Under the desolate moonlight, a mysterious atmosphere is shrouded in it.

The woman who appears inexplicably brings inexplicable murderous intent.

"It will not do you any good for provoking me." Chen Feiyu waved his hand, raised his sleeves slightly, and a strong wind swept across the world: "Are you afraid that I will kill you when you come to see me alone?"

"Death is just the beginning of another journey, why am I afraid of?" Sharma said contemptuously: "What's more, with your strength, you are not my opponent."

"Confident women will be full of charm, but conceited women will make people laugh." Chen Feiyu said contemptuously, but he did not dare to be careless in his heart. His right hand had already been pinched into a sword finger.

"You will know immediately if you are confident or conceited." Sharma looked up at the moon and saw the bright moon shining, and said, "The moonlight is very beautiful tonight. It is not in vain for you to die under the bright moon."

"You can't kill me." Chen Feiyu shook his head and smiled: "Your martial arts realm is higher than mine, but in my hands, I have killed many "mid-stage" strong men. Your threat is pale and powerless to me."

"I am the Saint of India. Don't compare those ordinary 'mid-stage' warriors with me." Sharma stretched out three slender jade fingers and said, "If you can take me three moves and never die, you will have the chance to see tomorrow's sun."

"Ha!" Chen Feiyu chuckled, and his fighting spirit suddenly rose: "Then I can only wait for your master's tricks."

"I don't know if your strength can match your courage."

As soon as Sharma finished speaking, she saw her wrists intertwined on her chest, and her figure danced gracefully, like a graceful butterfly, making her mind sway.

On her white wrists, she carried two strings of hand bells, dancing with her, making a crisp sound of "ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding

Chen Feiyu keenly realized that he was affected by the ringtone, and his mind was a little dazed.

It was a mental attack!

At this once-in-a-lifetime moment, Sharma took action!

Her eyes were murderous intent. Under the cover of the soul-catching ringtone, the fragrant wind flashed. She had already arrived in front of Chen Feiyu, and her palm condensed the power of collapsed sky and slammed into Chen Feiyu's heart!

"You are a beauty, why are you so cruel?"

Suddenly, Chen Feiyu's eyes returned to clearness and made a move like lightning. He held Sharma's slender wrists, and felt that the tentacles were smooth and he was constantly circulating his true energy to dissolve the internal energy in Sharma's hands.

A hint of surprise flashed in Sharma's eyes, but she was not afraid at all. She immediately shook Chen Feiyu's right hand, jumped back, and said, "The Western Holy See has opened a bargaining chip that I can't refuse. Killing you will have many benefits to Tianzhu, so I can only kill you."

"You are destined to be disappointed." Chen Feiyu bent his fingers and bounced, and three sharp sword auras burst out under the moonlight and attacked Sharma.

"You can return to normal so quickly. It seems that the rumors are true. Your mental power is very strong and can offset my ringtone. Unfortunately, my 'Tianxuan Fanyin' is not just a mental attack." Sharma's cold voice came, standing there without dodging or dodging.

Just as three sword energy hit two meters in front of her, the ringtone turned into an invisible sound wave, blocking the sword energy.

Chen Feiyu sneered, stepped forward, ready to attack again.

Suddenly, the scene in front of me suddenly changed!

I saw that for some reason he was standing on the shore. In front of him was no longer the lawn of the villa, but a wide and turbulent river. Sharma stood on the river with his feet naked, and lotus flowers were blooming under his feet, like the rumored goddess, holy and elegant.

Chen Feiyu immediately stopped, and his eyes flashed with surprise. He subconsciously thought he had traveled through time again, but then he realized that with Sharma's "mid-stage legend" strength, he would definitely not be able to do such a magical thing. A flash of inspiration in his mind: "Is this an illusion?"

"You are very smart and can see through it at a glance. This is an illusion." Sharma chuckled, raised his bare hands slightly, and the ringtone rang, and several water swords condensed on the water surface, pointing at Chen Feiyu.

This was the first time Chen Feiyu was pulled into a illusion. Not only did he not fear, he looked around with interest: "It's amazing, how did you do it?"

"This is the magical thing about my Tianzhu Sect's 'Tianxuan Fanyin'. Unfortunately, I only practiced to the fifth level, which can only make people hallucinate. If I can practice to the ninth level, I can directly enter your consciousness and kill your mind." Sharma looked calm and could not see any pride. This shows that she is smart and said, "Now you are in an illusion, life and death are in my control, and it is still time to surrender."

"Do you, I'll come and see what's the best in you, the youngest man in India!" Chen Feiyu's fighting spirit became even higher, and his fingers condensed into a "slaying sword" and jumped up on the shore and attacked Sharma.

"In the illusion I created, you are no match for me." Sharma chuckled, and several water swords behind him shot at Chen Feiyu.

Chen Feiyu swung his sword, and the violent aura of the "Slaying Sword" was thriving, and the water sword suddenly turned into nothingness.

Immediately afterwards, Chen Feiyu was inexhaustible and relied on the power of the "Sword of Killing Man", rushed towards Sharma.

Sharma kept retreating backwards on the water surface, and lived a lotus in one step, and was filled with beauty and elegance.

As she retreated, her white wrist slightly raised, and the sound of the soul-catching ringtone came again, constantly impacting Chen Feiyu's mind.

Chen Feiyu had already been on guard and released his mental power to offset the sound of the soul-catching ringtone, and his mental power continued to attack Sharma.

In an instant, Sharma's expression stagnated, as if he was attacked by his mental power. His retreating momentum stopped and he stood blankly on the lotus on the water surface.

The next moment, Chen Feiyu's "Slaying Sword" had pierced Sharma's heart.

"wrong!"

Not only did Chen Feiyu not have the pleasure of killing the enemy, but he looked surprised, because there was no feeling of a sharp sword piercing into the human body at the beginning.

Suddenly, a sense of crisis suddenly arose in his heart, and he immediately turned around and waved his sword across.

With a "ding" sound, a sword energy that appeared out of thin air hit the "Slaying Sword", and the violent energy of the "Slaying Sword" disappeared invisibly.

"What a quick reaction."

At some point, Sharma's figure had appeared on the shore, but Sharma, who was killed by Chen Feiyu, disappeared and turned into an invisible state.

Chen Feiyu activates his internal strength and stands firmly on the water surface, praising him: "What a powerful illusion, lifelike, even I was almost deceived."

"At this point, you still have the heart to praise you. Could it be that you are not afraid of dying in the illusion?" Sharma asked curiously.

Chen Feiyu held his head up and said confidently: "One person and one sword is enough to break this illusion, so why fear it?"

"Are you Chinese as arrogant and stupid as you? Overestimating your strength is the beginning of your defeat." Sharma said lightly: "Three moves have passed, you have won the opportunity to see the sun tomorrow. Next time you meet, you will die in my illusion."

As soon as she finished speaking, Chen Feiyu's environment changed again and he was already outside the villa again.

And Sharma has disappeared from its original place, with a vague and mysterious trace.
Chapter completed!