As the saying goes, good steel is used on the blade. Flash Dance

After feeling that his spiritual power was no longer as abundant and full as in the immortal land, Han Baiyi immediately chose the route of saving spiritual energy.

In this case, as a weapon of great killing of souls, it naturally cannot be used casually.

Until just now, Han Baiyi was seduced by the voice of the red-robed woman for a moment, and he subconsciously used it once.

But it was also what I saw in the black and white world just now that made Han Baiyi break out in a cold sweat behind his back.

Faces.

It's all human faces.

Whether it was the ground, the sky, the silt, the walls, or even the black lines that the woman had spread all the way to her knees, they were all imprinted with the faces of people who looked different, but whose expressions were unusually consistent, maintaining despair.

Under the influence of the uncanny valley theory, this kind of human face, which is incomparably similar to a human face, but is taken out separately and placed in front of the eyes, and one by one maintains a distorted and crazy expression, so that the negative emotions in Han Baiyi's heart can be released to the greatest extent.

Irritable, angry, fearful, cowardly, losing reason.

However, the next moment when Han Baiyi's whole body was wrapped, all the illusions in front of him disappeared with the spread of the black and white world.

The frantic fury of the voice disappeared.

After that, the only thing left was the vigilance in Han Baiyi's heart.

Turning his head again, he saw that the calves covered with black lines below the knees were temporarily ignored, and even on the side of the woman's delicate face, small and dense scales appeared one after another.

Like snake scales.

Han Baiyi didn't think he had a phobia of intensity, but even so, seeing the small pieces of snake scales distributed on this beautiful woman's face, as well as the black lines that slowly climbed towards her knees and upper body, she couldn't help but feel a chill in her heart.

"Eyes, I don't want it anymore"

The hoarse female voice fell, and a pitch-black Han sword wiped out Han Baiyi's eyes at a flexible speed that was extremely inconsistent with it.

Han Baiyi was a short body rolling, instantly avoiding the spurs of the red-robed woman, and jumping under his feet to avoid the black matter that spontaneously climbed towards him. Flash Dance

But before Han Baiyi could raise her head to observe her movements, she saw that the red-robed woman made a slight posture of lifting, but in fact, her tender white little feet were as clumsy as if they were stuck in the glue and could not be withdrawn.

Then, the figure vanished.

When he appeared in the field of vision again, he was already in front of Han Baiyi.

The red-robed woman disappeared so abruptly, and then appeared in front of Han Baiyi's eyes very abruptly, as if teleporting.

The two of them kept their eyes facing each other, and the distance between the tips of each other's noses was less than an inch.

Han Baiyi could even smell the faint fragrance brought by the psychological effect.

Look directly into the pupils.

The woman spoke softly, as softly as if lovers were complaining to each other

"The distance between you and me doesn't mean anything."

Han Sword swings down.

clang

Han Baiyi raised his knife again to block it.

Until the moment he blocked this sword, Han Baiyi didn't see how the other party came out with the sword.

Speed and power were beyond the limits of what he could see.

However, I don't know if it's because the actual combat skills are too weak, even if she can't see the action, Han Baiyi can judge her killing intent and the point of falling the knife through the eyes of a woman.

This is an intuition that has been exchanged for countless battles of life and death, and countless real pains.

It's not a skill, to put it bluntly, it's a familiar experience.

Han Baiyi jumped away sensitively again.

This time, however, he didn't choose to use his back to face the enemy.

It's too dangerous.

Han Baiyi frowned.

If you're not careful, you'll die.

The red-robed woman looked as if she didn't care at all, waving the black sword in her hand casually, as if she was sharpening her gun.

However, her actions were extremely absurd in Han Baiyi's eyes.

Obviously, one second he looked like a beginner was immature, but the next second he swung his sword smoothly like flowing water, and he was obviously an old sword wielder. 35xs

The movements are easy and the sword is smooth.

Every minute and every second seems to be pulling up at a rapid speed like a rocket.

The rate of progress is terrifying.

As if noticing Han Baiyi's eyes, the red-robed woman asked calmly

"Is it surprising?"

She swung her sword and swept the bookshelves behind her.

"Reed Names, Ape, Butterfly Lady, Owl"

"Everything you know is a part of who I am."

"Their combat wisdom and experience naturally belong to me."

In the face of Han Baiyi's doubts, she did not have the slightest reservation, and explained with a smile.

Chi Guoguo's show of force.

As she spoke, she raised her steps again, and suddenly appeared in front of Han Baiyi, and a sword fell.

Han Baiyi maintained a tense state of nerves from beginning to end, and naturally there was no reason to be careless, but the sword style of the block was only off, and there was a tingling pain on his cheeks.

A long piece of sideburns hair fluttered up.

Beads of blood, flowing diagonally from the wound on the cheek.

To this day, this kind of pain has long been unable to touch Han Baiyi's nerves.

On the contrary, it was the amazing improvement of that sword cultivation, which could be called a gorgeous sword style circulation, which made Han Baiyi's heart tremble.

It's open

Hang more than everyone gets and is punished

So Han Baiyi rushed.

"Drink"

Han Baiyi's face was hideous, and his tears flashed red arc light in the dark space, and his body shape changed extremely flexibly.

However, the woman in the red robe looked indifferent.

"Too slow."

Raise your hand and swing your sword.

The pitch-black eight-sided Han sword was horizontal in front of his chest, his wrist just moved slightly, and the blade of the sword followed the woman's wrist to open the two knives that Han Baiyi slashed fiercely, and the movements were easy and freehand, as if he had practiced thousands of times.

Han Baiyi seemed to be a little excited, obviously seeing the woman's swordsmanship, he still advanced fiercely.

The oblique slash of worship tears was intercepted in the middle by Han Jian with a sword blade, and as soon as the strength of the two touched, Han Baiyi immediately realized the huge gap between his strength and speed, and the tip of the knife was twisted obliquely and desperately led away from the opponent's blade, but it was driven by the strong force of the red-robed woman, and his body couldn't help but lean in the collision with her weapon, as if he had lost his center of gravity.

However, the more this is the case, the more Han Baiyi shows a crazy and irritable state.

On the contrary, the woman in the red robe became more and more relaxed, and even had the heart to make jokes.

"Left split."

"Pick it up on the right."

"Slash."

"Can you stop it?"

Obviously, every slash and stab is easy, but the strength contained in this small arm is so great that Han Baiyi can't resist it at all, and every sword in his hand requires him to resist with the greatest strength.

The gap is so large that it is visible to the naked eye.

Any layman can see that Han Baiyi, who has resisted again and again in the confrontation, is at an absolute disadvantage.

However, in the face of this disadvantage, Han Baiyi, who was struggling to resist, had a faint smile in his eyes.

Sure enough, experience and thinking, how can it be completely possessed.

Ding Ding

The swords intersected at super high speed, and a series of metallic sounds with dazzling sparks bloomed in the darkness, and the narrow distance between the two seemed to be burning with fierce flames, and the sound of iron forging became more and more dazzling in the center of the continuous light.

Han Baiyi seemed to be overwhelmed in this battle, but in this white-hot battle, except for the scar that was left on his cheek at the beginning, there was not even a trace of blood on his body.

On the contrary, the clothes were cut several times, and they became hollow beggars.

Dexterity and perceptiveness.

This body, or rather the spirit body, gave Han Baiyi an almost extreme sense of control.

Although there is still a big gap in physical fitness compared to the immortal township, if it is only used to resist, Han Baiyi is still a little confident.

But he still maintained the manic and crazy impact posture just now,

Because that's how he should react.

The red-robed woman looked at him wildly dancing with a blank face, and whispered in his ear from time to time, as if she was mocking.

In fact, whenever she whispered, Han Baiyi's ears seemed to set up an eight-hundred-decibel loudspeaker, and the violent hoarse sound made him want to tear his brain apart on the spot.

If it weren't for his body to resist, it would have been almost impossible for Han Baiyi to stay awake.

Thankfully, this almost didn't materialize.

"Slash."

The red-robed woman seemed to be a little impatient, and slashed with a horizontal sword.

clang

Just an ordinary horizontal slash made Han Baiyi feel like he had been smashed by a heavy hammer, and even his internal organs were about to be vomited out.

However, Han Baiyi, who was hit by this blow, had a difficult smile on his face.

Bang.

Han Baiyi's figure suddenly flew out of thin air like an arrow from a string, and disappeared in front of the woman with a whoosh.

The red-robed woman was stunned.

On the ground, a deep footprint was left.

Just when the red-robed woman blindly pursued to make Han Baiyi's spirit crazy, Han Baiyi had already moved the battlefield to the front of the black wall.

Han Baiyi, who was swept away like a black shadow, smashed into the black wall at a speed beyond the reaction of ordinary people, but his body turned around at the moment when he was about to touch the black wall.

Press your palms against the black walls.

The black and white world, shattering everything.

Han Baiyi's figure passed straight through the center.

The woman in the red robe also reacted at this time, and immediately followed with a step, but slammed into the black wall, as if an ordinary person jumped down from the ten-meter diving platform with his teeth and claws, and then smashed a big splash.

In such a stagnant time, Han Baiyi had already come to the blood-colored crystal pillar, looking at the figure struggling in the black wall behind him, he had no way out.

Touch the palm of your hand.

airplanes

Consciousness dissolves.

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