In the sixth battle, the white-haired birdman, who successfully injured Yesenia, left again.

This made Yesenia a little surprised, it stands to reason that when she took advantage of the situation, she was chasing after the victory, was it necessary to run so fast?

And the style of the demons has always been that they usually act at night and lie dormant during the day.

The descendants of the Demon Emperor are diametrically opposed, coming out in broad daylight to swagger through the market, and running away immediately when it gets dark.

Could it be that this guy is afraid of the dark?

Yesenia came up with this funny idea, and even she thought it was ridiculous.

Next, she began to bury the leaves that had been blown away by the battle.

This time, the white-haired birdman didn't go far, to be precise, he went and returned, hiding in a dark place and listening to the corner.

Every time Yesenia buried the leaves, her lips moved, and words sounded in her mouth, as if she were reciting some incantation.

The descendants of the Demon Emperor always wanted to find out what the Seven Elders of the Spirit Clan were arranging.

It's a pity that although the white-haired sword demon's pupil of life and death can be seen thirty miles away, it doesn't have a pair of tailwind ears. This time he had distanced himself to within twenty miles, but he still couldn't hear what was muttering from Yesenia's mouth.

On the seventh day, the two fought again in the dark.

After a hundred moves, the white-haired birdman gradually gained the advantage, and Yesenia was a little embarrassed.

Faced with a perverted opponent who made such rapid progress, Yesenia didn't dare to hold it up, and was forced to use the sonic secret technique.

In several dangerous moments, a syllable suddenly came out of her mouth, cracking the killing move of the white-haired sword demon.

This process makes the white-haired birdman painful and happy.

The pain is that the kind of sonic secret technique is really incomprehensible, and he cracks his killing move with a casual word "break". There was an invisible power in that syllable, as if it was a mysterious power from outside the sky, and once it almost shook his Phaseless Demon Sword away.

Happily, the white-haired birdman finally got the upper hand in melee combat, forcing Yesenia to perform a unique move, which is a good trend. He bet that Yesenia would not be able to mobilize that mysterious power indefinitely, and that the opponent's sonic secret technique would inevitably cost a lot of effort. As long as he continues to entangle through melee combat, forcing Yesenia to perform ten or twenty more sonic arcane techniques, he will hopefully drag down his opponent.

What makes the white-haired birdman even happier is his control of the Phaseless Demon Sword.

To tell the truth, at first, this sword didn't listen to the command very much, and when it cut off one of the arms of the Demon Emperor of the Shengshi Dynasty, it was completely the Phaseless Demon Sword's own assertion, and the white-haired Sword Demon didn't have such thoughts at that time. If this kind of self-awareness, or spiritual intelligence, is not controlled, the consequences are unimaginable, and it is the same as the possession of demons.

In the past, every time he used the Phaseless Demon Sword, the white-haired Sword Demon was immediately congested all over, and the places that should not be congested were also congested, causing him to easily lose his mind, and he always had some shameful thoughts. Later, after doing indescribable things with the Peacock King and Yun Mengqi, the situation was alleviated, but it was not cured.

In the past seven days, nearly 10,000 rounds of battle with Yesenia, the white-haired birdman is doing an experiment - using his own will to control the Phaseless Demon Sword.

The results of the experiment were very encouraging, and he showed signs of congestion for the first three days, but he did not lose his mind.

On the fourth and fifth days, the situation was alleviated.

On the sixth day, he would only suddenly become congested when he performed a powerful killing move, and the rest of the time he was as steady as a dog.

Today, on the seventh day of fighting, the white-haired birdman realizes that congestion isn't all bad.

That kind of state full of blood and qi is very suitable for fighting, and the power of the moves that burst out is obviously increased.

As long as it's not hard as iron all day long, he can accept the result.

In this battle, the white-haired sword demon increased the frequency of attacks.

According to his assumptions, the more times he attacks, the more times Yesenia uses the sonic mystic, and the greater the probability of dragging down the opponent.

From the rising sun to the setting sun, the two fought hard for 1,600 rounds.

Eighteen times!

In the process, Yesenia is forced to use eighteen sonic arcane techniques to neutralize her opponent's powerful killer skills.

It's a pity that the Seven Elders of the Spirit Clan have not been dragged down.

"I'll it, is the skill of the Seven Star Real Man so profound?"

The white-haired sword demon was shocked in his heart, he had the Nine Heavens to secretly recover the true yuan, but he still couldn't make ends meet, and he had less than two successes left in the fight so far.

Yesenia, on the other hand, looks quite steady, and at least four or five successes remain.

In desperation, he had to run away for the seventh time.

He ran thirty miles, made another detour, and cautiously touched back.

Yesenia buried the leaves again, still with words in her mouth.

The white-haired birdman carefully observed that the position of the woman buried the leaves was different every time, and after seven days, it vaguely formed the shape of the Big Dipper.

"Could it be the legendary Big Dipper?"

The Demon Emperor's heir took precautions, and when he touched the valley for ten miles, he wanted to hear the other party's spell clearly, so as to judge what kind of big array Yesenia was arranging.

This time, he heard clearly.

Yesenia's "incantation" is very simple: "Dust to dust, dust to dust, rest in peace." ”

Every time she buried a pile of leaves, she would repeat it and give it up.

Burial leaves!

She's actually burying leaves!

The white-haired birdman almost fell off a tree with a crooked neck, and he never dreamed that the plot would take such a turn.

Have you heard the story of Lin Daiyu's funeral flowers?

If it's a sentimental girl, go and bury those leaves, the white-haired birdman can still understand it somewhat. But what kind of person is Yesenia, this girl's hands are stained with countless blood, she kills people without blinking, her heart is blacker than that of Africans, and she actually goes to bury fallen leaves, no matter how you look at it!

"Could it be that she, like Sister Lin, has to fly up in her bones?"

The white-haired bird's mind was in a hurry, and a bold conjecture was born.

This bold conjecture led to a bold plan.

"No matter, gamble, it's a big deal that she plays with me in a rage, and besides, she may not be able to beat me now...... Uh-huh, wealth and wealth are in danger. Bet that there is a nanny at home, and try to turn a bicycle into a motorcycle! ”

The white-haired birdman kept cheering himself up and made up his mind.

He sped away from the valley and swept to a secluded place a hundred miles away.

Then, he searched and found a white stone the size of a brick.

Next, the white-haired birdman showed off his operation and began the show of the top flowers.

I saw that the stone chips on the white stone were scattered, and the prototype of a woman gradually appeared.

The affinity of the mystery-level soil makes Zhao Ritian and the clone have a strong ability to control the soil system, and they can change the shape of ordinary stones according to their minds.

The stone was evolving into a small statue according to the white-haired sword demon's mind.

Gradually, the statue became lifelike, and it was a young woman with a beautiful mole on her eyebrows.