However, the best blood is the best among the younger generation of disciples of the Blood Cloth Sect, and the strength he is now exerting is only half of it, and the stronger Nie Wushuang is, the more excited he is.

It's like the set of bloody clothes door swordsmanship he is playing now, which is extremely fast, suppressing all of Nie Wushuang's sword skills, Nie Wushuang was also shocked in his heart, he didn't expect that this guy didn't expect that in addition to liking perverts, he didn't expect that his strength was really not to be underestimated, especially this fast sword.

Although Nie Wushuang was a little uncomfortable with this kind of fast sword at first, the fast sword is flexible and flexible, strong mobility, but the lethality is not strong, this is a short board, and Nie Wushuang's defense is quite strong, in addition to being on the verge of life and death countless times in the past five years, there are also several fists and feet that have been cultivated are all good at hand-to-hand combat. So I wasn't much afraid of a change in the tactics of bloodshed.

The two of them were dazzled by the sword and sword shadows, but Li Huanling was also a master of the blood exchange realm, and he did not confuse his vision at all, but instead saw some things that others did not know, such as Nie Wushuang was honing his body with the help of the Blood Sword.

In fact, this is also the case, Nie Wushuang was not in a hurry to use a special move to kill the blood, but now he has honed more than a hundred moves, and he really has not improved any body method, originally the body method is one of the most difficult supernatural powers for cultivators to master, where is it so easy to improve.

"That's all you have to do with blood, then you can die. Nie Wushuang showed an indifferent look in front of Li Huanling for the first time, Li Huanling was stunned for a moment, seeing Nie Wushuang at this moment, she seemed to understand that this unequaled brother who looked very frivolous or cynical must lack some kind of softness in his heart.

"Even if you let the horse come, I'm afraid you won't make it. "Bloodshed is originally an iron-blooded dead man, where would he be afraid of Nie Wushuang's provocation.

Nie Wushuang held the knife in both hands, and the one-meter-and-five-long black iron broadsword lit up with a substantial black sword, a foot long, sharp enough to cut ordinary swords, seeing this, Nie Wushuang also took a deep breath, knowing that Nie Wushuang was not an ordinary character, and there was indeed a unique method.

Looking at this momentum, it has extraordinary lethality, where do you dare to take it hard, instantly unfold your body, and want to dodge, but where will Nie Wushuang, who has already made a move, let this good opportunity be lost, so the big knife in his hand dances like an elf, his own footsteps seem to be installed with springs, and with a kick of both feet, two fifty-centimeter deep pits suddenly appeared on the incomparably hard red ground.

Then the black knife light instantly approached the blood, and the ghostly figure that retreated from the blood stopped instantly, he knew that there was no way back at the moment, the faster he retreated, the faster he died, it was better to stop and fight in a dignified manner, maybe there was a turning point.

The blood-colored long sword also lit up with blood-colored sword light, and the chaotic and noisy piercing sound of "呲, 呲" appeared in the ears of the three of them, if it weren't for the fact that the temperature here was already as high as hundreds of degrees, the blood would have already brought in countless fierce beast poisons, where could Nie Wushuang be powerful.

When the battle stopped, Li Huanling was dumbfounded.

"Finally, you're the better one, and the white jade lion scorpion won't be easy for you, hahaha!" Bloody held the black iron broadsword inserted into his chest with his left hand, and pointed at Nie Wushuang's neurotic exaggerated smile with his right hand.

Nie Wushuang has a very small purple blood cut on his face, if he doesn't pay attention to it, he can't see it at all, Nie Wushuang's face is pale, but he is a little negligent, he should have known that this guy is good at using poison, but he didn't expect to fight back when he was dying, it was a white jade lion scorpion worth ten thousand gold, a supreme medicine that can refine a spirit-level elixir.

The last moment is like this, Nie Wushuang's black sword urged by the original true qi is indestructible, but the bloody sword is not bad at all, the two sides are competing with the ruthlessness and speed of the moves, unfortunately, Nie Wushuang's life and death in the past five years finally ended up in the last moment of the knife and blood, but the blood broke the axe and sank the boat, and the juncture was actually willing to give up his natal poison white jade lion scorpion.

After collecting the bloody belongings and throwing the bloody corpse into a long passage, Nie Wushuang returned to Li Huanling's side.

"Brother Wushuang, how are you, your face is so ugly, it has turned purple. Hearing Li Huanling's voice, Nie Wushuang had to smile bitterly.

"You leave quickly, or I won't be able to control myself later, and something will happen. ”

At this moment, Nie Wushuang was really a little bad, countless purple lines appeared all over his body, like a ghost drawing, he knew the power of the white jade lion scorpion, and the true yuan without the realm of divine power could not be suppressed at all, and the toxicity of the white jade lion scorpion could not be suppressed, hehe, without a woman, yin and yang would be combined, and the poisoned person would definitely die of yang poison.

"Why am I leaving, what's wrong with you, your face is purple now, tell me quickly. Li Huanling looked panicked, after all, she was only sixteen years old, even if she had a powerful Lao Tzu, she was still just a girl.

"I'm poisoned, the white jade lion scorpion, you should have heard of it, if you don't leave now, you will regret it later. ”

As soon as he finished speaking, Nie Wushuang's whole body trembled slightly, and he had to sit down cross-legged, running the Primordial Nirvana Sutra with all his might, and now he was only a mile away from the magnificent temple, even in that temple, Nie Wushuang didn't have the heart to think about it, because the endless beautiful illusion was born in Nie Wushuang's soul, and the sweat on his forehead slid down.

"Li Huanling, get out, I can't hold on, I really can't hold on. Nie Wushuang's hands were covered with purple lines, like mysterious tattoos, and now his whole body trembled, and his hands unconsciously tore his black robe.

Li Huanling looked at Nie Wushuang's eyes that were almost covered with purple, she didn't know the yin poison of the white jade lion scorpion, but also knew the consequences of the lack of an antidote, she had been poisoned by the white jade lion scorpion without an antidote, and even if she was rescued after the worst time, but the muscles and veins of the whole body and even the muscles of the whole body were sluggish, and she completely lost her qualification to cultivate, and even her soul had the toxicity of the white jade lion scorpion, which was doomed to tragedy.

At this moment, Li Huanling thought a lot, that day, there was a pseudo flower messenger, Xiaoyue who took care of himself, and Grandpa Huangtu who protected him, he was in tatters, his face was flowery, except for the pair of black crystal sad eyes that he couldn't forget in his life, he was useless, for some reason, he chose to follow him, he was very cheap, but the strange thing was that he didn't hate him at all.

Li Huanling tried to contact his invincible father, but the sad thing is that the Buddha of this world has been completely isolated, and Li Huanling doesn't know what he knows is that the soul enchantment of the fire demon alien race god of war has completely cut off this alien space, where can he still use special means to contact the power of ghosts and gods.

"If you can't hold on, don't hold on, my dear peerless brother. ”

After muttering, Li Huanling made a decision in his expression, and walked firmly towards Nie Wushuang, who was rolling all over the ground.