Mu Yu stands in Ji ling'er's original position, while Ji ling'er stands in Mu Yu's position.

So at the moment, the target of dozens of purple air awns becomes Ji ling'er.

Such a sudden change, let Ji Ling Er pretty face panic.

Why am I here? What the hell is going on?

But before she had time to think about it, dozens of purple airs rushed to her.

There was nothing she could do. In desperation, she could only bite her teeth and crush a piece of green jade on her chest.

"Wow!"

A cyan protective light shield appeared around her and forced dozens of purple awns to stop.

However, the strong impact of the air waves still overturned Ji ling'er's delicate body to the ground.

Ji ling'er sat on the ground, her eyebrows frowning, her teeth biting, and her eyes glowing with anger.

This boy has such a sinister means, almost let her die.

Damn it!

I begged master Mo for several months to get my blue sky jade.

I didn't expect to waste it like this.

"I'll make you pay!"

Ji ling'er stands up with an angry look and takes out a silk thread wrapped around his waist from his belt.

The color is transparent.

If you don't observe carefully, you can't see clearly.

Ji ling'er waved the silk thread in the air, leaving a tearing hiss in the air.

What the silk thread touches, whether it's the branches around it, or the flowers, plants, rocks and soil, breaks apart in an instant.

The silk thread is sharper than many spirit swords.

"It's tianmeng silk!" The two youths of the Jishi tribe exclaimed.

Tianmeng silk is a spiritual treasure of the Ji clan. It belongs to the seven grade spirit weapon. It was once attached with a sharp array by a master of weapon refining. Even if it is a copper wall and iron wall, it can be easily torn.

And tianmeng silk can be long or short, changeable, and its attack range is so large that it can't be prevented.

When Ji ling'er took out tianmeng silk, the two Ji's teenagers turned up their mouths.

The outcome is now decided.

Ji ling'er holds tianmeng silk, and her self-confidence is bursting. If she wants to, she can tear Mu Yu to pieces.

She deliberately waved tianmeng silk around. After bursts of tearing, everything around her was destroyed.

She felt very comfortable, especially wanted to see Mu Yu's frightened face.

However, let her down, Mu Yu's face is still flat as water, can not see a trace of panic.

"If you don't see the Yellow River and don't shed tears, don't blame me!"

Ji ling'er is impatient and doesn't hesitate any more. He waves tianmeng silk to Mu Yu's body.

Even if it hasn't been drawn to Mu Yu, Mu Yu still feels the terrible power of the silk.

The eyes suddenly turned blue, releasing the eyes of time.

Captured by the eye of time, Ji ling'er's every movement is extremely clear, and the track of silk is completely reflected in Mu Yu's eyes.

"Whew! Whew! Whew... "

Ji ling'er's technique is flexible. Just in an instant, tianmeng silk has been waved dozens of times.

Both Anji and the two Ji teenagers were scared out of their lives for fear that they would be affected.

However, Mu Yu, who is in Ji ling'er's attack range, is just like walking around.

Every time the silk came, Mu Yu's body just moved sideways and avoided.

Let Ji Ling er's dozens of attacks all fail.

Ji ling'er is really impatient and angry. She really can't understand why Mu Yu's reaction speed is so fast that she can avoid her attack every time.