A strong sense of humiliation surged into Hua Gui's heart. She had never been defeated by a single look since she obtained the Ye Wen. However, she knew very well that that woman was not something she could afford, so she recognized it.

But you! Why should you, a little girl who has not grown all her hair yet come to challenge me?

An unknown flame burned in her heart. The flower ghost stared at the silver-haired girl in front of her, and the leaves on her calf flashed.

The clouds made of red rose petals appeared again, curling towards the silver-haired girl like a storm.

"Be careful!" Ji Qianming shouted.

He knew the power of this petal cloud the most, and it was enough to cut the armor in an instant. If he was hit on the front, he would probably be cut into meat in an instant.

The young woman raised her eyebrows and looked at the nervous Ji Qianming slightly, with a smile flashing in her eyes.

The silver-haired girl paused when she heard this, and then a white light flashed out from her collarbone. She stomped her right foot and a thick icicle stabbed directly from the ground, freezing most of the red clouds.

Sure enough, it was related to ice. The brows were frowning under the Hua Ghost mask. The ice-type ability was her natural enemy. I had to do my best in this battle.

The remaining red clouds instantly divided into three strands, turning into three red swords and stabbed the silver-haired girl from three different directions. The angle was extremely tricky, and in an instant, all the girl's retreat was blocked!

The silver-haired girl was not panicked at all on her delicate face. She stretched out her right hand and pulled out a snow-white sword from the void and waved it gently.

I saw a crystal clear frost dragon flying out of the sword body, and its long body wrapped around the silver-haired girl's body. Three red clouds knocked down the ice dragon's body but there was no trace of it.

The body of the Frost Dragon shook, and a stream of white frost began to spread above the red clouds. The cutting speed of the red clouds could be seen to the naked eye, and it froze to ice after a few breaths.

"What is this method?" The flower ghost looked at the Frost Dragon with shock. She had never heard of any elemental ability person who could visualize a living thing!

"Frost Creation." In the strong wind, the girl held a snow-white sword in her hand, her silver hair drifting in the wind, and she spoke faintly.

Ji Qianming was stunned. Hua Gui is a third-level ability person. This mysterious girl actually has the advantage. In other words, this seemingly weak girl is actually a third-level ability person.

"Frost Creation..." Hua Gui murmured to himself, then suddenly thought of something, and looked at the young woman standing next to him with shock in her eyes.

"I understand! You, you are..."

drop!

At this moment, the walkie-talkie on Hua Gui's waist suddenly lit up, and a panicked male voice came.

"Master Huagui! A young man with glasses and a wooden box was in the back of the front door of the first floor. He said he was coming to find his junior. We couldn't stop him at all. He had already reached the sixth floor all the way!"

Hua Gui can no longer listen to what the intercom is saying at this moment. She is already ashamed, and her eyes under the mask are full of despair.

The young woman looked at Ji Qianming with a smile and said, "You Gou Chen people are here to find you."

Ji Qianming's eyes lit up, and finally waited, and it sounded like this senior seemed to be extremely brave.

"Boss! Have you heard that Gou Chen's people are here!"

Zhang Fan nodded absent-mindedly, his eyes kept circulating between the young woman and the silver-haired girl, not knowing what he was thinking.

The silver-haired girl frowned slightly, and the tip of the sword in her hand pointed at the despairing flower ghost, and said, "Why don't you fight?"

"Fight?" Hua Gui laughed at himself and pointed at the young woman, "Even if I can beat you, can I still beat her? What's the difference between whether to hit or not?"

The silver-haired girl was about to say something, but the leaves on the calves in front of her suddenly lit up.

Bang!

With a light sound, the flower ghost turned into a ball of rose petals and burst out, rolling out along the strong wind.

"Qi Xue, she is about to escape." The young woman quietly looked at the flower ghost who turned into petals and spoke slowly.

In fact, before the young woman could speak, the silver-haired girl's eyes sterned, and then the petals that were swept away by the strong wind jumped downstairs!

"Wait! This is the fiftieth floor!" Ji Qianming was shocked when he saw the girl jumping off the building.

The young woman said slowly: "Don't worry, she won't have any trouble."

Outside the building, the wind was howling.

A ball of red clouds rushed down along the outer surface of the vertical tall building. A girl holding a long sword behind her was tightly attached to the back. Whenever the girl stepped on the vertical glass surface, a small piece of ice would condense under her feet to stabilize her body.

The strong wind blew her silver hair like a white cloud along the vertical glass. The two figures were running at high speed on the glass, and the gap between the two was decreasing rapidly.

"Huh?" Next to the window on the thirty-sixth floor, a young man with glasses carrying a wooden box stepped over the thug's body. Suddenly, two figures were seen at the corner of his eyes and a trace of doubt flashed across his white face.

"You can't let her escape anymore. You will be discovered if you are too close to the ground. You must fight quickly." The silver-haired girl frowned, and Ye Wen on her collarbone suddenly shone brightly.

The girl drew a white circle in front of her with a long sword in her hand. With a light shout, a white beam of light shot out from the circle, and was extremely fast!

In an instant, the red cloud was swallowed by a huge white light column, and a rose among the thick icicles was extremely strange under the sun.

The silver-haired girl's movements did not stop at all. She stepped on the glass with one foot, and rushed towards the huge icicles like a meteor. The snow-white long sword in her hand slashed out several times in an instant, and then stood steadily on the vertical glass.

Ding Ding Ding!

Several sword marks slashed, and the huge icicles exploded and turned into small pieces of broken ice. As the wind slowly drifted downward, the rose red clouds turned directly into dust and disappeared.

"Huh? Why are there snowflakes in this summer?" A pedestrian on the street touched his face and said in confusion.

"It's up to you, maybe it's someone else's air conditioning water."

The pedestrian looked up at the sky. A huge sun hung above the blue sky, scorching the earth.

On the high building that he had never noticed, the girl quietly looked at the falling ice crystals, dissipated the long sword in her hand, and a silver hair gently brushed her face in the wind.

She turned around and left.

Fifty floors.

"I'm going inside, this is too fierce!" Ji Qianming was shocked when he witnessed the entire process of the silver-haired girl slashing the flower ghost with a sword.

Is this the world of third-level abilities? Compared to them, I am simply a little sheep.

The girl jumped in gently from outside the window, looking at Ji Qianming with admiration, her face flushed over. She was about to say something, but the electronic sound of the elevator suddenly came from a distance.

Dingdong!

The elevator door slowly opened, and the young man with glasses looked around, frowned slightly in one direction, hesitated for a moment, walked straight away.

"Qingya? It's you?" The young woman said in surprise when she saw the young man walking out of the corridor.

The young man was stunned. After seeing the young woman clearly, his face was full of surprise, and then he saluted respectfully to the young woman.
Chapter completed!