Chapter 68 Ji Ping'an: You are late (please read)

Ji Ping'an's voice was very light, limited to this corner. His voice was also very heavy, because the smile of the young woman froze on her face as she spoke it out.

At this time, she was particularly "painted" as if she was really drawn.

"Ha, the young master is really good at joking." The woman did not start a sudden attack, but only narrowed her eyebrows into a line, looked around in a dark way, looking for possible ambush.

Ji Ping'an said:

"Are you related to Pengyuan? Or do you have the same master behind it? Otherwise, I really can't figure out why you came here specifically.

"Revenge? It should not be that the most basic requirement for those who do dirty work is to be hard enough to not be pushed by passion. It seems that you attach great importance to the fact that a genius is strangled in the cradle."

He paused and said, "Or why are there any other reasons?"

The young "woman" repeatedly confirmed that he did not notice the danger.

Although she was confused, her identity had been exposed, so she had no choice. She only heard her grin: "There is no need for the dead to know too much."

Amid the "stinging" sound, a beautiful face suddenly torn apart, revealing the face of the suspect in the file.

The tender white palm stretched under the skirt, took out a short blade with a flashing cold light, infused Lingsu, and rushed towards Ji Ping'an.

Her soul body left her body and took ten steps to the side. Her body arrived instantly. She let the vines pull out the phantom, but she stepped into the air step by step and approached Ji Ping'an on the second floor.

When the two collided, a dazzling Mars exploded, and the green vine broke inch by inch.

"Bang!"

"Reinforcements? Is this your backup?"

It was just a seemingly ordinary thorn, but the sound of the wind was broken. With the short knife as the center, the air around it was compressed, rippling waves spreading, and even making a harsh sound.

The spiritual essence in the body was poured into the arms along the meridians, "Crack"... The pink and white woman's fist swelled, and hard gray hair pierced under her skin, showing the body of the demon clan in part, and smashed it out with one punch.

The restless wind is no longer noisy.

Before she could think, in the eyes of people in the distance, her body flashed and appeared in front of Ji Ping'an, with sharp and dark nails piercing out straight.

With the place where the fist fell as the center, the shield was sunk, making a whine of metal tearing, and then breaking inch by inch.

However, the next second, the smile on her lips suddenly froze because she clearly saw that Ji Ping'an withdrew his gaze and stared at him with a cold gaze.

The green vines filled with Lingsu were as hard as steel whips. In the blink of an eye, the earth chips and stones flew around. The woman's assassin's thin clothes were torn inch by inch, first revealing white and greasy skin, and then showing gray hair that cracked the skin.

The misty earth-yellow light pulled out the tail of a comet behind it, and it was like a rolling wave of air ripples caused by rushing wildly.

She seemed to hear the sound of breaking in her soul, and endless fear emerged in her eyes.

The soul body is invisible and intangible, and it is impossible to perceive unless it is born with spiritual consciousness or has a unique method. It is a kind of magic that is very suitable for assassination.

Use this to move the crowd away and create a path.

One of the people was more crowded, and the twelve Si Chen, led by Wang Xian, formed a sharp knife formation and forced the crowd to break through.

"If you only rely on this little skill, it would not be enough." She shouted, and her eyes suddenly lost their spirit.

"Bang!"

The other one has only one person, and he is a girl with thin figure and messy hair.
Chapter completed!