After Paris Tightrope died instantly, Long Sanguan first instinctively avoided the range covered by the sword, and then his red eyes, which revealed madness and bloodlust, turned to look at the person who made the sword, Lu Li.

Lu Xuan's head tightened, and he saw Long Sanguan's left hand behind his back, his upper body leaning forward, and the [Dragon Bone Sword] held in his right hand was aimed at him from afar.

Lu Li had already started the "Void Condensing Sword Walk" at the fastest speed, but he was still a step slower after falling into weakness for a short time.

I saw that Long Sanguan disappeared in place in an instant, but this was not done with the help of means such as space jumping, but by relying on the absolute speed of real fighting.

Poof.

The [Dragon Bone Sword] pierced through Lu Li's chest in one step, and under the full attack of a Sword Sect inner sect monk, the pitch-black robe on his body was like paper paste, and he did not make the slightest resistance.

Immediately after, Lu Li's figure also disappeared in place, flashing in the direction of the entrance to the camp, where there was a rune flying sword that he had inserted into the ground beforehand.

As soon as Lu Li flashed, his figure blurred again, aiming at the rune sword placed on Li Ruoshui's body, and once again resorted to "Void Condensing Sword Xing".

As it turned out, he was not wrong in his decisiveness.

At the same time as Lu Li disappeared, Long Sanguan had already stabbed with a sword, and the air exploded at the speed of this sword, and after a sword fell into the air, the sword qi scattered vertically and horizontally, completely shattering the rune flying sword inserted in the ground.

Li Ruoshui was still closed at this time, but after Lu Li flashed beside her, she couldn't help but say that the "snap" was a slap in the face.

"Don't pretend to be dead, Long Sanguan has come over. ”

Li Ruoshui opened her eyes suddenly, she first glared at Lu Li with hatred, and then sneered: "Hehe, he killed him, what does it matter to me?"

Lu Li hurried to recover his vitality and said, "Thanks to you, he doesn't recognize his six relatives now, and he will kill people when he sees them, do you think that if I die, you can carry him with a sword?"

As for the sword wound that pierced his chest, because it didn't hurt his heart, it was now producing granulations at a speed visible to the naked eye, gathering and healing.

Li Ruoshui still didn't feel the slightest panic, she leaned against the wall leisurely, without any intention of answering.

Lu Li grabbed two rune flying swords from the void with both hands, he stuck one of the flying swords into the wall beside him, and held the other rune flying sword in his hand, against the violent air that continued to pour into the camp, he resolutely rushed towards the deep and terrifying darkness outside.

In the instant battle just now, Lu Li had already determined that he was not the opponent of Long Sanguan, and with his current [energy], it was difficult to use the "Twelve Swords of Heavenly Demons" again.

Therefore, Lu Li was ready to lure Long Sanguan out of the camp and trap the inner monk with the help of the terrible storm outside, while he himself could teleport back with the help of the rune flying sword placed in advance as a [spatial anchor].

In this way, not only did he get rid of Long Sanguan's pursuit, but Lu Li was also able to get that group of blasphemers to come out and repair the camp, so as not to really collapse this "safe haven" in the storm.

As Lu Li had just taken a step, a little silver sword light lit up in the depths of the camp.

The sword expanded rapidly, and it passed through the narrow corridor in an instant, but it was the [Dragon Bone Sword] that came from the sky, and slashed at Lu Li's head with a sword from afar.

"In ancient times, there were sword immortals, who took the enemy's head a hundred miles away. Seeing the [Dragon Bone Sword] rushing to kill, Lu Xuan couldn't help but think of such a passage.

"Long Sanguan didn't chase after him?"

Seeing that it was only the [Dragon Bone Sword] that came, Lu Li's pace of rushing towards the outside world suddenly stopped, his purpose was to lure Long Sanguan out of the camp, not just to avoid pursuit.

"A flying sword, what can you do to me?" Lu Li's body moved, and he rushed towards the [Dragon Bone Sword].

He sometimes stepped on the wall with his feet on the side, sometimes hung upside down and ran on the top of the corridor, his seemingly gravity-defiant, irregularity of the route, caused the [Dragon Bone Sword] to make frequent mistakes, and several flyings failed to hit the land.

After dodging again, Lu Li seized the opportunity, the muscles of his right arm instantly bulged and bulged, and a punch wrapped in sword qi and strength avoided the edge of the [Dragon Bone Sword], and landed on the sword with a "boom".

Buzz –

The [Dragon Bone Sword] let out a sword roar, and was uncontrollably blasted out, and the long sword composed of Sen Ran's white bones and black scales flew upside down, and was finally firmly caught by a palm covered in black scales.

Long Sanguan finally walked out, and the madness in his eyes still existed, but after staying away from those [Chaotic Flowers], it had obviously subsided a lot.

Lu Li asked tentatively, "Senior Brother Long, are you still fighting?"

In response to him, Long Sanguan lowered his upper body and stabbed through the air.

Lu Li didn't hesitate, only to see a flash next to the rune long sword inserted in the entrance wall, and then he stepped down, and rushed into the darkness with a "boom" of the camp.

The raging storm instantly enveloped Lu Li, abandoning him high and falling heavily, but the moment it smashed to the ground, it swirled and threw him up again.

This made Lu Li's attempts to control the center of gravity useless.

At such a dangerous juncture, Lu Li still found an opportunity to look at the entrance of the camp.

I saw that Long Sanguan directly bypassed Li Ruoshui as if he was ignoring, and with a single sword, he cut the rune flying sword that Lu Li inserted in the wall into pieces.

The inner door monk was about to chase out of the camp with the [Dragon Bone Sword], but at this moment, Li Ruoshui slapped his palm three times with a calm expression, and after attracting the attention of Long Sanguan, he spit out a few difficult words from his mouth.

Long Sanguan's eyes instantly became dull.

Li Ruoshui stretched out his hand and pointed, and Long Sanguan walked towards the camp again, like a puppet that had been lifted away.

Seeing this scene, Lu Xuan was shocked, he really didn't expect the arrangement of the [Phantom Snake] to be so terrifying and powerful.

is so powerful that even a woman with mediocre strength like Li Ruoshui can control Long Sanguan with the help of the corresponding secret method.

Lu Li let go of his five fingers and let the rune flying sword in his hand disappear into the frenzied storm like a fallen leaf, while Lu Li used the "Void Condensing Sword Walk" to flash to Li Ruoshui's side in an instant.

Li Ruoshui's eyes widened, she couldn't imagine that Lu Li could flash back, she opened her mouth, and was about to recite the difficult and difficult words to attract Long Sanguan, Lu Li's fist had already landed on her face.

Li Ruoshui fainted again, but Long Sanguan did not hesitate for a moment and continued to walk towards the depths of the camp.

Seeing this scene, Lu Li couldn't help but scold in his heart: "This is the source of the confidence of several of you inner sect cultivators......?

Lu Li sighed, and for a while he was not optimistic about his organization. He followed Li Ruoshui's example, slapped his palm three times, and sure enough, he saw Long Sanguan stop and turn his head to look at himself.

Lu Li opened his mouth, he wanted to pronounce those few difficult words, but he couldn't pronounce the corresponding syllables.

He immediately understood that these words were also part of the secret method, and he couldn't chant them without getting the essentials.

He looked at Long Sanguan, Long San looked at him, and the [Dragon Bone Sword] in his hand was already pointing at Lu Li again.

While Lu Li was ready to dodge at any time, he said to Long Sanguan: "Senior Brother Long, you are also a cultivator of the inner sect of the Sword Sect, can you fight for strength and give a little struggling reaction!"

Lu Li was just joking, so as to relieve his tense nerves a little, but he actually didn't expect a response at all.

However, Long Sanguan's eyes suddenly appeared hesitant, confused, painful and other expressions.

Seeing this, Lu was overjoyed and hurriedly asked, "How can I help you?"

Long Sanguan's arm trembled, and he moved inch by inch to his left rib, where there was a delicately shaped short sword, which was one of the two swords of the inner monk Parles Tightrope.

Long Sanguan tried his best to draw the short sword, but he never succeeded because of the violent tremors of his body and the madness that flashed in his eyes from time to time.

Lu Li stretched out his right arm, his five fingers bent into claws, and he grabbed the delicate short sword from afar.

"Dragonclaw!"

A suction force suddenly poured out from Lu Li's palm, and the delicate short sword that had lost its owner shook a few times, and before it could make any reaction, it was sucked out of Long Sanguan's body and fell into Lu Li's palm.

A pitch-black and smelly liquid gushed out from the wound on Long Sanguan's left rib, and the Inner Sect Cultivator of the Sword Sect suddenly fell to his knees as if he had lost all his strength.

The pitch-black and smelly liquid gushed out, and it seemed that it was not Long Sanguan's body that was connected, but a bottomless abyss.

Wisps of black smoke also came out of Long Sanguan's body at this time, and these smoke Lu Li could feel the evil and curse contained in it just by looking at it.

I don't know how long it took, as those black smoke completely dissipated, and there was no longer a fishy liquid gushing out of Long Sanguan's left rib, Long Sanguan finally calmed down.

He sat cross-legged, the black scales on his body retracting one by one under his skin, leaving only a few places where the black scales remained.

Seeing this, Lu Li knew that Long Sanguan's state was close to improving, he glanced at the wall at the entrance where the collapsed area was getting bigger and bigger, and immediately took the delicate short sword and ran towards the depths of the camp.

He's going to bring the blasphemers out and get them to hurry up and repair the camp. Lu Li had experienced the horror of the Nether Storm for a short time just now, and knew that even if it was himself, it would be difficult for him to spend the night in that environment.

Entering the depths of the camp, Lu Li first looked at the group of blasphemous people, only to see that they were still huddled in the corner, but there were no more casualties, and Lu Li couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

He then looked at the place where Parles Tightrope and the thirty or so blasphemers had died, those strange-colored flowers were still the most conspicuous existence, but because there were no new corpses and blood replenishment, most of the [Chaotic Heart Flowers] had already shown signs of withering and withering, and it might not be long before they all withered and died.

That's why the blasphemer survivors are still alive. onclick="hui"