Chapter 1265 Genius Female Swordsman VS "Feng Yue" Sword God (41)

Leng Su's cheat was too powerful, Feng Qingcheng could only watch the distance between them getting bigger and bigger.

She hadn't even taken a few steps when she was affected by Yang Ming's self-explosion...

Although Yang Ming's self-explosion was suppressed to the lowest point because he was in Jianshan, Feng Qingcheng and Yang Ming were too close.

Facing the energy pressure from behind, Feng Qingcheng's eyes flashed with obvious hatred, and she looked at Leng Su's departing back with gnashing teeth.

"Bitch!"

Indeed, if Leng Su hadn't exposed him, Yang Ming would definitely die inexplicably under her calculations.

Unexpectedly, now she has been implicated.

If she had known this earlier, she would have completely absorbed the last bit of cultivation and blood essence from Yang Ming in that maze.

"Bang!"

"Puff!"

Yang Ming's body exploded, and a powerful energy spread out in all directions.

Feng Qingcheng was the closest to Yang Ming, so it was naturally a tragedy.

A mouthful of hot blood spurted out of her mouth, and her delicate body was knocked to the ground by the energy, and continued to roll down the stairs.

"Bang, bang, bang."

After escaping to a safe area, Leng Su looked back at Feng Qingcheng below.

Seeing her body rolling down like a ball, Leng Su smiled proudly.

"Junior sister Qingcheng, I didn't expect you to have such a special hobby."

"Junior sister Qingcheng, have fun. I am weak, so I won't stay with you for long."

Seeing Feng Qingcheng gritting her teeth and wanting to kill her, Leng Su was very happy and excited.

You did bad things before and let that fire phoenix burn my grandmother. Now it's all right, you're getting your retribution.

Seeing that the front was halfway up the mountain, Leng Su hesitated for a moment. In order to avoid reaching the top of the mountain too early and causing Feng Yue's suspicion, she chose to walk down the steps and wander around.

On this sword mountain, except for the endless staircase they walked on earlier, there was no grass growing on the surrounding mountain walls, and countless sword handles were inserted.

Looking at the various and novel sword handles, Leng Su couldn't help but curiously reached out and touched them.

These sword handles were quite strange. Some were cold to the touch, some were hot to the touch, and some were very heavy to the touch...

Each sword seemed to have its own characteristics and looked very good.

Facing Leng Su's touch, the swords actually resisted until the black vortex appeared in Leng Su's smooth and white palm.

In an instant, the swords that were still trembling and ready to fight just now became quiet.

Leng Su's hand was like a prodigal son in the flowers. No matter which sword she passed by, she would touch it and flirt with it before stopping.

After a rough glance at these swords, Leng Su pouted her lips in boredom and left this place.

Yes, although those swords seem to be powerful, they are actually very ordinary.

They are just some spiritual swords with attributes, not even half-immortal swords, not even as good as the "Fengyue Divine Sword" in Feng Yue's hand, not to mention the strange swords in her space.

Thinking of this, Leng Su's eyes suddenly lit up, and she took out a sword she often used from her space.

"Zhengzhengzheng!"

"Zhengzhengzheng!"

"Zhengzhengzheng!"

As soon as the black sword came out of the space, the swords on the entire sword mountain began to tremble, as if they were terrified, afraid, and... surrender?