The tip of his foot stretched forward, and with a slight hook, the monk could not hold the long knife that had fallen into his hand.

Xiang'er gently turned the handle of the knife, the long knife whirred in the wind, and a piece of knife light shone, a good knife, but unfortunately the person was a little worse.

Turning his head to look at the two monks who had dodged the thunder in their palms and were about to pounce and hesitated, their fingers stretched out and hooked, showing contempt.

At this time of the battle, Xiang'er's hole cards were exhausted, palm thunder, flying sword, Xiaobai.

The first two can be easily obtained, relying on a surprise, but now, the other party has taken precautions, and the shadow has become a bright son, and it is almost impossible to achieve it if you want to take it down with one move.

However, what Xiang'er wants is a trick, time, she can't hold these two people, it's just a second and a breath, which is very important to her, above her head, Brother Xiaohu is hostile to two alone, I don't know how difficult it is, until now, Xiang'er doesn't dare to look up, and her consciousness has intentionally or unintentionally avoided that direction.

From Stone Town to here, Xiang'er is already familiar with the monks of Great Xia, she has a double cultivation of spirit and body, relying on the other party does not know the means of qi practitioners, she can easily kill, but once the hole cards are exposed, she can only fall into a protracted battle, although her strength is much stronger than ordinary single refining or qi training, but in this ghost place, everyone is a monster, all of them have great strength, and when it comes to fighting, there is no other way except to win with skills.

If it doesn't work, it has to work, Xiang'er can only attack at this time, and the first move is to provoke the opponent and psychological warfare.

The monk, who was a little hesitant, suddenly forgot his panic in the face of the little girl's contempt, his eyes became red, as if he was facing an enemy who killed his father, and roared and pounced.

How many years, how many years have no one dared to be so rude, too, too presumptuous, just to kill two careless companions, as for being so arrogant? Can you still speak well? The two monks, their nostrils spewing hot breath, their mouths cracked, their teeth bared, and their chests rose and fell rapidly.

The blade in his hand smashed violently and sharply, the dust and rocks in the field were stirring, the wind was terrible and terrifying, and the two snow-white long knives were reflected in the pale earth around him, and he couldn't tell which was the sword light and which was the snow color.

The first trick is done.

Xiang'er suddenly calmed down, and next, it was time for the soldiers to make a dangerous move.

The action, slowed down in her eyes, the two refining monks, as if performing slow motion, funny, the picture also followed Xiang'er's sight, zooming in and out at will, small, she seemed to be standing outside the field, the eyes of outsiders, to pay attention to this battle, all the flaws and weaknesses were exposed, big, the pores on the monk's face, the defects on the blade, appeared in her eyes one by one, Xiang'er never thought that it would be like this, with the eyes of her refining master, the problem that was originally invisible, the problem of building on the blade, after magnification, was revealed。

Xiang'er felt as if that emotion was also isolated, she was like a marionette, without any thoughts and emotions.

Just like just now, when I found a problem on the blade, I knew that I might not have to fight desperately, but I was excited, but there was no reaction on my face.

At this moment, Xiang'er closed her eyes, her body twisted strangely in the light, and the knife light flashed her body, and the cold air made the treasures on her body be stirred up one by one.

The monk on the left, the long knife in his hand, in one-third of the blade, there is a gap, perhaps left when he fought with others, but in Xiang'er's eyes, this problem is infinitely magnified and magnified, next to that, is the importance of the connection of the entire knife body, there is usually no problem, however, after this gap appears, the stability of the blade has been destroyed, as long as, continuous hitting there, the knife, will be shattered.

Dodging the sword light in the sky, the long knife in Xiang'er's hand pointed directly at the long knife in the hand of the monk on the left, at this moment, the knife was used as a sword, the tip of the knife, always chasing the blade, once, twice, three times, constantly at the same point.

It seemed that 10,000 years had passed, and it seemed to be just a moment, the long knife in the monk's hand, with a bang, suddenly exploded, and large and small fragments, under the agitation of two forces, shot out in all directions, containing all three of them.

The monk on the right, only to see Xiang'er rushed into the knife light, and then, the long knife in the companion's hand was broken, the fragments did not know anyone, a large wave of fragments, shot at him, the monk screamed, the long knife was withdrawn, danced into a ball, tightly protected around the body, and the eyes that were red just now instantly faded a lot.

Anything, it's not important to put your own life on the line, just let him come, anyway, this fragment is not just against him, after these breaths, the girl still can't run away, but, companion, may be a little dangerous, in this regard, the monk on the right is busy blocking the fragment, while casting a sympathetic look at his companion.

The shattered blade revealed sharp corners, which were not much worse than the sharpness of the blade, and it was only when two huge forces collided that it exploded, and the speed was also amazingly fast.

Xiang'er did not retreat but advanced, ignoring the fragments of the knife body that shot from the sky, the long knife turned, and slashed diagonally according to the monk, the person and the knife were mixed together, and I couldn't see where the person was and where the knife was, only two words to describe it, amazing.

The monk on the left only felt a light in his hand, and the long knife was only left with the hilt, fragments, and he didn't even let go, and the girl in front of him seemed to be crazy, so she chased after him, and the knife light was less than half a step away from him.

The monk rushed forward violently, and at this time he could not retreat at all, and there was no blade in his hand, let alone block, and in a hurry, his legs were bent, and his upper body fell backwards, and the hilt of the knife in his hand was like the light of the knife, just to be able to stop it for a breath.

However, he forgot that Xiang'er didn't just have this long knife, and the flying sword that followed her didn't protect her and help her shoot the fragment of the blade, but followed Xiang'er and shot forward.

The sword light swept obliquely over the monk, the cold, aroused him to come out of the prickly heat, death, it was the first time that he was so close to him, but it was the end of it, next, it was his turn to make a move, just thinking like this, the monk stiffened his waist, ready to straighten up, although the blade was gone, but the hands were still there, so close to the distance, even if there was a blade, it would not be needed at this time.

A streamer of light continued to magnify in his eyes, and then disappeared from view, and then there was a sharp pain in his chest and abdomen, and blood gushed out.

Is this weird flying little sword?

The monk secretly scolded himself for damning, how could he forget this, but it didn't matter, he was disemboweled, it didn't look good, and he couldn't die.

The body still maintained a posture of continuing to straighten up, and his hands did not cover the wound, but the strength continued to flow towards the hands, and the hands, because too much strength poured in, there were already two balls of light.

Everything is going to the good side, but, suddenly, a white object appeared behind Xiang'er again, when it first appeared, it was only the size of a palm, and in the blink of an eye, it turned into a huge demon beast, and it pressed heavily on his body, and he was almost standing upright, and with a bang, he was pressed to the ground.

The sharp teeth took over all the view, and a huge mouth appeared in front of him, and the monk swore that he could see how many teeth there were.

Click, this was the last sound the monk heard, and there was only darkness in front of him, for his head had been bitten by the big mouth, and nothing else could be seen.

Xiao Bai bit off the monk's head in one bite, swallowed it after a few chews, for eating people, just like eating other demon beasts, I don't feel anything, Xiao Bai doesn't think that people are better than demon beasts, at least, this person is not as delicious as the heart of the demon emperor.

The blood column spurted out from the neck, activating the qi and blood of the monk, the pressure of the blood vessels in the body was amazing, even if it was a small injury, a string of blood would emerge, but usually, the muscles would squirm for the first time and block the wound, but now, it can only keep gushing out.

The light on his hand just now lost the strength to continue to pour in, and quickly dimmed, and the monk's headless body was pressed under Xiaobai's body, and he unconsciously twitched a few times, and then calmed down, but it was dyed red again.

The battlefield was quiet, the only surviving monk watched in horror as his companion's body was swallowed by the white demon beast, and the girl in front of him had turned into a female demon, with blood stains all over her body, looking at him coldly, her tongue licked her lips, a drop of blood that she didn't know whose it was, was swept into her mouth, that look, cold with cruelty, and as if with a trace of thirst for blood.

Xiang'er was just an unconscious movement, and she didn't know that there were blood droplets on the side of her mouth, besides, even if there were, it was normal, because she rushed over with debris just now, and she didn't know how many holes had been punched out of her body, Baoyi had already lost her effect, and the wounds were too many to count, even if the muscles kept squirming, they couldn't stop the blood from flowing out.

I had never felt so cold, the long knife in her hand became heavy, and her strength gradually disappeared into her body with the loss of blood, and the only thing that could be used now was her remaining spiritual power.

The feeling of powerlessness welled up in her heart, and Xiang'er knew that she was standing here completely by will, and the rest of the monks, relying on her seriously injured body and the remaining spiritual power, I am afraid it would be difficult to win.

The injury was too serious, several fragments, all passed through her chest and abdomen, and the internal organs inside must be terrible, although as long as there is time, eat a few more elixirs, and it will get better immediately, but where is the time to do this now, as long as she dares to take out the elixir, Xiang'er believes that the monk opposite will definitely pounce.

There must be a way, there must be a way.

Xiang'er slowly raised the long knife in her hand, her gaze was even colder than just now.