For a killer, if you miss a blow, you must retreat.

However, for Leng Yitong, even if there is only a one percent chance, she has to fight.

That's why she is undefeated.

As soon as Leng Yitong landed, the bee needle in his hand was immediately thrown out.

At that moment, Lei Ting felt the breath of death rushing towards her face.

At the same time, Shura next to him reacted and raised his hand to slap the bee needle.

Everything happened in an instant.

At the moment when Shura's hand slapped over, Leng Yitong seemed to have expected it, his figure moved, bent his fingers into claws, and grabbed Lei Ting's neck.

Shura was in pain, and his body paused slightly, and Leng Yitong's claws had already grabbed Lei Ting's face.

Hum!

Shura's eyes froze, he snorted coldly, hooked his foot, and kicked Leng Yitong's wrist.

Leng Yitong's pupils shrank, endured the pain, and grabbed it violently.

Boom!

Leng Yitong took another kick, couldn't help but retreat for a while, and then hurriedly stabilized his figure, and then looked at Shura with a solemn face.

"Ahh Lei Ting howled in pain and raised her hand to cover her left eye, but one eye was scratched off by Leng Yitong's claws.

If it weren't for Shura's quick reaction, she wouldn't have lost one eye, but her entire head would have been screwed off.

"Shura, kill him, help me kill him." Lei Ting roared wildly, and the pain of losing her eyes was like a knife, pulling at her heart.

Shura squinted at Lei Ting and snorted coldly, "Shut up." ”

Lei Ting was stunned for a moment, and then quieted down, even if it hurt, she didn't dare to make a sound.

She knew that this man must not be made angry, otherwise the consequences would be serious.

"You've surprised me." Shura shook the palm of the hand that was shot through by the bee needle, and looked at Leng Yitong indifferently, through the Shura mask, it seemed that he could see the fierce killing intent in his eyes. "No one has ever been able to kill in front of me."

He raised his hand and pointed, "You're the first." ”

"Heh, are you complimenting me?" Leng Yitong tugged at the corners of his mouth and looked at Shura with a solemn expression.

Her series of actions just now had almost no flaws, but she was disturbed by this guy.

At this moment, she understood the fact that she was no match for this guy.

"You can understand it that way." Shura clenched his fists, felt that his hand was not so painful, and took a step forward. "It's just that in order to get my praise, you have to pay the price with your life."

Leng Yitong's heart tightened, his eyes turned, looking for a route to retreat.

It's just that the moment her gaze turned to the window, the figure of cultivation stood in front of her.

"I'm sorry, you've missed the best time to evacuate." Shura said lightly: "Now, you have no second choice but to die. ”

"Really?" Leng Yitong tugged at the corners of his mouth and forced himself to calm down. "I want to see, how are you going to stop me?"

When the words fell, Leng Yitong's figure moved, pinched four bee needles in his hands, and shot towards Shura's hands and feet.

These four bee needles do not seek to kill, but to be able to tear apart the other party's blockade for themselves, and then escape.

The bee needles are so thin and fast that ordinary people can't catch them at all.

However, Shura saw it clearly and avoided them one by one.

Leng Yitong's heart tightened slightly, and he went up with an arrow step, and when he raised his foot, he swept over with a whip leg.

Shura's eyes were full of banter, and he turned slightly to the side, just dodging it.

Immediately after, he raised his hand and patted Leng Yitong's ankle.

Leng Yitong was startled, spun around suddenly, and kicked his head with the other foot.

These two whip legs are seamlessly connected, whistling and powerful.

It's just that in Shura's eyes, it's ......

It's too slow.