Li Xiaobing deftly avoided the blade, and swung his claws at Li'er's throat. Li'er forcibly twisted her body in the air, her claws scraping the side of her neck, and her blade slashing through Li Xiaobing's shoulder.

The two landed on the ground and distanced themselves. Li'er didn't expect that there would be anyone who could survive the previous soul storm. Li Xiaobing, covered in blood, was half-prostrate on the ground, letting out a gloomy roar deep in his throat, revealing his sharp fangs. He has short gray hair, sharp wolf claws, and a pair of blue pupils.

"Wolf Girl. Li'er's eyes sank.

"Your Majesty, you go first. Li Xiaobing wiped the blood in front of her eyes and stared at the woman in the red tights in front of her. Jin Huanchen's face was pale, and he looked at the sharp blade in Li'er's hand with palpitations, and ran quickly towards the exit of the altar.

"Want to go?" Li'er sneered, turning into a red shadow and attacking Jin Huan again.

Seeing this, Li Xiaobing quickly pounced on Li'er. The two swift figures collided in the air and rolled into a ball. Because Li Xiaobing was injured, Li'er had the upper hand, and after a few rolls, he pressed Li Xiaobing under him, and stabbed Li Xiaobing in the neck with his right hand. Li Xiaobing turned his head sideways to avoid it, and the sword stabbed into the ground next to his neck, and his left hand immediately grabbed Li'er's wrist to prevent her from pulling out the knife. Li'er's left hand stabbed again, Li Xiaobing couldn't dodge, grabbed Li'er's left wrist with his right hand, and the tip of the knife stopped in front of his throat.

Li'er tried to stab the knife into Li Xiaobing's throat several times, but the werewolf's toughness exceeded her expectations, and the two were at a stalemate for a short time. But Li Xiaobing was injured after all, and he exerted force from the bottom up, the balance of strength gradually tilted in the direction of Li'er, and the tip of the knife stabbed Li Xiaobing's throat little by little. Li Xiaobing clenched his teeth, and with ten fingers, the wolf claw pierced Li'er's wrist. Li'er was in pain, Li Xiaobing's pressure instantly decreased a lot, and the tip of the knife gradually moved away. Li'er's eyes were fierce, and he staggered Li Xiaobing's strength, and stabbed the knife hard to the right. The blade instantly pierced Li Xiaobing's left shoulder, and the red blood bloomed.

"Ahh Li'er took advantage of the momentum to roll away, and pulled out the knife with his right hand, while the knife in his left hand remained on Li Xiaobing's shoulder. The knife stabbed too deeply, only the handle remained outside, and the blade went directly through Li Xiaobing's shoulder, pierced into the ground, and nailed Li Xiaobing's left half of his body to the ground like a nail.

"Damn!uh!" Li Xiaobing scolded angrily, groaning as he pulled the knife out of his left shoulder, and the sound of the blade scraping against his shoulder bone was heard.

"Werewolf, why are you protecting this human?"

"He, is he still alive?" Li Xiaobing stood up tremblingly again and stopped in front of Li'er.

"That guy from the Abyss Clan?"

"What Yuyuan Clan? I'm asking about the Han Dynasty of the Spirit Guard!" Li Xiaobing had never been so excited.

"It seems that you don't know his identity yet. Li'er pointed a knife at Li Xiaobing, "I don't care what your relationship is, if you don't get out of the way, I'll send you to accompany him." ”

And so it was. Li Xiaobing smiled bitterly, blood continued to flow from the wound on his left shoulder, and he fell to his knees due to excessive blood loss.

Seeing this, Li'er thought that the werewolf in front of him had given up resistance, and directly crossed Li Xiaobing and chased towards the exit of the altar.

Just as Li'er passed by Li Xiaobing's side, Li Xiaobing struggled to stand up again, his right arm burning with gray flames, and the wolf's claws tore through the flesh on the left side of Li'er's abdomen. Li'er immediately rolled sideways to avoid Li Xiaobing's pursuit. Li Xiaobing raised his right arm, and the gray flames burned brightly, gradually forming a wolf-headed phantom on his arm.

"You're going to fight for your life, aren't you?" Li'er sneered, and the whole person became illusory.

Li Xiaobing's right arm was swung out, and the wolf's head detached from his arm and attacked Li'er. At the moment when the wolf's head came to the front, Li'er turned into five illusory shadows, bypassing the wolf's head from different directions, and recondensed behind Li Xiaobing. At this moment, the winner is decided. Li'er turned around and stabbed him, without giving Li Xiaobing any chance.

Li Xiaobing fell, Li'er picked up the knife in his left hand, covered the wound in his abdomen, and chased towards the exit of the altar.

Just as Li'er rushed to the exit, a werewolf with gray flames suddenly appeared, holding a huge iron halberd, and struck Li'er in the abdomen. The giant force knocked Li'er away, and the blood spurted. Li'er fell to the ground, rolled on the ground a few times due to inertia, struggled a little, failed to get up, and felt empty from the wound on her abdomen. Suddenly, there was a mysterious throbbing in Li'er's heart, and life poured into the flesh, which actually made her struggle to stand up.

The werewolf who was seriously injured just now did not continue to pursue, but rushed to the middle of the altar, picked up Li Xiaobing, and shouted: "Xiaobing! Xiaobing!" The person who came was Shen Zhi, the left captain of the Lingwei Division, who was also a werewolf.

Of course, the dead man will not answer him. Shen Zhi hugged Li Xiaobing, cried in pain, slowly put down the corpse, stood up, his eyes bloodshot, and stared at Li'er.

Li'er's face was solemn, and now her state really can't deal with Shen Zhi.

"Ahh

Li'er dodged to avoid the halberd blade, and stabbed Shen Zhi in the back with two knives. But Shen Zhi didn't seem to feel pain, and knocked Li'er away sideways, the long halberd was round, and the halberd surface was pumped on Li'er's body, and Li'er was pumped away. Li'er fell to the ground, but the knife was still on Shen Zhi's back. Shen Zhi chased after him, the halberd stabbed continuously, and Li'er rolled away sideways. Dodged several times in a row, and after the halberd fell into the air and stabbed into the ground again, Li'er rolled in reverse, pressed on the halberd, retracted his waist and abdomen hard, and clamped Shen Zhi's neck with his legs upward, knocking Shen Zhi down.

Li'er used scissor legs to twist Shen Zhi's neck and tried to strangle Shen Zhi. But Shen Zhi's neck was like an iron cast, and he didn't react, so he directly hung Li'er on his neck and carried it, fell to the ground violently, and kicked Li'er away with a kick. The kick slammed into the wound cut by the iron halberd earlier, tearing flesh and blood, and the traces of Li'er's slip were covered with blood.

Li'er struggled again, clenching the twin knives. Previously, in the hand-to-hand fight with Shen Zhi, she pulled out the short knife left behind Shen Zhi's back.

Shen Zhi roared and kicked the iron halberd away with another kick, and the beastly nature in the werewolf's blood was completely stimulated.

"Leave!" Gan Sheng shouted from the mouth of the soul keeper's cave. Gan Sheng understood that since the people of the Spirit Guard Division had arrived, the plan to assassinate Jin Huanchen had failed.

"Then I'll have to kill this guy before I can leave. Li'er smiled wryly and shook her head.

"You can't go. Shen Zhi spread out his wolf claws, and his voice was accompanied by a low beast roar.

Li'er untied her headband, her long hair was scattered, and her eyes were closed, her beautiful face was covered with blood and dirt, like a rose blooming in the flames of war. The figure became illusory, and four phantoms appeared behind him, unable to tell which one was real.

The gray flames on Shen Zhi's body continued to burn, gray hair grew from his arms, and his body became stronger again, half-lying on the ground, as if he had really turned into a demon wolf.

Five phantoms swept out together, bringing gusts of sword wind around Shen Zhi. And Shen Zhi seemed to have turned into a sculpture, allowing the blade to raise blood on his body, leaving some painless scars. Suddenly, Shen Zhi felt a pain in his ankle, and this knife was extremely fierce. The tips of Shen Zhi's ears moved slightly, and he swung out with a claw, right in the middle of his true body. Li'er was knocked away, leaving a bloody claw mark on his left shoulder, and the other four phantoms also dissipated together.

Li'er got up, ignored Shen Zhi, and ran directly to the wall next to the altar.

Shen Zhi immediately chased after him, but his feet were weak, and he fell to the ground without running two steps, and he realized that his right foot hamstring had been cut by Li'er just now. If he continued to fight, Shen Zhi would never lose, but it would be impossible to catch up with Li'er.

"Damn!" Shen Zhi slammed his fist on the ground, the flames faded, and he gradually returned to the size of a normal person.

Li'er came to the wall, put her toes on the wall, jumped upwards with the help of force, and in the blink of an eye she was close to the top of the wall.

"Be careful!" Gan Sheng's shout came from the entrance of the cave in the distance.

At the same time, a large group of soldiers poured in from the entrance to the altar. Seeing Li'er in the air, the leading soldiers waved their flags, and the archers behind them released their arrows together. Arrows are like flying locusts, shooting at Li'er. At this time, Li'er was in the air, with nowhere to dodge.