Tian Xuan was watching the two fight in worship. How could he notice her? Xue Chongxiao and Dongfang Wushang were even more unlikely to notice her small actions.

Only Ji Huan looked through the overall situation on the tree and found that Yuan Ying was doing small moves.

She was so anxious that this kind of master's fight, and it was a matter of life to be distracted by a little bit. Why is this woman so mean that she actually wants to attack her?

Damn, if she succeeded in the sneak attack, she would be afraid that Xue Chongxiao would be seriously injured and captured. How could such a proud master bear it?

Ji Huan pointed at Xue Chongxiao with his teeth in the barrier, but unfortunately Xue Chongxiao didn't pay attention to her at all.

She jumped in anxiety, and saw that the woman Yuanying's hand gradually condensed into a thin snow silk like a living creature. I don't know what it was, it was very strange.

Ji Huan was shocked and her body shrank for a moment. For some reason, when she saw this kind of thing, she felt a conditioned reflex fear, as if she felt the pain of the thin filaments drilling into the flesh and blood.

The anger surged rapidly, and she hated this feeling.

This is a naughty person, don’t think of using such despicable means to harm the master.

As soon as his brain heated up, Ji Huan didn't know what he was doing. His hands overlapped in front of his chest, and his index finger and middle finger combined and hit him outward, instantly piercing the barrier.

The body flew out like a feather, and a beam of light emitted from the fingertips, shooting towards Yuanying.

"Ah..." Yuan Ying screamed, her palm almost burned.

"Who is it?" Tian Xuan shouted loudly. When he saw Ji Hua suddenly flying out, he thought it was Xue Chongxiao's accomplice, and hurriedly waved his palm.

Ji Huan was not his opponent. He just felt like a kite and swung his body out sharply, so he was so desperate that he could not die. This direction was exactly the direction of Xue Chongxiao and the others fighting.

Ji Huan's head was hot and immediately became cold. He wailed in his heart, and he was dead. He was accidentally swept the floor by the moves of those two people. He probably was so short that he had no scum.

This time she was wearing it in vain. Can she still return to modern times if she dies?

"Ji Huan? Why are you here?" Dongfang Wushang was shocked. He didn't expect that she would appear here and hurriedly withdraw his hand.

Xue Chongxiao quickly stopped his sword.

Even so, those violent aftermath still affected Ji Huan. She felt her chest turbulent blood squirting out in one mouthful of blood. Her already unstable soul was almost dissipated by the skills of the two of them.

Like a ball of cotton, Ji Huan felt that his body had lost consciousness and his consciousness was light and he gradually left his body.

She was stunned, no, hell, is it true that the soul is out of body?

It’s not that I am really dead, but I will gradually attract the soul!

No, this way of death is too cowardly. She is a dignified Miss Ji Huan. She did not die in the rain of swords, guns and bullets, but was killed by the aftermath of the fight. This is too shameless.

"Oh no, my soul dissipated." Xue Chongxiao was shocked and rushed over quickly, helping Ji Wan up, pressing her palm on her head, and a silver-blue heraldry mark flashed on Ji Wan's head. A thin stream of smoke appeared like a stretched piece of paper, showing from the center, constantly swirling upwards.

Ji Huan felt that the speed of his floating out was slowly being frozen.

When Dongfang Wushang heard the soul dissipation, he shook his whole body, as if he remembered something, his face changed slightly, and he rushed over, pointing his fingertips on the acupoints on the back of Ji Huan's head.

Two forces pulled and dragged her back into her body.

These two powerful forces rushed into Ji Huan's soul, but they gave Ji Huan a severe headache, as if his soul was suddenly crushed and fell to a strange place.
Chapter completed!