Xizhao sneered and said, "You underestimate Bingao too much, but you overestimate yourself too." Shen Congliang didn't bother to talk to her. He swung the Wuming Spirit Summoning Fan with his right hand and flew in the opposite direction to her. A perfect arc was drawn in the sky, flying over the sunset again, and falling onto the lake. Facing the injured Xizhao, it was better to avoid him. He was not stupid enough to die with Xizhao, not to mention that with Xizhao's cultivation level, if he really wanted to risk his life, it was not something he, a person who had just reached the fourth level, could provoke. You should know that a skinny camel is bigger than a horse. Xizhao slowly closed her eyes as if accepting her fate. When Shen Congliang flew over her head, he still maintained a high degree of vigilance and deliberately flew high. Even if he had some magic weapon, he should be hurt at such a height. Just when he was about to approach the lake, he heard Xizhao shouting: "If you dare to go down, don't blame me for being cruel." Shen Congliang landed smoothly on the lake with his feet, hesitantly looked at Xizhao, and heard her continue: " Your senior sister should be nearby." Shen Congliang's expression changed, and finally he flashed a hint of ruthlessness. He once again drove the Wuming Spirit Summoning Fan to Xizhao and said, "Then don't blame me for being rude to you." Xizhao looked at the rich purple light emanating from the precious fan in his hand, and chuckled, looking unconcerned, and said, "You can take action." Shen Congliang shook the folding fan, and the purple light was like a sharp blade, slanting He cut it off, Xizhao stretched out his slender jade fingers and easily dissolved it with a wave of his hand. Shen Congliang didn't think that this would hurt her. After all, there was a big gap. Although one was on the fourth level and the other was on the sixth level, they seemed to be almost the same, but in the world of cultivation, it was The insurmountable gap is reflected in the huge differences in speed. What's more, one has just reached the fourth level, and the other has already reached the sixth level. After Shen Congliang waved his fan, he did not hesitate. He rose into the air and attacked from another direction. His whole body was wrapped in lavender light, like a purple balloon, which kept bouncing back and forth on the sunset, like a dragonfly touching water. As soon as he got close to Xizhao's body, he gently swung away and turned to attack from another direction. The body is erratic, like a ghost, always attacking from every unexpected angle to cover up its unpreparedness. This is exactly the performance of speed after practicing the fourth level of cultivation. No matter what kind of exercise you practice, there are nine levels of speed. The first level is as fast as flying, the second level is lightning fast, the third level is flying in the air (with the help of magic weapons), the fourth level is erratic, the fifth level is about the stars, and the third level is about flying. The sixth level stands in the void, the seventh level soars into the clouds and rides on the mist, the eighth level changes shape and form, and the ninth level moves at will (or teleports). Shen Congliang knew very well that he had only reached the fourth level in terms of speed, and there was still a certain gap in the power of his skills with those who had practiced hard to reach the fourth level, so he made up his mind from the beginning to take advantage of the sunset. Injured and unable to move, she used guerrilla warfare to drain her energy. After the fight, Xizhao gradually understood Shen Congliang's purpose. If he continued like this, even if he was not exhausted to death, he would still bleed dry. Seeing Shen Congliang attack again, he waved his left hand, and a bright red light was like a long snake spitting out messages. She shot away, then swayed her body and took two steps to the left. As if she had calculated it well, Shen Congliang dodged towards where she was standing. Suddenly, his right hand stretched out to grab Shen Congliang's precious fan. Shen Congliang felt ecstatic, thinking that even if you have a high level of cultivation and want to touch my fan with your bare hands, you are still looking for a way out. No, she is not stupid. Shen Congliang's head suddenly calmed down in the midst of the electric light. At this time, Xizhao's five fingers were already two inches away from the fan. She saw her fingers suddenly falling down and hitting the five bright calls with her wrist. The handle of the spiritual fan. Two jingle-like sounds sounded in my ears. Before Shen Congliang could withdraw the precious fan, Xizhao turned his wrist, and five fingers had already grasped the fan handle. The red light and purple light intertwined instantly, and the light shone brightly at the same time. Shen Congliang's thoughts changed rapidly, and he wanted to use the same method to deal with Xi Yan. Playing rogue was obviously not advisable. Finally, he gritted his teeth, grabbed the fan with his right hand, and suddenly accelerated his body, his head sank, and he quickly hit Xi Zhao's body. face. Xizhao screamed, obviously not expecting Shen Congliang to make this move. He instinctively pushed forward with his right hand holding the fan on one side of his body. Shen Congliang took advantage of the force and turned over in the air and fell to the ground. He thought it was so dangerous and couldn't help but Looking closely, she could vaguely see the crystal luster on her wrists through the reflection of sunlight. Human skin does not have this kind of reflective effect. It must be something with the same color as her skin, Shen Congliang thought. . "Looking for death." Xizhao looked at Shen Congliang intently. With a flick of her right hand, several rays of cold light shot from her wrist in different directions. Only a few of them were directed at Shen Congliang.Liang, before he could react, he was already there. Only then did he realize that Xizhao was wearing many bracelets on his wrists. The color was the same as human skin. No wonder he didn't notice it just now. Shen Congliang dodged easily, but the next moment, several bracelets made strange snapping sounds, like iron chains biting together to form a chain, but the rings were larger than normal iron rings. In Shen Congliang's astonishment, the connected bracelet flashed red, like a strange red python, moving its head and tail towards Shen Congliang. I saw Xizhao's hands constantly changing positions, and the jade chain composed of bracelets seemed to be alive, wrapping around Shen Congliang's body, closing or separating. When divided, it is like a hidden weapon shooting towards the vital parts of the body; when combined, it is like a long whip rolling up and down. Fortunately, the surface of the fan was relatively large, otherwise Shen Congliang would have suffered a long time ago. Even so, he was very tired. Under Xizhao's relentless attack, he could only parry and had no ability to backhand. It seems that if you are not careful at any time, your life may be decided here. Under such remote control of Zhenqi, Xizhao's body is obviously a bit overwhelmed, and the injured part is dripping with blood. Shen Congliang knew that now it was a matter of willpower. Whoever took one more breath would be favored by the God of Destiny. But Shen Congliang couldn't afford to wait. If the man named Bing Ao rescued the old devil Zhi An, he would be responsible for his own life, not to mention saving his senior sister. At this moment, there was a sound on the water surface and ripples appeared. A young man hugged an old man and stepped onto the lake shore. As soon as the old man landed on the shore, he opened his eyes slightly, took a few breaths of fresh air, and his mood suddenly relaxed a lot. When he turned his eyes and saw Shen Congliang in the sky, he instantly exuded a strong murderous aura. The scheduled release set up yesterday may have been set incorrectly and was not sent out. I didn¡¯t find out until 13:00 last night. I¡¯m really sorry.