Liu Panpan's long sword flowed, drawing a beautiful arc under the moonlight, and the sound of the sword rose and fell like the tide of the sea, stretching endlessly.

This is the time of the Changming Sect's sacrifice to the heavens, accompanied by the sword dance used by the wind of Tiannan, and the sword sound of the sword falling in the air is intertwined, forming the sound of the waves.

Yan Rumo was hit hard by the wind Xiaohan of the Spirit Realm, and her mind was greatly shocked, and at this time, Liu Panpan had the upper hand, and her cultivation was not as powerful as she should be, and her heart was unstable under the turmoil, so she chose to continue the attack in this way.

Liu Panpan used the rhythm of the sword dance, intending to shake Yan Rumo's mind.

Yan Rumo's Dao heart was like a wall about to collapse, and Liu Panpan's sword sound was the waves that kept lapping on it.

Yan Rumo worked in the mountain today, saw the Changming Sword Formation, saw the masters who had been famous for a long time in Changming, and successively experienced the great battle with the disciples of the Mountain Gate, and the beast tide of Changhong Peak, and finally saved his life and encountered Feng Xiaohan again.

Fortunately, I met him in the woods, and I was seriously injured in the enemy's home field, and my mood was extremely depressed.

Liu Panpan's sword sound came into her ears, making her annoyed and unable to concentrate, the vitality in the dantian was about to be exhausted, and she had already realized that she was bound to lose.

Thinking of this, she felt the urge to go crazy.

"The old lady is dignified and secluded, and she was actually beaten like this by a spirit and a cave secluded product. ”

The sound of the sword echoed through the trees, through the night, and the cries of those spirit insects were suppressed.

But the sound of the waves gradually drifted away, until it was silent, and Yan Rumo regained his composure.

Liu Panpan didn't rush to completely tear down the wall, because that would drive the other party crazy, and she wanted the other party to stay away from that kind of mental pressure in order to defeat the opponent more calmly.

Yan Rumo roared wildly, a faint green light flashed on her fingertips, and she unfolded her body to grab Liu Panpan, this is the poison she is best at, even if she scratches even a little bit of oily skin, the wound will begin to rot until it spreads all over the body.

Born with a poisonous body, it can imitate various toxins in the body with vitality, and force it out of the body to achieve the effect of resisting the enemy in the fight, which is extremely rare. Although there are also poisonous methods such as "Poisonous Sand Palm", which contain poison in the palm, it must not be enough to see it with the poisonous body.

Although the ink candle is poisonous, after all, she is also new to contact, and she can't control it perfectly for the time being, presumably this commonly used method is more suitable for now.

"Not good!"

Liu Panpan kicked his feet on the ground, got up, and jumped towards the tree behind him.

Yan Rumo's grasp has been done with all her might, and she is even ready to die together, in this resolute mentality, she can't help but use all her vitality.

All the vitality means that the essence is incomparably poisonous, and Liu Panpan does not dare to take risks.

Just when Liu Panpan jumped up in the air, Yan Rumo's figure suddenly twisted, his posture and speed did not change, but the direction changed strangely, and his five fingers continued to grab Liu Panpan.

suddenly changed direction at a very fast speed, and Yan Rumo also paid a lot of price, which would be her last blow.

If you succeed, the best situation is that both sides will lose, there is still a chance to live, and if you fail, you will definitely die.

Liu Panpan knew that the other party was in a hurry, and suddenly resorted to a unique method, but this change was too fast, and the timing was very accurate, when she reacted to the other party's intentions, she was already in mid-air, and there was no way to avoid it.

That resolute state of mind, and the will to live to die, even if it is not through the mutual induction with Yixing, can be clearly seen from the other party's eyes.

Liu Panpan knew the enemy's heart well, but he didn't know what kind of means the other party was hiding, so he didn't expect that she was not only unique in the poisonous path, but also had such attainments in her body skills, which led to an instant change in the situation of advantages and disadvantages.

Liu Panpan failed to turn around in a hurry, and only had time to cross the sword in his chest, and at the same time sighed in his heart: "The situation is changing rapidly when facing the enemy, it seems that I underestimated the enemy in this game." ”

Yan Rumo's palm pressed on her sword, and she continued to move forward with just a slight pause, and at the same time, her five fingers were slightly curved, and the greenery on her slender nails was even more permeable.

Her nails were deliberately trimmed and very sharp, easily cutting through the thin clothes and touching Liu Panpan's skin.

......

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Yan Rumo's heart not only rose with a hint of joy, but her eyes also brightened a lot. As long as there is the slightest wound, the poisonous effect will attack immediately, and she even saw the picture of Liu Panpan's whole body festering and screaming for a while.

But at this moment, Yan Rumo's chest and abdomen were in great pain, and his body was knocked away by a sudden huge force, and he stopped only after knocking down two trees.

All her vitality was gathered on her fingertips, and her physical strength was no different from that of ordinary people, and when she fell to the ground, half of the bones in her body had been broken, and even a few ribs broke out of her chest, looking extremely miserable.

Yan Rumo's eyes were red, and he shouted bitterly: "Who is it?"

She had a sword at her waist.

This sword left a deep impression on her, because it had already dealt a heavy blow to her before Liu Panpan. It can even be said that when Yan Rumo fought against Liu Panpan, the reason why she was at an all-round disadvantage was precisely because she had just fought fiercely with the owner of this sword.

Feng Xiaohan held on to the trunk of the tree and appeared behind a tree, looking at the two people in the field, the sword intent on his body that was still not dissipating explained everything that had just happened.

After he breathed a little, he rushed here, wanting to witness Yan Rumo's death with his own eyes, because this was his prey after all, but he happened to see such a scene, and he took out his sword without thinking about it.

The sword carries the Lingshou Spring, this is the Lingshou Spring Water Sword, but it comes out of his hand, so the mood is not mellow, and the sword qi is very weak.

But Feng Xiaohan was born with divine power, so this sword was still incomparably powerful.

Liu Panpan tapped duckweed on his toes, landed steadily on the treetops, and looked at him.

He is a hunter and will never give his prey a chance to breathe, not even the dying man.

The sword intent in the air became more and more intense, and a bright light suddenly appeared, shining on Yan Rumo's body, more precisely, on the desolate sword.

Yan Rumo clearly felt the temperature in this light, but for some reason there was a chill and a faint loneliness in his heart, and his back began to feel a little cold, just like when facing the sunset every night.

As the light brightened, this feeling became more and more intense, and Yan Rumo's eyes began to become desperate.

Feng Xiaohan's eyes froze, and four words sounded in his heart: "A sword from the west!"

The light of the setting sun suddenly faded, as if the sun had completely sunk into the skyline, and the faint loneliness also turned into endless desolation, and Yan Rumo also lost his last vitality.

This is Feng Xiaohan with sword intent out of the sword from a distance, and his vitality suddenly emptied, and he almost fell to the ground. Liu Panpan hurriedly jumped down to hold him up, and his vitality entered his meridians, and found that the several key points that had been sealed for him before had all been washed away, the poison of the ink candle had entered the five internal organs, and the black line between his neck had deepened a lot, and the poison was so deep that there was no cure.

It stands to reason that he should have died of poison at this time, but for some reason, the ink candle did not exert a powerful poisonous effect, but instead fell silent and hibernated in his body.

Liu Panpanxiu frowned and asked, "Why are you not afraid of death?"

Feng Xiaohan asked rhetorically: "Why can't you rush the acupoint? You won't say anything about sealing my acupoint, if I don't rush the acupoint, what will I do to save you?"

Liu Panpan raised his eyebrows, and said in an atmosphere: "You stupid, you are still a closed disciple, do you have a bit of common sense? You are highly poisonous, and sealing your acupoints is to stop the spread of toxins, and when you cast the method, the qi will go through the whole body, and the toxicity will swim with the vitality after the acupoints are opened, and you are now deeply poisoned, but I am afraid that you will not live long!"

Feng Xiaohan fell silent, looked at her after a long time and said, "Anyway, there is still time, just detoxify slowly." ”