(Note: Some Arabic in this chapter is blocked, so it's a series of question marks...) ）

In the rolling yellow sand, two figures are engaged in a life-and-death chase.

One man, one lion.

Each exhalation of the lion creates a new wave of windswept sand, causing the sandstorm to grow bigger and bigger.

Chased by the lion was a girl who looked no more than fifteen or sixteen years old, with yellowish skin, and the white robe she was wearing had been stained red by large areas of dried blood and new bloodstains, and was also stained with a lot of gray-yellow sand, and she looked like a bloody person from a distance.

The girl fled frantically, letting the powerful wind and sand blow on the wounds on her face and body, and even blowing into her eyes, mouth and nose, she did not dare to stop in the slightest, stopping would mean death, the girl kept coughing out some sand and dust that entered the respiratory tract, her left hand hung down weakly, with a deep wound visible to the bone, and her right hand was holding a dark and short dagger tightly.

The chase was not long, but it was not short, it had lasted for about half an hour, and it was hard to imagine that a human girl could escape for such a long time under the pursuit of a lion.

The girl felt more and more that the pain in her left hand seemed to be gone, not because the wound had gradually recovered, but because the girl's consciousness was getting more and more blurred, so blurred that even the feeling of pain became dull.

The girl felt that her eyes and respiratory tract were full of sand, not only the pain was unbearable, but she was almost suffocated and blind, but the almost exhausted girl was still running forward against the strong wind and sand, it was better than being chased by the lion behind her and torn to pieces, leaving a bleak scene of blood.

The fierce lion got closer and closer to the girl, and had reached the closest distance since the chase, so he let out a roar, and his thick and powerful limbs quickly bent and bounced up, and his body jumped high like a spring, and pounced on the girl who was gradually losing her strength.

The girl looked back in horror, and then fell directly to the ground, her heart already full of despair.

"Ghost Cut!"

A fierce shout came, and a sharp sword qi split through the billowing sand, and pounced on the murderous lion, knocking the lion's heavy body into place and flying upside down, leaving an arc of blood in the air.

There was a cicada-like sound in the air, from far and near.

The girl raised her head and looked ahead with the sound, and a girl with a knife slowly walked in the dust, dressed in white clothes and white pants, with a snow-white face, even the sand and dust in the sky could not hide the girl's stunning face.

"Roar", the lion chasing the girl licked the bright red wound on his right shoulder that was cut by the knife qi, and let out a deep angry roar, constantly wandering left and right in place, his eyes full of undying murderous aura.

Su Ying came to the "blood-robed" girl who was prostrate on the ground, and the Black Fall Knife in her right hand stopped trembling.

Su Ying stretched out her left hand and pulled the "blood-robed" girl up, and her eyes looked through the sand and dust that covered the sky, and kept staring at the lion in front of her, who rarely left the group and hunted alone.

An adult lioness is only about one meter tall, and the lion in front of her, which has no gorgeous mane, is close to two meters, and there is no doubt that she can swallow an adult directly.

Su Ying naturally didn't think that the other party was an ordinary lioness, and the other party's words also proved this.

??? ???? ?? ??? ?????? ???? ??? ??? ???? ????? (Human, do you know who I am?) How dare you stop my hunting)! ”

The corners of Su Ying's mouth pulled up a faint arc, although she didn't understand the other party's language, she still sneered: "The lioness god Sekhmet, also the 'Eye of the Pulling God', is recognized by the Egyptians as the most ferocious hunter, some people say that it is your breath that forms the desert." ”

The lioness god Sekhmet, who had just woken up from a long period of drunkenness, naturally couldn't understand Su Ying's Chinese, and she only knew Arabic.

Sekhmet stopped wandering and began to look squarely at the black-haired girl with a high ponytail who suddenly appeared in front of him, and a pair of amber pupils full of horror and murderous aura stared at the long black knife in the girl's right hand.

??? ? ???? ??? ??? ?? ???? ???????? (I see, it seems that you are also a member of the Pharaoh's Guard)." Sekhmet licked the wound on his right shoulder again, and the blood-red wound was magically healed by his saliva.

Although neither side understands the other's language, both sides have a surprisingly identical goal - to kill each other!

The "blood-robed" girl who was protected by Su Ying glanced at the black weapon held in Su Ying's right hand and naturally knew the identity of the other party, and she seemed to notice that Su Ying couldn't understand Arabic, so she said in English that was not very smooth: "Be... careful, she can spit... out strong sandstorm in her... mouth (be careful, her mouth can spit out powerful wind sand)."

Su Ying nodded, "You step back, my fighting style may be a little... Brutal (You stand back first, my fighting style may be a little...) brutality). ”

The "blood-robed" girl behind Su Ying swallowed her saliva, and obediently retreated a distance, but she didn't dare to go too far, because the visibility in the wind and sand was very low now, even if she had been injected with the "god-killing serum" and had a C-level bloodline, her senses had been greatly improved, and she could only see a distance of about twenty or thirty meters at most, and Sekhmet spit out more sandstorm, turning the sandstorm into a strong sandstorm, so that the current visibility was only ten meters.

Sekhmet had been asleep for a long time because she had drunk as much beer as a lake of water dyed red by the god Ra with the sleep fruit (i.e., pomegranate), but her feelings had not been dulled by time, so she could naturally detect the amazing aura emanating from the black-haired and high-ponytailed girl in front of her, which was obviously far more than the girl she was chasing at the beginning, so when she retreated some distance one after another, she hid her body in the billowing dust, instead of launching a rapid attack to test the opponent's skills and strength.

Nine short males, non-knife, an inch long and an inch strong, an inch short and an inch dangerous, so that the knife must hold a desperate heart, the will to move forward bravely, in order to win.

So the smile on Su Ying's face grew stronger, even if the other party was thinking of hiding in the wind and sand and then launching a surprise attack, but retreating is retreating, for Su Ying, who is good at using knives, the other party has already lost in terms of momentum, and although losing the momentum does not mean losing the whole battle, it already means losing half of the battle first.

What's more, this whining strong sandstorm actually didn't have much impact on Su Ying's vision and hearing, let alone the blockade, she is of A+ blood.

Sekhmet held her breath, her body almost prostrate on the ground, her body slowly changing direction like a turtle crawling, she was waiting for the best time, the best time to solve the "blood-robed" girl in the first place.

The "blood robe" girl has indeed reached the limit of her physical strength, and has participated in a tragic encirclement and suppression operation one after another, her partners are almost wiped out, and she is also seriously injured, and she was chased by the lioness god sent by the other party for more than half an hour, if she hadn't sprayed some hemostatic agents at the beginning, the blood on her body would have dried up long ago.

The other party's "hesitation" just gave Su Ying an excellent opportunity to recharge, her body sank a little, her left hand was sheathed, her right hand was at her side, and she closed her eyes and became concentrated.

The density of the wind and sand gradually thickened to an alarming level, and Sekhmet pounced on her, aiming directly at the weak "blood-robed" girl.

Su Ying opened her eyes suddenly, her body burst up, ripples of black light appeared under her feet, and the black cherry blossom sword in her hand cut a straight pitch-black light.

Sekhmet's eyes flashed with indescribable fear, just a glance, her huge body that was still in mid-air was cut out of a knife mark that split the entire body, but Sekhmet, who was on the verge of death, did not give up, and the upper body with two wide claws still rushed straight towards the panicked "blood-robed" girl, trying to pull a cushion on her back before dying.

The "blood-robed" girl gritted her teeth, raised her right arm with great difficulty, and stabbed Sekhmet in the neck with a short black dagger on her right arm.

Another jet-black light slashed, but it was not from the pitch-black dagger in the hand of the "blood-robed" girl, but still from Su Ying's black cherry sword - after Su Ying used the Iai Drawing Knife to staggered and slashed with Sekhmet, she changed her center of gravity with her toes, and her body suddenly rotated half a circle, like petals blown by the wind, and slashed at Sekhmet's upper body that was still flying.

Su Ying slid backwards towards Sekhmet.

Sekhmet's head rolled to the ground, and there was indescribable horror in his eyes, he never expected that the other party would cut himself into three pieces with two slashes, and the "heart" at his neck was also chopped.

The wind and sand suddenly stopped, and the golden sand grains returned to the earth.

Su Ying faced the three bodies of Sekhmet who fell to the ground, and the process of foaming had gradually begun, and the eyes of the "blood-robed" girl who looked at Su Ying in a daze were full of admiration and admiration.

"Iho Flying Flower." Su Ying muttered, a smile on her face that couldn't be concealed, "I succeeded." ”

At the beginning of the battle with the Skywalker Grim Reaper, the other party blocked himself twice before and after, although it was not a matter of resentment, but it has always made Su Ying feel guilty, so Su Ying has thought about it many times since then, how to make Juhe even if he does not charge for a long time, he can really kill powerful enemies, even if he is out of the category of "one hit kill", it doesn't matter, as long as the purpose of "kill" is achieved.

That night in the hotel's viewing balcony to watch the night view, Su Ying saw the scene of flower petals flying and had a complete epiphany, in this mysterious and mysterious opportunity to realize the "Juhe Flying Flower", this is a kind of improvement on the Juhe, after the completion of the Juhe, the rotation of the body like a petal flying, towards the opponent's back again a swift knife, so that the other party can not die anymore, although normal people even through thousands of training day after day are difficult to be sure to do so precise and perfect, because of the strength, The requirements for toughness and body coordination are too strict, but for Su Ying, who has been injected with the "God Killer Serum" and has a bloodline level as high as A+, although it is not easy to meet these requirements, it is not a difficult task to complete, and the facts are in front of him.

It just so happened that he met the lioness god Sekhmet today, and the other party was waiting for an opportunity to prepare for an attack, so it naturally became an excellent material for Su Ying to experiment.

Su Ying held the Black Sakura Knife in both hands, and violently rotated the blade of the Black Sakura Knife in a circle with his palm, shaking off the bright red blood stains on the knife with one of the methods of blood vibration.

Su Ying slowly turned around and looked at the "blood robe" girl who was saved by herself, and the other party's complexion seemed to have recovered a little.

“?????? ??? ?? ???? (All the gods shall die)."" Blood robe," the girl said solemnly with a solemn expression.

Because the blood-robed girl was still holding the dagger in her right hand, she clenched her fist and stuck it to her heart along with the side of the dagger, and saluted a non-standard god-butcher salute.

Although Su Ying couldn't understand Arabic, she understood the other party's words when she saw the actions made by the other party, although the other party's god slaughter ceremony was not very standard.

"All the gods deserve to die." Su Ying held the knife in her left hand instead, pressed her right hand against her heart as standard, and smiled brightly.