Faced with this enveloping wind and thunder, the punch that came to his face, Lu Chenxi's eyes only narrowed slightly, but he did not fall into a panic.

It was true that her movements were affected by the strange forces nearby, but that didn't mean she didn't even have a chance to fight back.

She was held by Mu Shaoen's vein, and the fingers of her right hand flicked the dark night in her hand slightly, and the dark night rotated around Lu Chenxi's middle finger, emitting bursts of Qingyue's cry, and a little golden light followed towards Mu Shaoen's arm, and at the same time, Lu Chenxi's left hand also held the right fist that the dark night hit towards Mu Shaoen and directly met it.

Lu Chenxi naturally wanted to force Mu Shaoen to give up this offensive, but she was not sure enough that the other party would definitely give up.

However, even if Mu Shaoen doesn't give up, she doesn't have any regrets, because if Mu Shaoen doesn't give up the offensive, it means that Mu Shaoen will collide directly with her dark night.

The dark night is an imperial weapon, and without the ninth-order peak, using an imperial weapon that fits with oneself cannot hurt the ninth-order peak.

As long as the dark night stabs Mu Shaoen, then she has the victory.

Mu Shaoen knew who the person in front of him was, so he naturally knew that the pair of short sharp weapons that seemed to be hairpins had a completely different effect from ordinary weapons, he was not crazy, no matter how decisive and ruthless he was, he would not choose to use his own advantageous situation to fight back in the dark night to create a chance for the other party to fight back.

Therefore, Mu Shaoen's left hand suddenly let go of Lu Chenxi's vein, but his left hand did not retract, but passed under his right fist and grabbed Lu Chenxi's left wrist, trying to cut off Lu Chenxi's left hand to block the blow of his right fist attack.

Occasion!

Just between the lightning and flint, Lu Chenxi judged that this was the best time for her to retreat, she didn't hesitate at all, her figure then withdrew half a step, and immediately entered the space she tore apart, and then appeared at a distance of more than three hundred zhang, looking at Mu Shaoen coldly.

Lu Chenxi took a deep breath, looked at Mu Shaoen, who had put away the offensive and remained calm, and carefully recalled his feelings just now.

The reason why she chose to retreat without hesitation without even using up a single move was because she was not used to that kind of attack rhythm - the yin and yang fish spinning around Mu Shaoen not only removed the strength of her attack, but also forcibly dragged her movements into the rhythm of the yin and yang fish's rotation.

In the case of disrupting the rhythm of her own attack, if she has to force her attack, she will only completely fall into the rhythm of the other party - even if she has considerable confidence in herself, Lu Chenxi will not take such a big risk, after all, she is not good at such a head-on battle.

Once she's out of the distance, she'll have plenty of room to readjust her pace to suit her opponent's rhythm and pull off the explosive moves she does best.

Lu Chenxi adjusted everything in the high-speed movement, so he didn't hesitate, and didn't think about waiting for Mu Shaoen's flaws, and directly stepped into the space, approaching Mu Shaoen's side again.

This time, the rhythm of her attack was the rotational rhythm of the yin and yang fish, although the strength was still unloaded, but the rhythm was no longer disturbed, and every move appeared clean and neat, without any hesitation.

Mu Shaoen raised his hand, Lu Chenxi's figure suddenly lowered, and then at the same moment, the space became more and more wide, crossed to the other side of Mu Shaoen, and continued to wave the dark night in his hand.

Mu Shaoen's complexion finally changed slightly, and when he wanted to do it again, Lu Chenxi had already completed her regular set of outbursts in a short instant, quickly moved away from Mu Shaoen's side, stood in the distance, and coldly observed Mu Shaoen's reaction.

The dark night in Lu Chenxi's hand had already pierced eighteen holes in Mu Shaoen's body, and that piece of golden light had been intertwined into an impenetrable net, netting Mu Shaoen and cutting off all of Mu Shaoen's retreats.

There were eighteen transparent holes on Mu Shaoen's body, but each one was so small that it wouldn't even be seen if you didn't look closely, and the wound didn't even have blood, as if it hadn't caused any threatening damage at all.

But Mu Shaoen and Lu Chenxi don't think so, Mu Shaoen can really feel that his body is already on the verge of collapse, and Lu Chenxi is completely clear that his attacks are not so fancy, even the light is still the streamer of the night itself, but when it comes to killing at a single point, few people can do it as extreme as themselves.

Dark Night is a unique blade, short and thin, suitable for close-quarters hand-to-hand combat.

Lu Chenxi has brought this strange blade to the extreme, she can concentrate all her power on the tip of the dark night, as for the so-called gorgeousness and light, that is not what the killer is pursuing, the killer should be low-key, he should hide in the dark, and if he doesn't move, he will kill with one blow.

Therefore, after this complete set of offensive was completed, looking at the eighteen holes on Mu Shaoen's body, Lu Chenxi knew that even if seven or eight out of ten of his strength were unloaded by the Yin Yang Fish, Mu Shaoen's body was a little difficult to withstand.

Mu Shaoen knows this very well.

The eighteen places where he was hit were all the key points of the operation of the true qi, or the key points of the body itself, and all the strength was concentrated in one place, and the biggest feature was that when the tip of the blade did not pierce the skin except for a slight stab, the force rushed out of the holes in the body, that is, in the small area around the focus point, the organs and meridians were all hit by a huge blow.

His true qi is difficult to function now, and his organs are all shattered, but his face has not changed much, there is no sadness or joy, and he is silent.

A cloud of dirty blood mixed with shattered viscera slowly spilled out from the corner of Mu Shaoen's mouth.

Mu Shaoen raised his hand, then wiped the corners of his mouth, and a fine light flashed in his eyes.

This light made Lu Chenxi feel a chill inexplicably, and she felt as if she had encountered the most dangerous beast in the world.

Lu Chenxi was about to act, but the moment she was about to make a move, she felt that she was locked by a divine thought.

Lu Chenxi couldn't help frowning slightly, she looked at Mu Shaoen, knowing that her dark night didn't seem to send Mu Shaoen into a dark night dream where all perception was cut off.

Although she didn't know the reason, she was sure that the only thing she could rely on now might be through constant outbursts and shifts.

She is soberly aware of where her weakness lies, so she is unwilling to give Mu Shaoen a chance to entangle her and make her fall into a protracted battle.

Lu Chenxi began to move at high speed, she was waiting for Mu Shaoen's body to collapse, or Mu Shaoen to heal his injuries.

Either way, it's the best chance for her.

But Mu Shaoen's body did not collapse for a long time, and he did not heal his injuries, his eyes moved with Lu Chenxi, as if he was a predator, looking at his prey.

Lu Chenxi didn't know what Mu Shaoen was looking at, so she hesitated slightly, but this moment of hesitation suddenly made Lu Chenxi feel a chill in his heart.

She knew why Mu Shaoen had been watching her so intently, probably because Mu Shaoen was preparing to take the initiative.

Mu Shaoen needs her line of action, and this can be inferred from her previous movements.

Everyone has his own habits, but the moments he pays attention to can suppress them, but when he is preoccupied with something else, his habits are involuntarily exposed.

Lu Chenxi's spirit was on observing Mu Shaoen, so her movement route was completely guided by her subconscious habits.

When Lu Chenxi reacted, she felt that she had once again fallen into Mu Shaoen's strange strength.

But the difference is that this time it was Mu Shaoen who took the initiative to attack.

Mu Shaoen's space was already ready, and the moment he captured Lu Chenxi's trajectory, he appeared at the point where Lu Chenxi would appear in the next moment.

Although Lu Chenxi instinctively took precautions, his precautions were not very sufficient.

Mu Shaoen had an extra sword in his hand, a rusty, even notched sword.

But the shape of this sword did not make Lu Chenxi feel at ease.

What Lu Chenxi sensed from the rusty ancient sword was the intention of killing.

This is a sword that kills many people, drinks a lot of blood, and longs for a sword to kill.

While thinking about it, Lu Chenxi tore open the space, and in an instant, he crossed more than three hundred zhang and moved again.

Just when Lu Chenxi thought that he had avoided this killing sword, Lu Chenxi felt a chill behind him and quickly fell.

Lu Chenxi didn't have time to make more moves, so she could only forcibly turn sideways, and then she felt a slight pain in her shoulder, and a rust-colored light fell from her shoulder, like cutting tofu, smooth and smooth.

Blood spurted out from the fracture of his shoulder, Lu Chenxi didn't care, but quickly took another step, and at the same time hurriedly regenerated his severed left arm, recalling the dark night that was still held in the hand of the broken arm that fell.

Lu Chenxi let out a sigh of relief, looked at Mu Shaoen who was standing in the air, holding a rusty sword, and said, "Good sword." ”

She could be sure that the pursuit of the rusty sword across the space just now was from the rusty sword, and it was definitely not Mu Shaoen's handiwork.

Mu Shaoen's speed is not fast, whether it is the speed of reaction or the speed of attack, so the sword just now can only be the self-attack of the rusty sword.

Lu Chenxi didn't guess wrong, the sword just now was Mu Shaoen's rusty sword that crossed the space and cut out that sword.

However, it cannot be said that it has nothing to do with Mu Shaoen at all.

Because that required Mu Shaoen to wield this sword first.

This rusty sword comes from the temple.

Mu Shaoen used this sword to kill enemies, friends, teachers, and himself in the temple.

It kills so much that it gaps, and it drinks so much blood that it rusts.

This rusty sword has no name, so it's called a rusty sword.

But it also has a title.

It was the title given to this sword by his colleagues in the underworld.

A sword that never slashes the sky.