What should I do?

She can't. She can't.

She is not competent enough.

After the failure, Feng Mo Chen gasps and looks at the night when he is still struggling with rattan leaves on the bridge. He hardly gets to the middle of the bridge, and almost entangles with rattan leaves in the same place.

Seeing this, Feng Mochen was more anxious.

It's almost dawn.

There is not enough time.

If you can't summon the unicorn sword again, the wooden bridge won't be able to pass.

Feng Mo Chen looked at the night from the brake and rattan taste tear wrapped, his action also become slow up, if a little careless will be rattan leaves wrapped, she clenched her lips, can't wait to die.

We must summon the Qilin sword to break the old ghost's troubles.

After making up her mind, she decided to try again. This time, she must succeed. Thinking of success, she closed her eyes. She didn't want to be disturbed by the scene and object in front of her. She just calmed down to recite the unicorn sword. The idea of getting it immediately was very strong, almost like calling through the soul.

On this side, Ye Li Cha cut off the tangled vines continuously, and immediately they tangled up again, as if they could not be cut down completely, which made him very angry. No matter how agile he was, he would always be a man, and his physical strength would become slow after a long time.

But he can't break the old devil's game. How can his highness ask what he wants?

When he thought of this, he took off in the air and flew high. He lost the life-saving sword in his sleeve. Life-saving was not suitable for close combat. So when he took off, he took out the hidden soft sword from his waist.

Shua, the sword shakes straight, Shua several times, the action is quick and fast, directly cut off the vine leaves, and want to pick up the root of the vine, and then destroy it.

Can rattan leaf unexpectedly also can detect his movement, unexpectedly a gush but go up, don't give him to have this opportunity.

The old ghost, who was watching on one side, pulled out a smile of disdain on his cold and vigorous face.

Do you think you can cut the vine leaves like this?

It's fantastic.

Fengmochen's face was covered with sweat because he called Qilin sword. It took too much effort. However, it seems that the unicorn sword is too far away. She just vaguely feels its breath.

She's not good enough to call it.

When she opened her eyes and gasped, she saw more and more rattan leaves on the wooden bridge swarming towards the night brake. Seeing this, she turned pale.

She was afraid that he would not be able to fight these evil things.

Although the rattan leaf is fierce, it is still suppressed by the night brake. Nevertheless, the night brake is also powerful. When he is not satisfied, he is rubbed by the rattan leaf on his left leg. When he is rubbed by the rattan leaf, the burning pain makes the night brake move slowly.

Seeing the dense vine leaves, seeing that he was injured, and smelling the clamour of blood, they became more excited, immediately more, and came directly to the night brake.

Seeing this, Feng Mo Chen was scared to death. She didn't know where the strength came from. Her eyes turned red and her fingers clenched. Her mind and body resonated.

She gave a cry, and immediately called: "Qilin sword..."

It fell.

There was a flash of lightning in the sky, thunder and lightning, and a kylin song came down from the sky.

With a crash, a unicorn came down from the sky and fell directly into the hands of Feng Mo Chen. Unicorn Yin was still clamouring, as if he had broken his soul.

And this kind of phenomenon, the old ghost sitting in the wheelchair was scared, and she was shocked to see that fengmochen had a broken sword in her hand. Then she cut the rattan leaves on the wooden bridge, and the silver light flashed, and the rattan leaves gave out a squeaky cry.