Chapter 380: Night Cat Saintess - Xiaoye One Bone (1)

The dust cleared, and when the bewitching figure of the black gauze was imprinted into Tang Xuan's eyes, even if she was also a woman, Tang Xuan's eyes were stunned.

There is no demon in the 21st century, Tang Xuan has only seen a black python demon in this world, and now the woman in front of her is black-clothed and snow-skinned, and the demon pattern is charming, and the charming face that belongs to the demon clan is an exotic style that has never been seen before.

The light of the artifact was the serpentine ink-colored long sword held in the woman's right hand, which faintly echoed the ink-colored long knife blessed by Tang Xuan's side dagger.

Without much to say, Tang Xuan has experienced many battles of life and death, and women have also experienced a hundred battles, and when they see each other at a glance, they are a place where they will never die.

The end of the world appeared in Tang Xuan's hand in an instant, his body flickered, he had already taken the initiative to break through the crystal ball, swept in front of the demon woman, and stabbed like a poisonous snake with an inky long sword.

In a calm mood, Tang Xuan turned his head sideways in the subtlety, avoiding the other party's soft palm, and the cold nails brushed beside his eyes, almost at the same time, the other party's Ruyu arm turned into a thousand shadows, hitting all the vital points of Tang Xuan's body.

Even if he was wearing battle armor, Tang Xuan still had no doubt that if he was hit in the palm of his hand, what would happen to him.

The other party is a demon, or a six-star demon saint!

The power of his own five-star spirit king surged out from his body, Tang Xuan did not reserve, the end of the world in his hand was a primeval treasure, and he did not hesitate to send out a powerful force, blocking the top-grade battle artifact in the opponent's hand.

The black shadow only retreated in an instant, and in the next second, it came as soft as the poison of the tarsal bones, and a pair of jade legs under the long skirt broke through the void like a whip, and kicked at the end of the world.

"Bang!"

Tang Xuan's whole person was knocked backwards by the end of the world that was bearing the huge force, and slammed into the cave wall.

"A five-star spirit king with a broken ruler dares to plunder the edge of my sword?" The woman's golden cat eyes were shining, and her small nose smelled the rich blood in the air, and her eyes condensed in the crystal ball.

The ink-colored long knife stained with Tang Xuan's blood stains was still suspended in the crystal ball, obediently like a child waiting for his parents to return.

Shine on the dagger!

The black hoof is dead, and the artifact has no owner!

The undisguised greed in the golden cat's pupils, the demon clan has never been modest and courteous, the spiritual veins, resources, status, strength, and even the right to live need to be fought for by each demon clan, fighting with the same clan, and even between blood relatives, you can easily ask for your life, at this moment, seeing the dagger that lost its owner, the woman's mind was suddenly slightly scattered due to excitement.

A shadow appeared on his side, and a sword struck.

The greed in the golden cat's eyes is no longer there, and the murderous intent is overflowing.

"呲~" The serpentine ink sword stabbed back with a sword, easily stabbing into a person's body.

The phantom girl in snow-white armor let the artifact enter her body, and there was no pain in her purple phoenix eyes, and she looked at the woman's slightly surprised gaze indifferently.

Not far away, the sound of holding the hilt of the knife made the woman's hair rise all over her body, and the cat's innate sensitivity to danger made her ignore the phantom girl in front of her at all, and pulling out the serpentine ink sword was a return slash with all her might.

"Zheng Zheng Zheng Zheng Zheng~!"

The black claw knife and the black serpentine ink sword are constantly clashing.

At that time, both sides had a variety of tricky angles of sword secret techniques, the artifact in the long-range battle sent out an overwhelming light, the bombardment of the cave in the boulder shattered, the pit was innumerable, and the soft body in close combat and each other's moves were as fast as raindrops, finely sealed and locked around.

(End of chapter)