His eyes were cold, and the well-trained man in black did not show a frightened look after seeing such a killing god.

They didn't even have the ability to dodge, she seemed to know every move, every change in formation.

There is no escape, there is no escape!

Only that terrible cry came out in mid-air, and with this bloody slaughter field, it was like a soul crawling out of hell to ask for his life.

Terror!

Fear!

Qu Feng looked at the gorgeous murder show in front of him, and secretly frowned two eyebrows, his eyes were cold and suspicious-

If her martial arts are so superb, there is no need for her to be by Miss Ming's side.

Calm as Rong Yi, after seeing such a technique, there was also a hint of surprise in Feng's eyes.

He also knows the formation of Lu Dao, and he can also know the whereabouts of every black-clothed person in Lu Dao, but Ming Yulong's style of play, along with the angle and time of killing, is perfectly connected, as if she is in the formation every day, practicing how to kill.

And it's—

Practice every day, how to turn killing into a dance in the rain of blood!

He narrowed his eyes, and his gaze fell on Ming Yulong's palm holding the half-broken sword.

She didn't protect herself with her true qi at all, and the blade of her palm kept sinking into the flesh on the way to exert force, almost deep and piercing!

This girl can't even protect herself. Which irresponsible master taught it?

Rong Yi's sleeves were raised, his true anger was agitated, and he wanted to rush into the heart of the formation, Qu Yan immediately blocked in front of him and persuaded:

"Shizi, you can't go in! Miss Ming doesn't seem to recognize anyone anymore! ”

"Get out of the way."

Rong Yi's voice was waveless, but the sleeve robe in his hand was shocked, and the smoke was lifted, and the void was stepped on, like a walk in the clouds, and the seemingly slow but fast Ruoguang rushed into the blood rain.

He knew that she couldn't recognize anyone anymore, just like the last time she was in the Snow Blue Sea, there was no popularity or humanity in her eyes.

But it didn't matter, he only knew that he wouldn't allow her to hurt himself like this.

If she kills again, her hand will be wasted.

At this time, there were only a few seriously injured people left in the men in black to resist stubbornly, and Rong Yi flew over and knocked them all down without much strength.

The opponent in front of him is gone, Ming Yulong's bloody eyes must be, hearing that the wind behind him has changed, he turned around, and in his blood-covered sight, there is a man with an elegant posture, like an immortal under the moon!

And the living, kill!

The blade in her hand had been raised, and with a resolute and cruel gesture, it stabbed at the man's chest.

All the major arteries are concentrated here, the most important blood gathering place in the body, as long as you can pierce into it, you can have a beautiful blood rain!

Rong Yi saw the dark-eyed woman opposite, and the corners of her lips hooked a little smile, which was her only expression in the killing.

It was also given by death to the dying, with a cold smile.

Seeing the sword blade stabbing at him, the instinctive reaction of the martial artist was to dodge, but seeing the flesh and dripping blood of Ming Yulong's raised palm, Rong Yi's lips pursed slightly, and he did not dodge or dodge, and faced the sharp cold blade.

If you want to get close to Ming Yulong in this state, even Rong Yi is difficult to do without the slightest injury.

Qu Yan got up, saw this scene, and shouted in surprise, "Shizi! ”

Rong Yi suddenly changed his position, and the blade of the sword deviated from his heart to his left shoulder, and at the same time, his palm was like electricity, turning it over and clasping her wrist.