Two figures crisscrossed the room at extremely fast speeds.

The terrifying sword energy and murderous intent permeated the surroundings, making Lin Shuang so frightened that he rolled and crawled away.

She hid her body in the cabinet and looked out through the gap.

The more I looked at it, the more frightened I became.

Who is this woman? She...she actually ended up in a tie with Li Hong?

At the beginning of the battle, the nails on Li Hong's hands grew crazy.

Black mist lingered on the blue-black nails.

Lin Shuang knew that if he was scratched by this fingernail, he would feel heart-piercing pain all over his body.

Although it is not fatal, Lin Shuang once experienced the pain because she accidentally knocked over a cup.

She howled all night, in agony, and after that, she never dared to go against Li Hong again.

But the woman in front of her had already been scratched more than a dozen times by Li Hong's nails.

That kind of pain should have exceeded the limit that humans can bear.

Why is she still fighting?

Can she really defeat Li Hong?

…

There was a loud bang.

The bed Li Weiran was lying on collapsed.

Li Weiran, dressed in snow-white clothes, hit the ground and was covered in sawdust and gravel.

Muyan and Lihong stood on both sides of the collapsed wooden bed.

The girl's frail and slender body swayed, and finally she couldn't hold on anymore and fell down.

But she quickly supported her body with her long sword, still raised her head, and looked coldly at Li Hong opposite.

The severe pain caused her lips to lose their color, and beads of sweat appeared on her forehead.

Lihong's appearance at this time was not much better.

His body was cut several times by the Qijue Sword. Because the flesh and blood had dried up over the years, all that was exposed under the wounds were white bones.

The way he looked at Muyan no longer looked like he was playing with a toy before.

A little girl who is only in her early twenties has mastered such a powerful sword.

Moreover, a little Xuanxian can actually use divine power.

Such talent is simply incredible.

But talent is just talent after all, nothing more.

Because the spiritual energy and fairy energy around me has been drained.

Muyan's injuries were far more serious than his.

Moreover, Li Hong still has divine power in his body, but after all, Muyan's cultivation level is low and there is little divine power that can be transformed. At this time, the divine power in the Dantian has been exhausted.

This little girl is destined to become his treasure.

Li Hong walked up to Muyan step by step, looked at her condescendingly, and let out an enchanting laugh: "Fortunately, I didn't inform the other people. Such a beauty should be shared by me alone."

Lin Shuang in the cabinet covered her mouth desperately, letting tears flow freely on her face.

The girl will be destroyed after all.

Just like them, they either die or live worse than a dog.

Then, she heard a scream.

However, this scream made Lin Shuang stop trembling and crying, and looked over in shock.

Because the person who screamed was not Muyan, but Li Hong.

A crystal clear sword penetrated Li Hong's heart.

Starting from the hilt of the sword, dark red flames burned, directly setting fire to Li Hong's body, causing him to wail in pain.

"No...impossible!!" Li Hong roared angrily, "You no longer have spiritual power and immortal power, why can you still use magical powers?!"

The pale girl put her hands on the ground with the Qijue Sword and slowly stood up.
Chapter completed!