmen, and sneered at Bai Xiaohui: "Little miss, you speak so arrogantly, I've heard that you two Chinese warriors are extremely strong, but now you two are surrounded by more than 80 of us, I want to see what abilities you two have to escape!"

Xue Yang took the chance to talk with the two of them and stealthily raised his hand. The Dragon Fist transformed into a stream of air and shot out nine streaks of silver light, which instantly turned into something substantial, and directly shot out, and reached the bodies of the flying undead spirits. Although these undead spirits did not have a corporeal form, Xue Yang's silver light was infused with cyan colored Astral Arts True Qi, and as the silver light entered the undead race's body, it was like hot needles entering oil.

When Xue Yang came to the undead race yesterday, he easily killed one of the dead spirits and left. At that time, he thought that the dead spirit he killed was just a bit weaker than the rest, and now that nine streaks of silver light had come out, he had actually killed four dead spirits in one go.

However, thinking about it, it was also normal. In China, once one's own Dragon Fist was used, who would be able to compete with others in the world!

Originally, Wei Lian did not think much of Xue Yang. Last night, although Xue Yang had killed one of their clansmen, in his opinion, it was only because he was currently conversing with the mysterious person and could not go out to let Xue Yang succeed in his sneak attack. From his point of view, one was Xue Yang while the other was Bai Xiaohui. The two of them were young men who were around twenty years of age, and they simply could not match up to him, his many clansmen, combined with An Deli and Ba Song's strength.

But when his own group of ten or so clan members released their magic attacks together, they did not harm Bai Xiaohui, and the silver light that Xue Yang had released had caused his own clan members to be severely injured, which left him with no choice but to take note of these two people.

Wei Lian shouted to Ba Song who was behind Xue Yang: "Ba Song, why aren't you attacking?"

Ba Song knew Xue Yang's strength, so when he was conversing with Wei Lian and the rest of the undead race, he repeatedly emphasized not to underestimate Xue Yang, but he was actually scolded by Wei Lian as cowardly as a mouse. Thus, the two of them intentionally made Wei Lian accept a lesson just now.

In their view, the undead race s of the Mi Nation, who had been trapped in this area for so many years, were a little arrogant and conceited. Since the two of them came to the undead race, they did not have good expressions on their faces and the undead race believed that if Xue Yang dared to clash with them, he would definitely be able to kill Xue Yang easily.

But even Ba Song and An Deli did not expect that Bai Xiaohui, who came to the undead race with Xue Yang, was also such an expert. Although he did not kill the Undead People yet, when his longsword moved to block the magical attacks from the dozen or so Undead People s, she was able to display her strength.

But since the two of them were at's territory, they were guests. Since Sir Wei Lian had said so, Ba Song could only chant an incantation and command his little demon to charge towards Xue Yang. At the same time, An Deli also let out a wild roar, and charged towards Bai Xiaohui together with her three clansmen.

Bai Xiaohui said to Xue Yang: "Xue Yang, you must be careful, I'll deal with these little wolves first!"

Xue Yang nodded. "Okay, don't worry!"

An Deli shrugged helplessly, "It's not the full moon today, how can I change?"

If it was a full moon night, An Deli could transform into a Blood Wolf on his body and become powerful, but the characteristics of the werewolf s had determined that they could not control their transformations. When the werewolf stole the hidden blood, it was also because she wanted to be able to absorb it and fuse it with her own bloodline in order to be able to control the time of her transformation.

The longsword in Bai Xiaohui's hand released a ray of sword light, and rushed towards An Deli and the others. An Deli roared, her legs suddenly stopped on the ground as she pounced towards Bai Xiaohui like a wolf.