The black-robed demon cultivator covered his pierced left eye, and staggered back, he didn't expect Lu Duhuan to be able to hurt him, after reacting, his other intact eye surged with angry blood red, obviously extremely angry at what he had just been injured.

His long sword was furious, and the wind was raging, leaving deep sword marks on the surrounding trees, obviously this large-scale attack was an interpretation of the resentment he had against Lu Duhuan in his heart.

And the intact eye was even more ruthless, full of malice, as if he wanted to disembowel Lu Duhuan on the spot.

Lu Duanhuan hissed lightly, and immediately leaned over and flew away, the old dog thief obviously drove her crazy with a blow to her, and now she has no reason at all.

But—

This happened to be her chance.

Lu Duanhuan thought about it, so he simply gave up the attack and dragged out the battle line. She distanced herself from this black-robed demon cultivator again, and seriously started a guerrilla war with him.

Her body has also reached its limit, and now it is more about patience, the old dog thief Demon Cultivator has lost his mind, and he is completely impatient.

Cultivation is not strategic enough to make up, she is just facing him, she is not the opponent of the old dog thief, only by constantly consuming his physical strength, when he shows his tired face, she will have a chance to fight, and then she will have a chance to fight, and then she will have a chance to survive.

......

In the middle of the exchanges, all the bark of the nearby trees was scratched by the tornado-like sword momentum of the black-robed demon cultivator.

Lu Duhuan, who used himself as a kite, avoided dodging the sword of the black-robed demon cultivator, or turned sideways, or swirled, but he didn't go head-on.

The black-robed demon cultivator was in hot pursuit, and his anger was even more irritated by Lu Qianhuan's kite play, and the attack was like a storm and all towards Lu Qianhuan.

Lu Duhuan also had more wounds on her body, blood gushed out, her already red clothes were stained even redder by blood, and her first few times she passed by the killing moves of the black-robed demon cultivator, all of them were narrowly avoided.

Tsk, she feels that it is not easy for her head to rest on her head now, others have a bald crisis at most, and she is a U-turn crisis.

In this way, the two of them jumped up and down and persevered for half an hour, and the black-robed demon cultivator finally showed obvious fatigue, although the attack was with Sen Sen's killing intent, it was not as powerful as before, and the speed was much slower than before.

Lu Duhuan's face did not fluctuate much, but he suddenly breathed a sigh of relief in his heart.

She no longer blindly dodged and defended, she infused the entire sword with the fierce and violent sword qi, making her sword fierce and fierce, and facing the attack of the black-robed demon cultivator head-on with the momentum of breaking through ten thousand laws with an indomitable momentum.

Seeing this, the black-robed demon cultivator smiled contemptuously, and said gloomily, "Finally, you don't hide around like a little mouse anymore?"

Lu Duhuan didn't respond, her sword intersected with the sword of the black-robed demon cultivator, and the two swords collided fiercely, making a "clang" sound.

Lu Duhuan was shocked by the tremor of the collision of the blades and took a step back, and then attacked fiercely and quickly again, at the same time, he glanced up at the canopy, with a hint of deep meaning in his eyes, the black-robed demon cultivator only wanted to cut this little mouse that hurt his eyes under the sword, and then dug out her sword heart, and then shattered her body into ten thousand pieces, and did not notice her small action.

Although the fatigue of this black-robed demon cultivator was obvious, and his attack was not as powerful as before, it would be extremely difficult for Lu Duhuan to kill him under the sword.

After a while, Lu Qianhuan held his breath before and opened his sword qi to the extreme, and the momentum quickly leaked down like a punctured balloon.

Her aura was already a little messy, and the black-robed demon cultivator was even more excited when she saw this, and even had the strength to mock again: "Little mouse, wouldn't it be nice for you to say that you just let me dig out your heart at the beginning......?"

Lu Duhuan didn't want to deal with him, but this black-robed demon cultivator not only talked a lot of nonsense and was annoying, but also wanted to break her corpse into thousands of pieces, so she couldn't bear it, and immediately said: "Tell me the truth, I suspect that Ling Gaotang accidentally changed the placenta and your brain when he gave birth to you, so your intelligence level is only at the level of an embryo, I am dead, can you still care if you want to divide my corpse into several sections?!! I advise you to visit the Department of Brain as soon as possible, and maybe you can contribute to the major discovery of the 'interaction design between the placenta and the brain' in the history of medicine in the world." ”

Lu Duhuan used his sword to receive the attack of the black-robed demon cultivator, and at the same time taunted him with a cannon and dealt a mental blow to him.

The black-robed demon cultivator was scolded with anger, and he was even more angry and aimed at Lu Duhuan with his sword, at this time, the surrounding trees swayed, spilling countless fluttering leaves, and in this leaf rain, Qin Wuregret flexibly drew a beautiful parabola in mid-air.

The black-robed demon cultivator heard the sound of the wind breaking through the air, and he didn't have time to explore the location of the sound.

Seeing Lu Qianhuan's face with a smile of success, he was terrified, and before he could think about it, a sword broke out from his back, and pierced his heart impartially, he trembled and pointed at Lu Qianhuan with his sword: "You ......"

The black-robed demon cultivator's hand hung down weakly, the sword in his hand fell to the ground, after Qin Wuregret pulled out the sword, the black-robed demon cultivator instantly fell to the ground, his vitality was lost along with the blood, and after dying and struggling for a while, he finally died unwillingly.

After Lu Qianhuan saw that the person hung up, the whole person relaxed, sat on the ground, and gasped for breath.

Qin Wuregret walked up to her, squatted down and asked, "Senior sister, are you okay?" ”

Lu Wanhuan lowered his head, his expression was dark and uncertain.