A black figure sped through the woods—it was Herrista.

Soon, she saw the boy who had just been almost killed by the Ghost Heavenly Alliance.

At this moment, the boy walked leisurely.

The pupils were slightly cold, and his right hand emitted a trace of black electric light, which became more and more dense, forming the outline of a sword, and then the black electric light dissipated, and an all-black sword appeared in Hrista's hand.

Gripping the black sword tightly, he swung it at the back of the young man's neck with all his might—

Bang dang!

A blue sword appeared, blocking a blow from Khrista.

There was a flash of surprise in her eyes, and she took a few steps back when she saw the owner of the blue sword.

Only then did the boy notice that Herista was about to attack him, and his face was full of fear.

There were no footsteps at all!

The young man hurriedly stepped back, not looking at An Mixiu, who had saved him, his eyes kept staring at Hrista, his legs trembled, and he ran away.

There was no expression on Herista's face, he lowered his hand holding the black sword, and looked at An Mixiu calmly: "You, why are you stopping me?" ”

An Mixiu frowned, waved the hand holding the blue sword downward, and asked rhetorically, "Why did Miss Herista do such a thing?" ”

"Is Miss Christa going to lose her mind?"

The different pupils were still calm, and she pointed at An Mixiu with a black sword: "Then it's okay for you to die for him?" ”

With a flash of cold light in his golden eyes, Hrista moved his right foot back, leaned forward slightly, and posed for his sword.

At this time, An Mixiu was confused, could it be that Hrista would still use a sword?

But for now, her prep moves are the most standard.

"Miss Christa, I don't want to fight you."

As if he hadn't heard this, Hrista jumped in front of An Mixiu, and the black sword cut through the air and scraped at An Mixiu's face!

An Mixiu's eyes opened slightly, and he quickly leaned over, dodging this attack.

The force of the blade knocked down dozens of trees behind An Mixiu, and those trees that fell undoubtedly left beautiful marks of being cut.

The cold gaze of the different pupils fell, and with a twist of the wrist that had stopped in mid-air, the blade went towards An Mixiu below.

At this time, An Mixiu could only resist with his twin swords.

The blades of the three swords collided, smashing out bits of gold.

I don't know where the strength of Hrista came from, the one-handed attack has made An Mixiu a little unbearable, he struggled to push the black sword away with his double sword, and then immediately retreated dozens of meters.

The golden sunlight shone through the leaves, shining on Hrista's body, and his head was raised a little, his expression arrogant, his eyes contemptuous.

An invisible pressure came over his face.

An Mixiu only felt that every pore in his body trembled in fear.

According to his intuition, if he doesn't leave, he will really die!

What's more, he didn't want to fight with Hrista either.

An Mixiu gritted his teeth, and a little sweat was already breaking out on his forehead.

He didn't understand, why the Hrista in front of him was so different from before?!

"Miss Herlista! If you encounter something bad, you can confide in the next, and be willing to do your tree hole below. An Mixiu said loudly, forcibly with a gentle smile on his face.

Christa frowned slightly, and spit out two words in extreme disgust: "Shut up." ”

An Mixiu petrified.

The black sword in her hand tightened tightly, and she leaned forward slightly.

In an instant, Christa appeared in front of An Mixiu.

The black sword slashed through the air, emitting a faint purple light.

The sword fell completely, the trees fell, and An Mixiu was no longer visible.

Hrista looked around, and finally locked on to An Mixiu, who was fleeing not far away, and struggled to catch up.

Everywhere they went, trees fell.

An Mixiu turned back to look at Hrista as she ran, her brow furrowed.

It's not a way to go on like this, you can't get rid of her.

"Miss Christa, can't we sit down and have a good talk?"

Khrista didn't speak, but suddenly jumped, shortening the distance with An Mixiu—and this distance was exactly the distance that the black sword could reach him!

An Mixiu's pupils shrank, and he immediately turned around, and his two swords resisted the attack of the black sword.

The palm of Christa's empty other hand flashed with black lightning, and after a while, another black sword appeared and swung towards An Mixiu's side.

At the last moment, An Mixiu retreated towards the empty space behind him, but a knife mark also appeared on his face, and then blood flowed out, panting slightly.

His gaze fell on the hand that had just swung at his side—the black sword in his hand.

That sword, how could it suddenly appear?

Isn't Miss Christa's Yuan Force skill fire?

When An Mixiu was thinking, Hrista had already arrived in front of him, and now, it was two swords against two swords.

The two were at a stalemate.

"I would venture to ask, does Miss Christa have more than one Yuan Force skill?"

While this conjecture is absurd, it's not impossible.

The different pupils lit up, the corners of his mouth hooked, and the smile was indistinct: "I only have one Yuan Force skill." ”

That's it – tarot cards.

This time, Christa was very kind to tell him the answer.

An Mixiu looked at Hrista smile, and couldn't help but shudder, looking guarded, thinking about how to get rid of the person in front of him.

Khrista didn't know why his expression changed slightly, his hands holding the black sword hung down, his eyes looked at An Mixiu, as if he was muttering to himself, "Okay...... Since ......"

And An Mixiu, who was not far away, was confused.

Just let yourself go so easily?

The black swords in both hands turned into bits of golden light and dissipated.

Hrista turned and walked away, not saying much to Anmixiu.

Under the shade of the tree, the pair of different pupils lit slightly, pointed at him, and said to himself: "For now, let's get rid of Gadros first...... Now it's just the qualifiers, and I believe that the words will come later......"

And at this moment, Shen Jinyao appeared behind her.

"You're back, it looks like you're already in ninth place?"

Hrista turned around and looked at Shen Jinyao, who was kneeling on one knee, the corners of his mouth were slightly hooked, and his expression was playful: "Is it the An Mi Xiu of the two swords that is stronger, or are you stronger?" ”

Shen Yao lowered his head and did not speak.

"yes, I don't know how to know...... Well, maybe in the future, you two will have a chance to compete. ”

Under the sun, An Mixiu looked at the back of Hrista in the distance and breathed a sigh of relief, and his hands kept shaking.

The blow of Hrista just now, although it was said to have been blocked-

It seems that it will take a few days of rest.

An Mixiu slowly stood up and looked in the direction where Khrista had left.

Speaking of which, why would such a gentle person kill that young man?

Besides, with her current points, even if she doesn't brush her points, her ranking is still firmly in the first place-

Let's talk to Herista next time we see her.