The soft sword in the hand of You Baihua is a seven-foot sword, the sword body is quite long, flexible and elegant, light and agile, and the long whip of the Youhuang has the same effect. It's just that the body of the soft sword is as soft as silk, and the strength is not easy to master, and it requires a high concentration of essence, qi, and spirit when using it.

You Baihua's current state is not able to control herself at all, but coincidentally, because she has practiced this soft sword since she was a child, although she has fallen into a frenzy at this time, she has long been remembered for many years, so now she is using it, she is still very sharp, and her shots do not follow the rules at all, so that You Hao was a little unable to parry at first.

"Damn, this stinky woman, how can she be crazy like this and still make a sword, I really underestimate her."

Youhao observed the other party's moves, and found that her sword was only attacking forward, and she was just dodging left and right. Youbaihua's sword is like a spirit snake spitting out letters, attacking left and right, which makes Youhao fall into a very embarrassing situation, and the dagger in his hand is useless.

He continued to struggle under the sword of Youbaihua, but he had a bold idea in his heart.

It's time to take the plunge.

He changed his previous retreat, and suddenly rushed towards Yu Baihua, and the dagger was also tucked into his sleeve, leaving only an afterimage in his entire body. To be exact, the Phantom Phoenix rushed towards the side of the Phantom Flower.

Crazy, she saw that the other party was desperately running towards her, and her heart was even more angry, and in the blink of an eye, the other party had rushed to her side, but she had no intention of attacking.

You Baihua shook his wrist, the soft sword turned around, and the tip of the sword turned around and bit at Youhao, but at this time he had already flashed to the other side of Youbaihua. She then flicked the sword in her hand back and forth, stabbing around her.

Youhao stepped on the night shadow step, quickly shuttling under the blade of the sword, until the opponent's sword speed became faster and faster. Finally, Youhao felt a pain in his body, and suddenly bounced away from her, distanced himself from her, and looked at his lower abdomen.

There was a scar inadvertently cut by the opponent's soft sword, but his purpose had been achieved. Yu Baihua's body was already covered with dozens of wounds, large and small, and the clothes near her wounds were slowly turning red.

"You've finally tasted hurt by something you trust."

Youhao shouted hateful words from his mouth, and covered the wound in his abdomen with one hand. Yu Baihua's soft sword was very sharp, and the metal used was also very special, and he felt that in addition to the pain, the wound was also faintly cold.

Youhao gritted his teeth, and began to emit a black aura from the wound, and slowly stopped the bleeding. The blood stopped flowing, but the bursts of black aura continued to spread towards Youhao's body, wrapping his whole person more tightly.

The momentum exuded from his body was not much weaker than that of Youbaihua.

In the surrounding camps, the shouts were no longer as loud as before, and the smoke rising from the burning of all kinds of debris lingered in the territory, making people's throats itch.

The soft sword in Yu Baihua's hand hung down, and the injuries all over her body made her barely able to stand.

"The debt that the You family owes to our Ye family, it's up to you to pay it today."

Youhao's words were only halfway said, and with the force under his feet, the whole person suddenly disappeared in place, leaving only an afterimage, and his person was already standing behind Youbaihua. Youhao's hands were empty, and the black aura was swirling, naturally forming the appearance of a knife, and struck at the opponent's back, knocking her to the ground.

You Baihua's back was painful, which also made her spirit rise again, and she waved the sword in her hand and made several moves in an instant. It's just that Youhao doesn't dodge now, he rushes forward directly, fights with her hard, and uses his body to take all the opponent's moves.

Just when Liang Ping thought that Youhao was going to be seriously injured, he was inexplicably surprised when he saw that he was preemptive, his fists were vigorous, and he suppressed the other party. He saw that Youhao's whole body, where it was cut by the soft sword, his clothes were immediately cut open, revealing the skin that looked quite powerful inside, and collided with the sword, and there was a sound of gold and iron clashing, but the epidermis was scratched a little, and not even a little blood flowed out.

Liang Ping finally saw the unique method of the Ye family that Meng Nanxun said, and the strengthening of the body has reached such a point, it is really amazing.

"It's amazing, such a long-standing tribe really has its own merits."

Meng Nanxun on the side also nodded, but his face was accustomed to it, and there was no surprise from Liang Ping.

"Even so, the ghost clan has decayed like this, in this world, who is stronger and which is weaker, what is the absolute?"

Liang Ping heard what she said, and knew that this woman knew much more than he imagined, so he didn't make a comment and continued to quietly watch the duel in front of him.

You Baihua's sword slashed back and forth, not noticing that all the tricks had not worked, You Hao felt bored, blocked the soft sword with one hand, slapped her in the chest, staggered it, fell to the ground on his back, and the soft sword in his hand was also out of his hand.

You Baihua was impartial, and happened to fall next to Youju, just when Youbaihua turned over and wanted to get up, her eyes saw Youju's face. Youhao saw that the woman in front of him suddenly froze, remained motionless in a semi-recumbent position, and looked at Youju with her back to her, as if she was stunned.

He was puzzled in his heart, and was just about to walk over, but he saw that the flowers suddenly looked up to the sky and roared, and the tragic sound tore through the heavens, echoing in this valley, and the guards who were fighting around trembled when they heard it, and they stopped their hands to look at the direction of the sound source, and they didn't know who was so hoarse.

You Ju didn't move in front of her, and You Baihua didn't even dare to touch the other party's face this time. Her grief and indignation rekindled at this moment, and it was even more intense than before. You Baihua's body was trembling, and she had no strength, but her momentum suddenly rose.

Youhao didn't know why, and thought that the other party wanted to kill Youju, so he quickly flashed to her, kicked her, and then looked down at the sleeping person on the ground, making sure that she was not hurt, and moved his eyes to Youbaihua again, looking at her figure being kicked out a few meters away, and said lightly: "The account between the two of us has not been settled yet."

There were no tents left around this area, and Liang Ping was glad that Youbaihua was not kicked in front of him. Youhao watched the other party slowly get up in a pile of hay, his body trembled, and his doubts were even worse.

The momentum on Yu Baihua's body had climbed to a terrifying level, and countless black qi gushed out in every pore of her, rising to the top of her head, where it slowly condensed.

Behind the tent, Meng Nanxun's eyes gradually flashed with a different kind of brilliance.

The black qi on the top of Youbaihua's head finally condensed into the appearance of a tall woman, although she had no facial features, but that kind of domineering momentum, anyone present could feel it. Although everyone else has no impression of that black shadow, Meng Nanxun will definitely not forget its identity.

"That's, her 。。。。。。"

Liang Ping was so surprised that he couldn't even speak, and Meng Nanxun followed his words and said, "That's her soul appearance."

"I've never seen this kind of soul before."

"Human souls are rare, let alone such a strange soul."

"You mean to say that her soul is different from others?"

"That's nature, as the patriarch of the You Clan, her soul is inherited from her predecessor, and its appearance is the god that the You Clan has always believed in."