The Heroine, She Has a Prosperous Beauty

Leng Su's cheating was so outrageous that Feng Qingcheng could only watch as the distance between the two grew wider and wider.

And she wasn't even able to take a few steps before she was affected by Yang Ming's self-destruction...

Although Yang Ming's self-destruction was suppressed to the lowest point because of being in Jianshan, the distance between Feng Qingcheng and Yang Ming was unfortunately too close.

Facing the energy pressure coming from behind, Feng Qingcheng's eyes flashed with obvious hatred, and she looked at Leng Su's leaving figure above with gritted teeth.

"Bitch!"

Indeed, if Leng Su hadn't exposed it, Yang Ming would have definitely died under her scheme.

Unexpectedly, now it has even affected her.

If she had known this, she would have sucked every last trace of Yang Ming's cultivation and essence and blood in that maze.

"boom!"

"puff!"

Yang Ming's body exploded, and a powerful energy spread around.

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

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

"Bang bang bang."

After escaping to a safe area, Leng Su turned back and looked 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, you are having fun. Senior sister, I am weak, so I won't stay with you any longer."

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

I let you do bad things before and let that flaming phoenix burn my aunt. Now you are fine and you have received retribution.

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

On the Sword Mountain, except for the endless stairs they walked before, the surrounding mountain walls were completely barren, with countless sword hilts stuck in them.

Looking at the various types of sword hilts with novel designs, Leng Su couldn't help but curiously reached out and touched them.

These sword hilts are quite strange. Some are cold to the touch, some are hot to the touch, and some feel very heavy...

Each sword seems to have its own characteristics, and they all look 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 sword that was still trembling just now and looked like it was ready to fight fell silent.

Leng Su's hands were like those of a prodigal among the flowers. No matter which sword she passed by, she would touch it and touch it lightly before letting it go.

His eyes briefly scanned the swords, and after touching them, Leng Su curled his lips in boredom and left the place.

Yes, although those swords look powerful, they are actually very average.

But they are just some spiritual swords with attributes. They are not even half-immortal swords. They are not even comparable to the "Feng Yue Divine Sword" in Feng Yue's hand, let alone those strange swords in her space. .

Thinking of this, Leng Su's eyes suddenly lit up and he 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 frightened, afraid, or...surrendering?