The dark eyes that were dotted with paint revealed the light of hope, Ye Chu turned her head with great effort, the piercing pain was a wave of flooding, and she twitched in pain, but she couldn't care about it now, her lips tightly pursed into a whitish line, and her eyes followed closely the giant sword that fell in mid-air.

"Bell!" The giant sword fell straight down, and the slight yellowing of the tip of the sword seemed inconspicuous, but it drove the entire giant sword to tear open the barrier of the blood mist with the momentum of destroying the withering and decaying, and pointed straight at the blood-colored broken sword that was still hidden in the monster's brain.

"Click! Click! The monster writhed its body frantically, trying to get rid of the greatsword on its head, but this action did nothing other than break its bones and stab it out of its body, destroying its already broken body even more.

The giant sword was firmly nailed into its skull, and as the sound of gold and iron continued to sound, cracks spread across the monster's broken body, and bits of yellow light leaked through these cracks.

"Buzz......" The blood-colored broken sword trembled violently, and cracks appeared on the monster's shriveled face, becoming more and more hideous, and then, the huge sword of light and shadow squeezed in little by little from the monster's head, and in a terrible sword wail, it completely pierced the monster's body like a broken bamboo, splitting it into two.

The blood mist that wrapped around this monster shrank into a ball as if it was frightened, and the body of the monster that had lost the support of the blood mist burst out with a dazzling pale yellow light, and the monster was split in half. It exploded like fireworks, exploded into a sky of dust, and the fierce wind stirred up, and the dust that flew with the wind fell in the air.

The blood mist rising from the monster was like a milk swallow returning to its nest, and some couldn't wait to crash into the blood-colored broken sword standing alone in the air, and the blood-colored broken sword with dim light and almost nothing withdrew slightly from a distance, and the red light on it flashed weakly for a few times, and then fell straight down.

"Bell!" There was a loud bang. Dust flies. Ye Chu looked at this scene dumbfounded, what is the situation?! A pair of calm and indifferent eyes uncontrollably swelled with a touch of disbelief! Slightly stunned, shouldn't it be a big kill to get the energy supplement? Why did it look like it was under attack?!

His brows furrowed slightly, and Ye Chu's gaze was firmly fixed on the blood-colored broken sword that twitched from time to time like a dying fish. A moment later. She relaxed her taut sword-wielding arm. In an instant. His arms trembled violently, and the corners of Ye Chu's mouth twitched, and a wry smile appeared. With her current weak physical condition, she really doesn't have the ability to stay vigilant all the time, so she can only hold on to a little bit of strength and wait to see the move.

For a long time, a smile appeared on Ye Chu's indifferent face, and his body trembled like a sifting chaff, Ye Chu leaned on his hands that were still trembling slightly, and his two legs, which had regained his strength slightly, endured the sharp pain that was still surging in waves, although it had been somewhat reduced, dragged a long blood stain, and crawled out of the big pit she smashed.

Ye Chu gasped rapidly, and after feeling that her body had regained some strength, she did not delay, she got up with difficulty, and a dense cold sweat instantly welled up on her pale face. With a long sigh, Ye Chu clenched the long sword in his hand, his face was expressionless, his eyebrows were lowered, and he moved towards the falling blood-colored broken sword step by step.

Trembling legs, falling heavily, dragging heavy footsteps, stirring up the dust on the ground, Ye Chu's ragged clothes were mixed with sweat, blood, and gray dust, and the whole person was embarrassed.

There wasn't much time left for her, Ye Chu glanced at the people who were sitting cross-legged in the formation, struggling to resist the erosion of killing intent, his gaze turned back, revealing tenacity and determination, although it was difficult, she was extremely determined and never stopped, and approached the throbbing blood-colored broken sword step by step.

The closer he got, the blood-colored broken sword had clearly appeared in Ye Chu's rather vigilant sight, and on the blood-colored broken sword glowing with metallic cold light, there were some mottled cyan spots like rust, making this rather mysterious blood-colored broken sword look like an old broken sword that had just been pulled out of the ground, of course, the premise was to ignore its cramp-like twitching from time to time.

"Bell!" With the crisp sound of gold and iron, Ye Chu cautiously laid a little yellow light on the long sword, and the tip of the sword fell on the broken sword.

Drawing the sword, Ye Chu narrowed her eyes slightly, and the strength of the cultivator's divine sense was revealed, a little different, as eye-catching as the bright moon in the dark night in her eyes. Those dense cyan spots only needed to be swept at a glance, and Ye Chu knew their number, location, and shape in his heart. When she went down with this sword, she found that the cyan spots were missing by five, and the frequency of the blood-colored broken sword twitched for two seconds.

Standing with the sword, Ye Chu squinted her eyes slightly, and after a while, she raised her sword again, deliberately controlling the output of vitality, and the yellow light wrapped around the tip of the sword dimmed a lot, only a thin point, a light touch of the blood-colored broken sword on the ground......

Really! The cyan specks on the broken sword dissipated two more times, and its twitching frequency was slightly delayed. Looking at the changes in the blood-colored broken sword, Ye Chu nodded, the energy on the blood-colored broken sword was fighting with these cyan spots, so this blood-colored broken sword could not free up his hand to continue attacking her, but the vitality qi in her body was the nemesis of this cyan spot that exuded a thick dead aura.

Frowning slightly, Ye Chu pursed her lips tightly, destruction, vitality, and death flashed in her mind, entangled in one place, stirred into a mess, fingers lightly tapped the hilt of the sword, Ye Chu pressed the slightest anxiety in her heart due to the unreasonable clue, trying to find the source from this mess, and an intuition told her that as long as she could figure out the connection between the three, she would be able to break the game.

"Concentrate and calm down" Whenever the feeling of anxiety and boredom came up, Ye Chu silently recited these four words in his heart and suppressed it fiercely.

As time passed, that anxiety became more and more difficult to suppress, and even faintly affected Ye Chuqing's thoughts. When "Concentrating ......" meditated again, the anxiety in his heart rebounded violently like a compressed spring, and he couldn't be pressed at all, Ye Chu's eyebrows condensed into the word "Chuan", but at this moment, a fierce spiritual light suddenly flashed...... (To be continued......)