The abandoned purgatory of the dirt sea is like an endless backwater, and the familiar figure of the man stands on the seashore, his long hair like ink is slightly blown by the wind, he is dressed in black brocade, and his eyes are cold.

A flash of red light flashed, and Xia Li flew down to his side, and she looked at his side face, an extremely subtle feeling.

"Xia Li, don't come unharmed. ”

Xiang Liu's voice was the coldness she was familiar with, she hadn't heard it for many years, but it still pulled her into the endless past with just a few words.

"Xiang Liujun is also as gorgeous as he was back then, and there is no other in the world. ”

Xiang Liu raised the corner of his lips and sneered, turned his gaze to Xia Li, and said, "Heh, that's thanks to you sealing me in that deep sea purgatory and saving me from wind and frost, right?"

"I haven't seen you for so long, and it's a grudge when you open your mouth?"

"Yes, there is not much to talk about between you and me. ”

Xiang Liu stretched out his hand, and summoned the Zhanlu sword with cold light in his palm.

He was fair and slender, and his skeletal fingers landed on the jet-black sword, making him look extremely bewitching.

Xia Li glanced at the sword in Xiang Liu's hand, and did not panic, but said slowly: "It seems that there is only a soldier between us except for Heng Mei and cold confrontation." ”

"It's just that I didn't expect you to really come alone. ”

"Since Xiangliu-kun invited me to come to the battle alone, how could I not comply?"

"You know you're no match for me right now. ”

"But I don't expect you to kill me. ”

A cold color flashed in Xiang Liu's eyes, the sword in his hand flew, the sound of the sword was mixed with the sound of the wind, and the tip of the sword pointed directly at Xia Li's chest.

Xia Li just looked at him like that, without even blinking an eye, she was at ease, as if it was a flower instead of a sword in front of her chest now.

Zhan Lu's sword was shining all around, with a man in black brocade at one end of the hilt and a woman in a red robe at the tip of the sword.

There were three points of coldness, two points of anger, one part of resentment, and five points of complex, unpredictable feelings in his eyes.

Her eyes seemed to contain the rivers and mountains of the world, both firm and compassionate, but vaguely revealing half of the cold.

She took a step closer to him, the tip of her sword against her garment, cutting the fine silk slightly.

Yu Lei, who was hiding in the dark, stared at this scene tightly, so nervous that his palms were sweating, of course Xia Li did not allow him to come with him, but he was really unrelieved, so he had to follow him secretly.

Yu Lei's heart rose to his throat, and he secretly clenched the battle in his hand, ready to rush up to rescue Xia Li at any time.

But Yu Lei didn't expect that in the next moment, Xiang Liu actually put away the Zhanlu sword, and he only spoke: "Now that you have lost a finch feather, I have a weapon in my hand to win without martial arts, how about I do it with my bare hands?"

Xia Li chuckled, and the twisted spell flashed forward, the red light accompanied his body like a flame, and Xiang Liu dissolved Xia Li's spell with a wave of his hand.

Xia Li jumped up, turned over, the red hem swept Xiang Liu's cheeks, Xiang Liu leaned back to dodge, and then flew into the air and stretched out his hand to control Xia Li's movements.

Xia Li turned around and kicked Xiang Liu's wrist, the skirt made a beautiful semicircle in the air, she landed steadily, supported the ground with one hand, and raised her eyes to look at him defiantly.

Xiang Liu's left hand flung slightly behind him, and suddenly the black mist suddenly rose, spreading in an instant, Xiang Liu squinted his eyes in a cloud of black fog, and the broken hair on his forehead trembled with the wind.

The red light formed an arc-shaped protective shield, against the black mist, Xia Li slowly retreated, the huge power contained in the black mist made it difficult for her to support, and finally she tried her best to carry the internal force, her hands suddenly pushed forward, the red light exploded like lightning, the sky was bright but there was a rolling thunder......

Xiang Liu showed an imperceptible smile, hiding his body in the black fog, moving so quickly that the suspended dust and sand seemed to be stationary compared to it...

Xiang Liu saw that Xia Li's arm was injured and had not healed, so he took advantage of the situation and grabbed her arm, Xia Li was in pain and couldn't exert his strength, Xiang Liu saw the opportunity to hit Xia Li's chest with a palm, Xia Li was rushed out a few steps away by the air current, and spurted out a mouthful of blood......

Xiang Liu took advantage of the victory to pursue, and flashed forward to strangle Xia Li's neck, and the wind blew her red skirt overlapping his black brocade robe......