The Insane and Good-For-Nothing Madam

Feng Ruchu shouted, "Floating light!"

Immediately, a long white silk came out from the blade of the fingertip, and put an S-shaped protective shield around Feng Ruchu.

The dozens of cold murderous blades were all shattered when they hit the protective cover, and even the ice light was broken.

Feng Mo'er was stunned!

She is a spiritualist in the Nascent Soul Stage!

That sword, obviously used 90% of the spiritual power, and it was bound to shatter Feng Ruchu's body.

how come……

Just when she was stunned for a moment.

Feng Ruchu screamed again: "Tack!"

Fu Guang immediately turned from the graceful s-shaped figure to straight lines, and flew directly towards Feng Mo'er.

Feng Mo'er reacted quickly, and quickly summoned a water shield as a defense.

The buoyant material was so tough that it broke through the water shield with a head and directly wound around her body, tying her hands into knots.

Feng Mo'er was mad, struggling desperately, but couldn't get rid of it. She could only curse in anger, "Feng Ruchu, you bitch, you have the ability to compete with me with real swords and guns. What is it that Ling trapped me, be careful that I smash it into pieces with one sword!"

Fu Guang was scolded as a broken white silk, so he slapped Feng Moer's face with its hanging tail.

Feng Mo'er was shocked...

She... She was slapped by a white silk? !

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Feng Ruchu slowly walked to Feng Moer's side, looked at her condescendingly, and sneered: "I said, if you don't want to kill someone too cruel, who told you to ask for hardship? You can't even look at me. Go down..."

Fu Guang shook his knotted tail quite cooperatively.

"Feng Ruchu, do you think that if my hands are trapped, I can't do anything with you?" As he said, he suddenly raised his leg and kicked him up.

Feng Ruchu bent back subconsciously and dodged the blow dangerously. Even so, her hair hanging on the side of her ears was cut off by a delicate and sharp dagger on Feng Moer's embroidered shoes.

The hair fell into a pool of black water instantly.

"Feng Mo'er, how dare you use a hidden weapon!" There was poison on the hidden weapon!

"You can use your fingertip blade, why can't I?" Feng Mo'er is worthy of being a spiritualist in the Yuan Ying stage. Even if her hands are tied, she can only prevent her from casting spells, but there is no loss in her spirit.

Feng Mo'er gathered all his spiritual energy on the tiptoe dagger, and stabbed at Feng Ruchu's vitals, step by step fiercely and deadly.

Feng Ruchu kept dodging, the blade was poisoned, and once it cut the skin, the consequences would be disastrous.

She couldn't take down the floating light and turn it into a cold ice blade for a while, otherwise she would use the dagger under her feet with a trick, it would be difficult to overcome.

In desperation, she thought of her soul gathering bag, and also collecting some unsurpassed souls in the lotus pond.

As Feng Ruchu dodged the poison blade, he pulled out a talisman from his cuff, bit his **** fiercely, quickly drew a blood talisman, and yelled: "Devil star evil spirit, ancient cave spirit, look up, Bow your heads and listen together, and give orders and order me to execute them."

"go with!"

In an instant, a cold and yin wind blew by, and the talisman rushed towards Feng Mo'er with the evil resentment.

Feng Moer hadn't seen Feng Ruchu use the talisman at first, and sneered: "I just came out of the white silk, and then the waste paper, Feng Ruchu, can come to light the tabletop...Puff..."

Before she finished speaking, Feng Mo'er felt his chest feel tight, and the primordial spirit "swayed", and his spiritual power was shaken, and a mouthful of blood came out.