Stuffed a few pills into the entrance, the sword qi in the body was running rapidly, dissolving the medicinal power, repairing the injuries on the body, Sang Youye's eyes were slightly cold, standing quietly in place, his eyes as cold as water without the slightest emotion, and the giant beast looked at each other silently.

Suppression, a feeling of depression that makes people suffocate a little, diffuses between this person and a demon beast.

A thick blood-colored mist surged out from the stone platform, gradually enveloping the body of the giant beast, and its body trembled slightly, "Click! Click! A strange voice came from the red mist, as if something was growing, and the beast's somewhat hideous face showed a look of great satisfaction.

"Shhh Hiss! The blood-colored mist churned like boiling water, and from a short distance, Sang Youye could also smell the thick smell of blood, and the curved willow eyebrows wrinkled slightly, and a bad feeling rose in his heart.

The blood-colored mist slowly faded a little, and then tumbled back into the stone platform. Sang Youye's pupils shrank slightly, and the giant beast in front of her completely returned to its pre-battle appearance, the bone spurs that had been sparse were not only regrown, but also looked sharper, and the deep sword marks that Sang Youye had left on it with all his might disappeared without a trace.

It seems that this stone platform is not only a bondage, but also a kind of protection. With a light sigh, Sang Youye's brows finally tightened and did not let go, and there was a rare slight embarrassment on his always indifferent face. This monster who doesn't know what the hell it is, has a strong body defense, and although there are not many means of attack. But the dense bone spurs can attack like ten thousand arrows, just this move is enough for her to have a headache. And the most important thing is that although it can't leave the stone platform and chase it out, at the same time, the stone platform is also sheltering it, so that it can recover in an instant.

Countless thoughts rolled in my heart, but none of them worked, and a touch of anxiety flashed in my dark eyes. Unprecedented. Sang Youye felt a hint of despair. In the face of such an almost invulnerable opponent, it seems that no matter how hard she tries, she is just doing useless work, and she has no idea how to fight and win!

"Is there really no way around it? Are you really going to give up? "In the dim corridor. Sang Youye, whose face is a little gray. Eyes lowered. Looking at the sword in his hand, he asked himself in a low voice. Many images flashed through her mind, before she had time to see clearly. It dissipates quickly. Her pupils were slightly scattered, the hand holding the sword was no longer as steady as a rock, her already ugly face was covered with a layer of gray color, and Sang Youye's heart was confused, "Hum! The blade shuddered slightly, and let out a wail.

Wave after wave of strange fluctuations, silently surging out of the stone wall, wrapped towards Sang Youye, she knew that the slightly rippling clear soul in the sea, gradually dyed a layer of faint red, this somewhat piercing wail swayed, but did not recall Sang Youye's chaotic thoughts, nor did it soothe her fluctuating state of mind.

The eyes that were as indifferent as frost were rolling blood red, Sang Youye's face was slightly distorted, the sword qi in her body lost control, and began to impact her meridians scattered, the corners of her mouth slowly oozed wisps of blood, her right arm was tightly tightened, and the white jade hand holding the long sword was clenched, and the green tendons kept jumping, but the long sword in her hand was not controlled by her, and it slid down little by little.

"I'm not going to give up!" Whose voice sounded in her ears, a picture suddenly appeared in Sang Youye's mind, a person, in tattered clothes, hanging on his body in wisps, on the arm holding the sword, the skin was cracked inch by inch, covered with fine and dense wounds, the blood kept dripping down the long sword, the blood mixed with sweat, stained her face, it was such an embarrassed appearance, facing the master of the transformation period, he did not retreat, the corners of his mouth bloomed with the brightest smile, and the snow-white teeth were like a light, dazzling Sang Youye's eyes," My sword is still in my hand, my blood is not yet finished, and I am not dead. ”

The eyes gradually returned to clarity, the blood red receded, and the firmness was re-filled, and the dark eyes that were dotted with paint burst out with bright light, and the face of Senior Sister Sang who deceived the frost and snow was like a spring breeze, blooming a bright smile, clenching the long sword in his hand, and whispering, "My sword is still there!"

What about being invulnerable? If she can stab it once, there will be a second and a third time...... What about being able to recover in an instant? I will never give up with a sword in my hand, until the end, to see who will fall first!

The body swayed slightly, leaving an afterimage in the same place, the sword light as clear as water flashed, a continuous sword intent like gurgling water, although it was not as sharp as cutting gold and breaking jade, but it contained the tenacity of water droplets, wave after wave flowed out from the long sword, the long sword flashed with cold light, like the Milky Way in the sky hanging upside down, and the thin water long stream implied a fierce killing intent.

The sword intent is a murderous weapon, even if it is as gentle as water, it only hides this killing intent deeply under the gentle appearance, but the killing intent is not diminished.

"Bell! Clang! Bell!" Sang Youye's feet were lightly tapped, and his figure became blurry and ethereal, and he was extremely flexible to avoid the thick claws that swept over, and the sword light like water gently but firmly cut off the dense blood-red bone spurs on the demon beast's body, tore open the gray skin wrapped on its body, and fell straight to the neck of the demon beast.

"Roar!" The demon beast that ate pain roared angrily, looking at the little fly in front of the annoying beast and daring to attack it again, the eyes of the giant beast revealed a crazy violence, and the giant arm full of bone spurs danced wildly, as if it had fallen like a thousand pounds, "Bang!" Bang!" The straight down, full of strength, swept by the wind, and the sky shook in the stone cave. Countless red rays detached from its body and shot out towards Sang Youye, dense bone spurs, all over the sky.

Several bright sword lights met the bone spurs that attacked her, Sang Youye's long sword broke through the gentle veil, Sen Han's killing intent surged out, the sword light broke through the shield of the bone spurs, and the palm of his hand slapped on a bone spur that passed by, and his body rushed up obliquely with force, the long sword rose slightly, his wrist shook, and Sen Han's sword light dragged out a shining straight line, crossing the hideous face of the demon beast, and the astonishing sharp edge revealed from the long sword.

"Roar! Roar! Roar!" Frantically flicking its huge and hideous head, the monster's terrible roar sounded one after another, full of pain. (To be continued......)