章 810: The Tortured Leng Xing (3)

"You're capable of bullying the weak?" Leng Ruoxue didn't want to argue with him. She only wanted to teach him a good lesson, so after attracting Leng Xing's attention, the mystic techniques in her hand didn't stop. Red, light blue, and cyan mystic techniques were used alternately, attacking Leng Xing non-stop…

"Damn it, you pervert!" Leng Xing was very depressed. He could only defend non-stop and had no chance to retaliate at all. Moreover, the few beasts that were eyeing him covetously would ambush him for no reason. Therefore, not only did he have to defend against Leng Ruoxue's attack, but he also had to divert his attention to stare at the few annoying little beasts!

"Leng Xing, today I'll let you taste the power of my Meteor Sword Technique." Leng Ruoxue thought for a moment, and a sword with a cold light appeared in her hand.