"You're crazy, if you mess around like this again, I'm really welcome. ”

After dodging several waves of Han Ling'er's attacks in a row, the clothes on Li Xiaoyao's body had already turned into broken steps under the opponent's vertical and horizontal sword aura.

At the same time, due to the shredding of the clothes on the body, some parts of the body began to be exposed to the air.

Feeling the constant cold air around him, Li Xiaoyao felt depressed in his heart. If it weren't for the fact that there was still a part of the green mist in his body that hadn't been able to dissolve, and if he was in the Sword Soul Sect at the moment, he might really have a big fight against the arrogant and indifferent woman in front of him.

Although he may not be able to beat the other party, he has been bullied by the other party like this, and that is not his character.

Seeing that Han Ling'er was completely crazy, Li Xiaoyao couldn't help it anymore, staring at a pair of blood-red eyes, almost screaming angrily at Han Ling'er.

It's just that although his voice is angry, Han Ling'er in a violent state is still as cold as ice, and he has no reaction to his roar at all.

The uniquely shaped thin sword carried an extremely cold aura, and stabbed directly towards Li Xiaoyao. I don't know how many times Han Ling'er has attacked, anyway, Li Xiaoyao is already countless.

I was depressed about this in my heart, but no matter how depressed I was, it didn't have any effect, because Han Ling'er couldn't hear it at all.

Of course, it is also fortunate that Han Ling'er in this violent state has not used spiritual skills, otherwise, Li Xiaoyao may not have much confidence that he will be able to catch the other party's wave after wave of attacks.

can only dodge again, this Han Ling'er is obviously mentally affected, otherwise, according to her strength, even if she can't take down herself with such an ordinary attack, she would have already used her spiritual skills.

Thinking about the battle between him and Sun Mingcheng before, although the sword he stabbed out did not exert its full power because it was influenced by Liu Qing, a bastard boy, it also made Sun Mingcheng's expression change dramatically.

If she also used such a trick to herself, Li Xiaoyao really didn't have any confidence that she would be able to catch her sword.

sighed secretly in his heart, and Li Xiaoyao didn't dare to be too distracted. After all, in the current situation, he could neither hurt this Han Ling'er nor let Han Ling'er hurt himself, so that his offensive would be restrained and completely uncontrollable.

Seeing Han Ling'er stabbing at him again, Li Xiaoyao still dodged to the side as before.

It is also strange to say, just when Li Xiaoyao dodged to the side, according to Han Ling'er's original reaction, he should have put away his sword to stop his body, and then turned around and stabbed towards him again.

However, this time Han Ling'er was a little different, seeing that she flashed to the side, she actually hit her body directly in the direction of her dodge, as if she wanted to forcibly use her body to hit herself.

Suddenly changed, when Li Xiaoyao was still surprised in his heart, Han Linger's body had already crashed into his arms.

It's just that although Han Ling'er's strength is not small, compared to young men like Li Xiaoyao, it is not so exaggerated.

The delicate body entered the arms, and a faint body fragrance quickly penetrated into the mouth and nose. This is the second time that Han Linger has been in contact with Li Xiaoyao so closely.

However, this time compared to the last time, Li Xiaoyao obviously felt different.

Especially when he was in a hurry, he hugged Han Linger's body with both hands, and a trace of soft touch continued to spread in the palm of his hand.

"Hey...... Die to this Demon Venerable......"

Just when Li Xiaoyao was hugging Han Linger's delicate body, enjoying the softness in his hands and the fragrance that ran rampant into his mouth and nose, Han Linger, who was held in his arms, suddenly let out an extremely low and hoarse terrifying voice.

Hearing this strange voice, Li Xiaoyao's first feeling was that he had heard it wrong. However, when he looked at Han Ling'er in his arms again, he found that her face at the moment was still half the same as before.

On top of her originally smooth forehead, one small bulge after another kept bulging, as if something sharp was about to bulge out of her forehead.

At the same time, the white skin on his face also became dark red and purple, and the blood vessels burst out, like old tree roots protruding from the ground, and the people who watched were terrified.

And at the corners of his mouth, a little bit of saliva continues to flow downward, and at the same time exudes a trace of foul smell, as if it is sewage in a stinky ditch, smelling it, there is a feeling that I can't help but vomit.

was taken aback by Han Ling'er's appearance, and Li Xiaoyao's heart quickly understood, this Han Ling'er probably didn't go on a simple rampage, maybe, it was very likely to be evil.

Thinking like this in his heart, his original anger towards Han Ling'er turned into a trace of sympathy. With a slight force on both hands, Han Ling'er, who was constantly struggling, was restrained even tighter.

At the same time, he quickly freed up a hand, and when Li Xiaoyao just wanted to raise his palm and slap it on the back of Han Linger's head, Han Linger, who was originally restrained by him and couldn't move, suddenly let out a low and hoarse roar.

Immediately after, a dark red blood light rose into the sky, and Li Xiaoyao only felt that his arm that bound Han Ling'er was like being placed in a hot oil pot, and a heart-piercing pain continued to spread from his arm.

It was precisely because of this heart-piercing pain that Li Xiaoyao's strength that restrained Han Ling'er also dispersed. At this moment, she was seized by the strange Han Ling'er, she suddenly grabbed the thin sword on the ground, and without even thinking about it, she stabbed directly at Li Xiaoyao.

Moreover, Han Linger's move, she not only regarded Li Xiaoyao as the target of the sword in her hand, but also became the target of her own sword because she almost overlapped with Li Xiaoyao's body.

The cold sword light flashed, and Li Xiaoyao was secretly surprised in his heart what kind of evil this Han Ling'er had fallen into, but he had to come up with a way to solve the crisis in front of him.

Of course, if he only cares about himself, he is confident that he can easily dodge this sword.

However, he knew that Han Ling'er's state at the moment was obviously not led by herself, so how could he watch her stab herself to death.

There was a headache in his heart, but there was not much time left for him. After thinking for a while, he couldn't think of a perfect way to deal with it, and Li Xiaoyao suddenly flashed a resolute look in his eyes.

His eyes fell on Han Ling'er in front of him, and he secretly said in his heart that he would never be able to provoke Han Ling'er and Liu Qing in the future.

With a depressed sigh in Li Xiaoyao's heart, he also twisted quickly, staggering Han Ling'er from his own position a little.

It was precisely because of the slight position of his body that he twisted and staggered, that when Han Ling'er stabbed the thin sword in his hand, it only stabbed Li Xiaoyao's lower abdomen, but not herself.

At the same time, Li Xiaoyao endured the severe pain in his lower abdomen, and his palm slammed down on Han Linger's left shoulder, and the huge force directly knocked Han Linger away.

However, the thin sword that was originally held in Han Ling'er's hand was inserted motionlessly into Li Xiaoyao's lower abdomen.

"Hehe, hey, suffer death, it is your honor to be able to become a sacrifice for the awakening of the deity. ”

fell heavily to the ground, but Han Ling'er still showed an evil smile, and walked towards Li Xiaoyao step by step, the stench at the corner of her mouth was still emanating, and at the same time, the hoarse voice slowly fell into Li Xiaoyao's ears.

Feeling the sharp pain from the lower abdomen, Li Xiaoyao's face was also covered with beads of sweat because of the pain.

wanted to stand up, but after many dodges and fights, coupled with the serious injuries caused by this sword, Li Xiaoyao could only half-lean on a thick tree, barely maintaining his body from falling.

But in the face of Han Linger's re-attack, he had no way out.

Looking at the disgusting saliva at the corner of Han Linger's mouth, he couldn't help but feel sick to his stomach for a while.

"Die, boy. ”

Glaring coldly at Han Ling'er, who was frantically rushing towards him, Li Xiaoyao already didn't know how to express the depression and anger in his heart at the moment.

And just as he glared at Han Ling'er fiercely, Han Linger's exaggerated face once again revealed a hint of evil smile. He pounced on Li Xiaoyao, and said in a low voice at the same time.

A faint blood-colored light loomed in Han Ling'er's body, as if a dark red light band was scurrying back and forth in her body.

If it were an ordinary person who saw all this, he would probably be scared to death. What the fuck is the difference between this and a legendary monster, even, even better.

It's just that Li Xiaoyao is different, looking at the look on Han Linger's face, he seems to have seen it somewhere. Although it was terrifying, he didn't have much fear.

"Sword-Breaking ......"

Seeing that Han Ling'er was about to pounce on his body, Li Xiaoyao's heart sank, and at the same time, a trace of madness flashed in his eyes.

Enduring the severe pain in his lower abdomen, Li Xiaoyao suddenly pulled out the thin sword inserted in his lower abdomen, and with a jump, the whole person rose into the air more than ten meters out of thin air.

The thin sword in his hand burst out with a strong and dazzling light in the void, and under the last trace of Li Xiaoyao's consciousness, Han Ling'er below was enveloped in it.

With the last trace of consciousness, Li Xiaoyao sighed secretly in his heart, is he going to die here like this today?