This kind of attack naturally didn't hurt Lin Han in the slightest.

It wasn't until Lu Ming's flying sword approached that it was only an inch away from his eyebrows, that Lin Han waved his hand as if he was extremely lazy.

The little sword screamed and was knocked away, then spun back into Lu Ming's hand.

And the latter was able to dodge the attack of the living puppet again, and then held the sword in his backhand, and opened the living puppet with a blow that already had a bit of the true meaning of the sword shrine.

From slashing and slashing with brute force, to gradually carrying a little sword intent, and then the living puppet under the current can already perform a complete sword move.

Although this sword move is rough and deformed, it looks extremely funny and awkward, but this is a move that is completely used from the beginning to the end.

This shows that the situation in Changning has reached the extreme. Those fragments of divine souls mixed with the living puppet had begun to devour Changning's will, and perhaps even touched Changning's memory. Those realizations and meanings are things that are hidden deep in the soul of the gods, and one step deeper is the most fundamental reason why a person is an individual, and what distinguishes him from anyone else.

Once the root cause is lost, there will be no recovery.

It can't go on like this.

The decision has been made, and Lu Ming decisively changed his moves.

On tiptoe, he retreated into the air, and before Lin Han's next interference Dao force hit, like an autumn leaf being swept by the wind, the deer roared on one side of the air like a feather, and the next moment, it was wrapped in Wanjun thunder and blasted towards Lin Han.

Although she is slender, her moves are all about overwhelming people, and the sword intent cultivated from the sword mound is even more full of the meaning of the river meeting the mountain, the mountain and the stone breaking. This retreat is still an ordinary body method, but this last bang, Shengsheng was exerted by the deer roar with a momentum like cracking the sky.

Even Lin Han was pale and had to be treated with caution.

It's not that she didn't think that Lu Ming would want to break the situation with the ambition of burning jade, she was just conceited and cultivated to overwhelm the two of them, and she didn't bother to think about how to deal with such a situation.

If he didn't want to kill Lu Ming with his own hands, in the face of Lu Ming's sacrificial blow, even if this blow seemed menacing, with Lin Han's cultivation, it would only take a little effort to break this move head-on or even directly counterkill.

But since it's a game of cat and mouse, it's not bad to tease one or two?

This is the favorite little disciple of the old guys in the Sword Shrine, they can play with it in the palm of their hands, just thinking about it, Lin Han felt that happiness overflowed from the bone marrow.

She almost completely imitated Lu Ming's change of moves, and with the same retreat, she dodged the sharpness of Lu Ming's sword, and then followed the sword swing force to push the boat down the river, and with just one lead, she threw Lu Ming far aside.

The strength was accurate, but it didn't hurt Lu Ming at all.

Lu Ming landed on the ground and didn't wait to stand firmly, his wrist flipped, and another sword stabbed out.

Lin Leng smiled and continued to retreat.

Like a moth to a fire, Lu Ming repeated the seemingly futile process of drawing his sword and being thrown out.

"Hehe, little girl, if you only resist like Fang Cai, you may be able to live for a while, but if you keep pounce on you with a sword like now, the old body really can't guarantee that when you get tired of playing, let that living puppet take out your heart and liver with one claw. ”

Lin Han's smile was covered by the night, revealing only a miserable row of white teeth.

Lu Ming's beautiful little face was an extremely solemn expression.

Her mind sank into the stubborn flying stab of sword after sword.

She has been pampered since she was a child, and she has been loved by thousands of people when she enters the sword shrine. She doesn't have to calculate everything, tell her when someone has done it. But now, there is no one to help her, no one to calculate for her.

She couldn't think of any other way to break the game than this kind of sacrificial attack.

The absolute disparity in strength is enough to make any calculation pale in comparison.

And with the repetition of sword after sword, Lin Han's patience was finally gradually exhausted.

At first, she would deliberately control the force of throwing Lu Ming out, but later, she simply didn't have any suppression at all, and when the sword came, she waved her hand and slapped it away.

Lu Ming's aura had begun to be disordered, her hair bun had spread out a little, and the blue dress had been torn apart from the continuous attack.

The only thing that remains unchanged is probably only those bright and determined eyes.

Lin Han's face was gloomy, revealing full impatience.

On the one hand, the living puppets and Changning, like two statues, together with the collapsed pavilions in the Chen Mansion, were silent.

"Is there an end to it? The old man's patience is limited, can't he die honestly?Why don't the young people obediently do what the old man says?!"

Finally tired of playing this boring attack and defense, Lin Han's feet moved slightly, and he was standing in front of Changning, who was standing still.

"Out of the sword, do you guess that the old body threw you out this time, or did you not control the sword and slashed this bastard?"

"Anyway, this time the end is decided, Changning and I are no good, in this case, do you think I will be afraid?"

Lu Ming's voice was obviously detached, but the tone was still incomparably firm.

"Stupid. Anyway, no matter if Ji Changning kills you or you kill Ji Changning, the old body still has a way to kill the other. This living puppet that fused with the breath of the Buddha has now merged with Ji Changning's soul, and if the living puppet kills you, it is Ji Changning who kills you...... However, if you can kill Changning, it seems that it will save the old man a lot of effort?"

The night is silent.

There was a soft whistling.

Lu Ming's sword is more than the original, except that the sword intent is still resolute, but the sword momentum has obviously no follow-up power.

Lin Han watched the sword pass over weakly for a long time, and even had the mind to observe the waning moon reflected in the smooth spine of the sword.

To deal with this sword, she didn't even need to use her Dao power.

When the sword was already in front of her, she took a step back.

Lu Ming went in again.

Lin Han retreated again.

It's like a kite without weight.

The blade of the sword pierced through the air.

Brings a series of fine and melodious chirps.

Lin Han had almost stuck in front of Changning.

But Lu Ming's sword didn't mean to stop.

"Stupid. ”

Lin Han spit out these two words in a low voice, and he was about to take a step sideways, throwing Changning completely on Lu Ming's sword path.

She was almost ready to watch Lu Ming pierce Changning's chest with a sword.

Then a sharp sting stopped her movements.

She frowned slightly.

Lu Ming's sword was obviously still three feet away.

And whose sword is it now?

Bowing his head, a short sword tip poked out from Lin Han's lower abdomen.

She heard a cold, ghostly voice coming from behind her.

"Prizes. ”