CHAPTER XXXIX

At this time, where can I compare strength, Su Liuli pushed the axe a height, and then rolled on the ground in great embarrassment, dodging the piercing sword. The two axes slashed into the air, drawing two deep prints on the ground.

Although Su Liuli dodged the sword, his left arm was cut by the axe with two deep bone-deep cuts. Blood flowed from the wound and dripped down his arm to the ground.

Su Liuli tapped twice on her left shoulder, sealing the acupoint so that the blood would no longer flow out, but her left arm was completely useless.

The fourth-level cultivator didn't have the strength to stand up anymore, and lay down on the ground.

The seventh-level monk didn't look at him, straightened up, wiped his nose with his cuffs, and licked his lips. His eyes looked at Su Liuli deadly, like looking at a dying mouse, revealing a cruel smile.

Su Liuli tightened the Huoyun Knife in her hand, her legs were strained, she jumped into the air, lit up the blade and slashed down at him.

The seventh-level monk raised two axes in front of him, resisting Su Liuli's knife. When the knife gradually fell, he took out an axe at the right time and aimed it at Su Liuli's stomach.

Su Liuli retreated violently with elastic force, but her waist was still scratched, and the blood suddenly turned red. No, it would have been dangerous to fight, but now I am seriously injured and I can't fight at all.

Su Liuli stopped the wound on her stomach, but the wound was extremely painful, and Su Liuli felt that her whole body was difficult to control. Just now, a dark energy hit Su Liuli's body, scurrying around Su Liuli's meridians, and Su Liuli couldn't even lift up his spiritual power for a while.

"Come on, go on, isn't it quite capable of fighting?" The seventh-layer Qi cultivator slowly approached Su Liuli, Su Liuli supported the ground with the Fire Cloud Knife, although he didn't want to, but he didn't realize that he was retreating. "It's boring to just hit twice, it's not enough for Lao Tzu to warm up."

Su Liuli felt a sense of crisis, and death was very close to her. Her eyes kept flickering, escape, she still had a chance to escape, but Xu Yifan and Mo Feifei were going to stay here. To run or not to run, that's the question.

But before she could think about it, the two axes had already been chopped off, and they were aimed at the top of Su Liuli's head.

Su Liuli subconsciously raised the Fire Cloud Knife, blocked in front of him, closed his eyes and waited for the result. The sound of the bell and the axe being stopped, but Su Liuli didn't feel the strength of the Huoyun Knife.

When she opened her eyes and looked over, Xu Yifan blocked her with a sword. Xu Yifan was originally a sword cultivator, and he had been forging his body all the time, and his strength was not small, so he directly blocked the axe back.

Su Liuli looked back at the four people and found that they were trapped by Xu Yifan with a sword formation, and Mo Feifei presided over the sword formation, and they couldn't get out for a while.

"Yo, I'm not in a hurry to deal with you, but you jumped out first to find death, and then Lao Tzu will fulfill you." As he spoke, he moved his shoulders and raised his double axes to slash hard in Xu Yifan's direction.

Xu Yifan was not afraid at all, picked up a sword flower, and fought with the monk.

Su Liuli didn't know much about swords, so he felt that Xu Yifan's sword seemed to be very heavy, and he protected himself without leaking, and suddenly with the help of the strength of the monk's axe, he soared into the sky, and pressed the sword down with a sharp rush.

The monk couldn't bear Xu Yifan's strength at all, and was knocked back several steps, panting slightly. Suddenly, the twin axes fell from his hands, and it seemed to be a matter of an instant, and the skin of his hands suddenly cracked, and blood burst out.

The monk's eyes widened, full of disbelief, his own cultivation of the seventh level of qi cultivation was knocked down by the monk who was two levels lower than his own cultivation in one face.

The monk gasped, took out a jade medallion, and pressed it in the direction of Xu Yifan. "You go to die!"

"Be careful." Su Liuli couldn't help but exclaim, although she didn't know the effect of the jade medal, she recognized that this jade medal should be the best magic weapon. The surrounding wind gathered, attacking with a mentality that destroys everything and crushes everything.

Xu Yifan also stared at the jade chapter seriously, danced the sword, and made the final hard fight. Just as Xu Yifan was about to take the jade chapter, the jade chapter suddenly changed direction and hit in the direction of Su Liuli.

Su Liuli really didn't expect that the monk on the opposite side was the idea of killing her, and if she didn't check it for a while, she could only secretly regret that she was defenseless. couldn't help but close her eyes, she really didn't have any afterthoughts, fortunately she didn't kill anyone in this life, there was nothing wrong with reincarnation, but it was a pity that the rebirth opportunity of the years ruler was a pity.

The unexpected pain did not come, and a sword plunged into the monk's neck. Blood poured into the monk's throat and lungs, and he tried to speak, but the only sound was the sound of gurgling blood bubbles.

"Why, why are you forcing me to kill you......" Xu Yifan muttered, his eyes red.

Picking up a life, Su Liuli took a deep breath, took out the clotted blood and sprinkled it on the wound, and the wound healed after a while. "Don't be in a daze, Xiaofei is still holding it up."

At this time, Mo Feifei's spiritual power was about to be exhausted, and he was struggling to maintain the formation, his face was pale, and he had reached the limit. Xu Yifan didn't say a word, he rushed in with his sword, and he hit the opposite side with a steady fight, and he had no power to fight back.

Su Liuli knew that sword cultivation could kill people by leapfrogging, and the more powerful the sword cultivator, the more people could pass the leapfrog. Su Liuli knew that Xu Yifan's sword cultivation talent was high, and this high level was too shocking, even Su Liuli might not be able to fight four now.

At this time, Xu Yifan's sword moves were full of murderous aura, and he no longer had the mellow and gentle aura that he had before, and his sword was full of blood flowers. It seems to be a fight, but it's more like a venting of anger. It wasn't until the person on the other side was stained with blood all over his body and carried an aura of despair that Xu Yifan's last sword pierced his heart.

Xu Yifan's whole body was stained with blood, his expression was dumbfounded, and his usual gentle appearance was completely different, and Mo Feifei didn't dare to approach him.

Su Liuli's external injuries have all been cured, and there are some internal injuries. Now that the enemies are gone, I just meditate and regulate my breath. Su Liuli was also worried about Xu Yifan, his appearance was not quite right, but his breath was not chaotic, indicating that he had not gone mad, so there was nothing to worry about.

Xu Yifan silently walked to Su Liuli's side, sat down, and watched Su Liuli meditate blankly. "You're always right, why...... I'm wrong again......"

Su Liuli sighed and slowly collected her strength. "It's not that I'm always right, and I'm wrong sometimes, but when I know I'm wrong, I won't go all the way to the dark, but brake in time."

"I'm not killing people, is it wrong?"

For a while, the conversation fell silent, and Su Liuli didn't speak for a long time. She looked up at Xu Yifan's eyes and found that there was a deep disappointment in his eyes, and it was also despair for the cultivator.