It was only an inch away, and it burned to her hands.

Ling Luo pursed his lips a little and sighed, "It's a pity. ”

"But—" a sinister smile appeared on Ling Luo's face, "Now, I'm going to come for real!" ”

As she spoke, she didn't give Ling Die a chance to react at all, picked up the long sword in her hand, and quickly attacked in Ling Die's direction.

Ling Luo held the sword in his right hand, slashing horizontally, stabbing vertically, diagonally picking, and back-drawing, one sword was faster than one sword, and one sword was fiercer than another.

She is an alchemist, she couldn't cultivate martial arts in her previous life, she didn't know a little swordsmanship at all, at this moment, she is completely relying on brute strength, and an angry blood, chasing and slashing!

Ling Die had no blades left in his hand, so he could only summon dozens of wooden thorns in a panic, but they were all cut off by Ling Luo.

After all the wooden thorns were broken, Ling Luo's long arm stretched out, and the long sword, which looked broken, pierced directly into Ling Die's shoulder.

The corners of Ling Luo's lips hooked up a bloodthirsty smile, she succeeded!

Ling Die let out a scream, and her shoulder felt as if it had been torn apart.

Ling Luo stretched out his hand to aim at Ling Die's abdomen, and with another heavy punch, his entire body hit the ground directly, and the long sword pierced through her shoulder and nailed to the bluestone slab.

"Ahhh

Ling Luo slowly stood up, his hand resting on the broken sword, his black eyes as cold as ice, looking down at the defeated opponent, a disdainful smile on the corner of his lips.

She gripped the hilt of her sword and jerked, flesh flying.

Ling Die let out a heart-rending cry of pain again, her little face wrinkled tightly, and tears came out of her eyes in pain.

With a miserable expression, she looked at the Second Elder on the edge of the battle platform, stretched out her bloody arm, and said in a trembling voice, "Second Grandfather...... Help me......"

The second elder was very moved, this Ling Die is no longer brainless and stupid, he is also a descendant of his lineage, he stepped forward, hugged Ling Die's body, glanced at Ling Luo lightly, with a little anger, injured his two children in the branch vein, it was really good!

Ling Luo didn't seem to see it, at this moment, all the energy of her service was condensed on the broken sword in her hand.

No, it's not a broken sword at all!

The first time she cut off Ling Zihong's arm, she already felt the rust on her sword fade a lot; The second time, it penetrated Ling Die's shoulders and was stained with more fresh human blood.

Everywhere the blood passed, all the rust on the sword body dissipated, and the cracks on the blade of the sword were rapidly recovering at a speed visible to the naked eye.

In a few moments, the whole sword had taken on a new look.

The sword body is pitch black, shining with a dark color in the sunlight. At the edge of the sword, it is engraved with intricate ornaments from ancient times.

Ling Luo was overjoyed, this sword must be extremely extraordinary.

And at this moment, under the platform, it has already exploded. Surprises and exclamations arose.

"That third lady of waste actually defeated two masters of her generation in a row, my God!"

"Have you seen her methods, she is really ruthless, and she is ruthless at all."

"She's simply a goddess, a blood-stained goddess!"

"She actually defeated a martial artist at the peak of the fifth order of Mu Yuan so easily, is she really only a fifth order?"

……

There were endless exclamations like this, and the most ugly face was Ling Yue. A thin layer of sweat formed in her palms, when did this waste wood become so powerful?