When Ye Feng saw Tang Xue's sword coming to him, he didn't dodge. Instead, he had a soft look in his eyes, which was not like the magic touch. However, Tang Xue's face didn't change, as if it were like a machine, without any feelings.

"Shua!" The voice of a flying sword entering the flesh, Tang Xue's flying sword stabbed a pair of clothes directly on Ye Feng's chest, the latter seemed to wake up suddenly, the red awns in his eyes were gone, which was full of unbelief, murmured: "you Are you going to kill me? "

Tang Xue's face still hasn't changed. She moves her wrists lightly. She...