Chapter 1862： Please enter the urn (1/2)

”Shoo, hoo...”

In the extremely quiet darkness, a series of lightning-fast night stings struck again, barely making any sound.

Feng Yixiu subconsciously dodged, but the calf was still pierced with a poisonous thorn, and the violent toxin began to spread quickly.

However, Feng Yixiu didn't use the Azure Dragon Mark to detoxify immediately, but instead covered the wound with a painful expression.

”Hahaha...Your war spirit is indeed very strong, but it's a pity that it's not the Holy Light Element. You have no chance of winning, so let's give up struggling!”

After seeing Feng Yixiu's injury, Mu En, who had been silent all the time, finally let go of her vigilance.

Feng Yi Xiu frowned slightly, and then slowly closed his eyes, using his sensitive hearing to judge Mu En's approximate position and distance.

The Queen of Thorns did not launch an offensive indiscriminately. Instead, relying on Feng Yixiu's voice to determine the exact location, the airtight thorn vines were arranged around it to prevent another surprise attack.

”Don't attack, wait a minute...”

Just as the Queen of Thorns was preparing to fight back, Feng Yixiu used a wise approach to stop the opponent.

The Queen of Thorns also understood immediately, but she wrapped herself in the Demon Flower of Thorns and quickly sank into the ground.

Feng Yixiu slowly squatted down, then closed his eyes, trying his best to feel the aura flowing around him with thunder and lightning.

Although he couldn't feel the specific location of the Youye Samsara Bat that merged with the darkness, he could feel the location of Mu En on the move!

I saw a humanoid shadow gradually passing through the impenetrable defense of the thorns and vines, and quietly appeared behind Feng Yixiu.

”Reaper cut!”

Mu En's movements were not at all muddle-headed, and now he didn't dare to underestimate the young man in front of him. All he wanted in his heart was to get the opponent's life as soon as possible.

”clang!”

But when Mu En was holding the winning ticket, Feng Yixiu seemed to be opening his eyes behind his back, reaching out with precision and grasping the sharp sickle.

”You finally came in, I've been waiting for you for a long time...” Feng Yixiu slowly turned around and said coldly.

Mu En was shocked, knowing that his power was not Feng Yixiu's opponent, she resolutely gave up the devil war sickle.

But just as Mu En was gradually preparing to turn into a black shadow and flee, she was bounced back by the hard ground.

I saw that the thorny vines, which were still bleak, exudes a holy white light, making the small space shine like daylight.

Now Mu En is full of huge question marks. What the **** is this glowing thorn vine?

And Feng Yixiu is already injured?

But now Feng Yixiu's calf is intact, and there is no sign of injury...

After seeing Mu En's stealth failure, Feng Yixiu said indifferently: ”It seems that I didn't guess wrong. Your dark stealth can only be completed in a dark place...”

Mu En looked at Feng Yixiu's intact calf in surprise, and exclaimed, ”Isn't your kid injured?”

”A mere poisonous thorn can't help me. As you can see, I was injured deliberately, but when the thorns and vines cut off the line of sight, I have completely recovered.” Feng Yixiu smiled slightly, and said indifferently: ”Otherwise I'm really not sure I can keep you...”

Feng Yixiu had full certainty to defeat Mu En, but he did not have full certainty to keep Mu En who was eager to escape.

After all, the difference in strength between the two sides is not very large. If Mu En is determined to escape, Feng Yixiu probably can't stop it...