It can't be delayed any longer.

Chen Le felt that according to this situation, Lu Heng would definitely not be able to bear it first.

He didn't understand.

The white-faced ghost is such a graceful and full woman, how can she be so durable.

Lu Heng's punch might be able to directly beat him halfway through, but the white-faced ghost was still standing after receiving so many punches.

Hell, is this still a woman.

Chen Le didn't dare to act rashly, and if he was accidentally scraped into the battle circle between the two, he would easily be crushed by the murderous aura of the two.

He can't be in a hurry, he must be like a hunter, lurking in the dark, quietly waiting for the opportunity to pursue his prey.

In fact, there is one of the biggest worries in his heart, but at present, even the white-faced ghost can't solve it, and he has no energy to care about the other worry that he doesn't know whether it's true or not.

On the battlefield over there, the fierce battle between the white-faced ghost and Lu Heng continued.

The sand and dust in the sky are flying, and the wood is broken and the branches are broken.

There were countless large and small pits left on the ground, and it was impossible to tell whether it was Lu Heng or the white-faced ghost.

I only saw the huge fist shadow in the sky, and the figure of the white-faced ghost stained red with blood, constantly changing in the center of the battlefield in the distance.

After another loud "boom", Lu Heng's punch with all his strength once again slammed the white-faced ghost to the ground, bringing up a round of sand and dust that spread outward.

Suddenly another big hole was added to the ground.

On the surface, it seems that Lu Heng has the advantage, but his face is not very good.

Although he had already become blue, his whole body was blue, but now his face was even greener, and his breathing was getting heavier and heavier, and he was a little panting.

After the ghoul transformation, it can greatly strengthen the physical toughness, patience, and physical indicators of the ghost clan, even so, Lu Heng is a little out of breath.

It can be seen that fighting against white-faced ghosts, even if they are not fully white-faced ghosts, also brings him tremendous pressure.

On the other hand, the white-faced ghost is actually not very comfortable.

At first glance, she looked at Lu Heng lightly, with an understated look, and said with a very graceful smile, "It seems that the forbidden medicine and the ghoul will not last long." ”

But that's just on the surface.

Chen Le found that the white-faced ghost had revealed a flaw, and one of the most obvious features was that when she got up again, her head shook for a moment.

She was a little dizzy.

This is a symptom of excessive blood loss.

Even if the body of the ghost clan is extremely strong, the white-faced ghost has gone through several battles this night, suffered so many injuries, and lost so much blood, and now she is finally starting to show fatigue on her.

Here's a chance!

There's a good chance!

Lu Heng is dying, but the white-faced ghost should be the same, and her body can't hold it.

In the final analysis, it is the flesh of women after all, and they are inherently inferior to men in terms of physical combat.

Lu Heng stared at the white-faced ghost and didn't speak.

After taking another big breath, he let out a loud roar of "Drink" and pounced on the white-faced ghost.

It was another crazy attack that didn't want to die, as if he had made up his mind to pull the white-faced ghost into the water if he died.

This is also the reason why white-faced ghosts are difficult to parry.

It wasn't easy for her to stop someone who had generously died.

In the midst of that stormy attack, Lu Heng also found out.

"I really don't have much time, but how long can you last, after so many injuries, your qi is a lot weaker. ”

"Don't worry, I'll kill you right away!"

That being said, the white-faced ghost still couldn't find any chance to fight back from the other party's raindrops of fists.

At the same time, Chen Le also quietly adjusted his position.

"Landslide Fist!"

I saw that in a gap, Lu Hengmeng's tower took a step forward, and a wave of boxing slammed in.

The fragile body of the white-faced ghost was like a page of floating leaves in the wind and rain, and it was violently blown away.

The white-faced ghost couldn't withstand the whistling punch at all, and flew straight backwards.

"The best chance is now!"

The white-faced ghost's retreating body flew straight from the front, and it was about to fly in front of Chen Le's carefully selected position and smash into the mountain rock behind him.

It's too late, it's too soon.

Chen Le tried his best to use the Qi Soul to the limit, rushing out of the shadows of the trees.

In the golden eyes, the light of the clock is in full bloom.

The murderous aura on his body condensed at the tip of the sword, and with one step, the long sword cut through the moonlight, and slashed a horizontal brilliant trajectory in midair.

That seemingly unpretentious sword, but it seems to condense more than a dozen sword skills, a sword draws, destroys the withered and decayed, overcomes thorns and thorns, gathers thousands of brilliance in one point, as if all the moonlight is also gathered in the sword body, the world is bleak, only the sword light.

"God broken!"

It seems to be about to cut people in half.

It's just that, at that moment, I saw the white-faced ghost, whose body was stagnant, and made a 360-degree backflip in mid-air, the whole person spun upside down in the air, and the lower body turned upside down, just right to avoid Chen Le's sword that was about to cut her from the middle.

Chen Le's sword was cut empty.

The white-faced ghost hung upside down in the air, grinning and smiling brightly as he staggered past Chen Le, "Good brother, you are still far from being involved in this kind of battle." ”

At the moment of crossing, the white-faced ghost made a light butterfly-like movement, while avoiding Chen Le's sword from above, he grabbed Chen Le's shoulder with one hand, spun his body with his strength, swept Chen Le's cheek with one leg, and then hit Chen Le's chest with a flying kick.

kicked Chen Le out, and with a "boom", he transmitted all the force that was originally exerted on himself to Chen Le.

Chen Le suddenly felt like he had been hit head-on by a truck, and the whole person flew out upside down, hit the stone rock behind him, and fell to the ground with a "bang".

At that time, I felt that my internal organs were about to be shattered by this kick, and I vomited a mouthful of blood with a "wow".

The white-faced ghost stood in place so elegantly, looked at Chen Le, and said with a smile, "It's really confusing, good brother, I don't know where you stole the blood god break from, but you learned it well, but this blood clan stunt, it is said that the blood god break that can kill the gods, isn't it the more blood on the sword, the stronger it is, where do you pick up a broken sword, and if you don't get a drop of blood, you want to kill your sister, you can't help but look down on people." ”

"Okay, brother, let's rest there, wait for my sister to clean him up, and then train you well, before that, you can lie down for me, don't make my sister angry, he will die soon!"

As soon as the white-faced ghost's voice fell, and he was about to turn around, he felt a flash of light, and it was too late to avoid it.

The body shook slightly, and I was a little dizzy.

The light pierced her shoulder and landed firmly on the ground.

Most of the arrows sank into the ground, and the beautiful tail feathers still carried the moonlit blood of the white-faced ghost......