Chang Le rotates backwards on the body, holding the knife in both hands with the momentum of the rotation body, so that the knife will be rotated from the lower left to the upper right to the outer side, turn the blade right, and follow the knife, and follow the knife, and turn clockwise from left to right in front of the body, and then continue from right to left to pull a small round flower behind the back.

"Do!Do!"

Chang Le's seemingly unnecessary move was a two-shot attack on the Hellhound.

He kept moving, and the knife in his hand continued to rotate from the left meridian to the right. When the knife reached the upper right, the right wrist was rotated inwardly to the palm of his hand, and the tip of the knife was facing the right, and the flower was pulled from right to left and circled behind the body.

The hellhound still holds a knife with one hand, bent his wrist inward, hangs the tip of the knife from the upper right to the lower left, and the right palm is facing inward. At the same time, the body follows the sword, and rotates the sword arm outside, so that the right sword is hanging from the upper left meridian to the right outside, and surrounds a circle from the upper left meridian to the outer right from the upper left meridian to the outer right. The left hand swings forward with the force of the hanging knife, and goes straight to Changle.

"Bang!"

The two swords intersected, Chang Le took a step back, and the tiger's mouth was shocked.

The power of this hellhound is really too great.

The helldog holds the sword and rotates the sword tip from right to lower left, and moves the right foot back, then moves upwards to the front of the right, and rotates the sword with the right wrist outside, so that the sword tip continues to hang from the upper left meridian to the right side, with the right palm facing outwards, and the sword tip facing right, and circles clockwise in front of the body.

"Shih!"

Chang Le didn't have time to react, and another wound was cut by the hellhound on his body.

The helldog's left foot passes forward to the right side, and holds the sword in one hand to follow the momentum of the cover step, and circulates a straight circle from the right side to the left, from left to right on the right side.

When it is carrying a sword, it has a large rotation range. Try to twist the waist to the left as much as possible, the center of gravity of the body is slightly lower, and then the upward momentum is raised. Its feet step back to the left and back, hold the knife and bend the wrist, so that the tip of the knife lingers from the right front to the lower left.

"Shih!"

Chang Le had another wound on his body. If he continued like this, he would probably have been scarred until all the blood was drained.

Chang Le held the knife in both hands, and walked from the left meridian back to the right and back. When the knife reached the right side, rotated the right wrist outward to the palm of his hand, and moved his right foot forward in advance, and then stepped forward to form a left lunge step. Holding the knife in both hands with the upper step forward and clicked forward.

"when!"

Chang Le's movement was erect and his sword was brittle and fast, but he blocked the hellhound's attack in time.

He immediately followed the upper body, twisted the right and turned into a left bow and right arrow step, held the sword in both hands, bent his wrist and fell back, causing the sword tip to reverse from left to right, and the sword body to be horizontal and flat, and the center of gravity of the body moved forward to the right bow step, and held the knife in the right hand to stab the right according to the right bow.

Chang Le's series of actions are actually a set of inertial sword techniques. Not only does it quickly raise the thorn, but it also turns around very quickly and makes the knife fierce enough.

The helldog takes the right foot and walks to the left, and then takes the knife with the right hand and then walks to the top of the left. The flat cloud sweeps to the left.

Chang Le had a tit-for-tat confrontation, walked around the left side, turned his toes outward, held a sword in his right hand, and swung his sword horizontally and shoulder-highly.

The helldog continues to walk around the left side with her right foot, buckles her toes, holds a knife in her right hand, and the blade is horizontal and her body follows the knife.

Chang Le continued to twist his body to the left, and stepped backwards through his right foot, holding a knife in his right hand, sweeps straight to the left with the momentum of the rotation.

"call!"

The strong wind blew, and the helldog's body twisted to the right, holding a sword in its right hand, and the clouds swept from left to right according to the twisting force.

"I'll block!"

The hellhound's body continues to twist right and then turn back, and walk around the right side through the right foot, and move forward to the right side with the knife in the right hand. The wrist is turned inward as the upper step, so that the knife is swept around from left to right on the top of the head.

The red sword light continued to move towards Changle.

Chang Le continued to retreat, holding the knife in both hands swept straight from left to right as the twisting momentum.

The helldog continues to walk forward, and walks its toes outward, sweeping towards the right and right parallel clouds.

Changle's upper body twists the left, and walks around the left side through the left foot, buckles the toes inward, and holds the handle of the knife with both hands. The blade body is horizontal and flat. Follow the momentum of twisting the left, turn the clouds on the top of the head from right to left, and then sweep the clouds on the right to left for a week as the momentum of the rotation body.

The red sword light collided with the white sword light, and the sound was amazing, and blood was overflowing from the corner of Chang Le's mouth.

He twisted his body left and leaned forward, held the hilt of the sword in both hands, bent his forearm to waist back, his sword body horizontally, and walked around his steps, and the sword swept parallel to the clouds as he moved and turned.

The hellhound holds a sword in both hands, continues behind the body from the left meridian to the upper right, and turns to the front of the body. The knife turns clockwise in front of the body with a rotational force.

"Well!"

Chang Le finally spit out a large mouthful of blood, but his movements kept twisting his upper body and turning it on his left, and his right foot stepped forward to the left, turning his palms outwards, so that the knife was parallel to the clouds on the top of his head from the right back to the left back.

Then his right foot passed through the front of his left foot and walked around the left side, buckled his toes inward, and the knife continued to turn parallel to the left on the top of his head.

The helldog lifts its left knee forward and upward, and the left hand hangs from the outside of the left knee to the bottom left, and the right hand holds the sword from the front of the upper right meridian to the outside left.

"Good come!"

Chang Le roared, clasped the hilt with both hands, and fought hard with the Hellhound one after another, blocking its attack.

Changle's movements keep moving, and his left foot falls forward, then his right foot steps forward, and the knife in his hand continues to hang from the upper left meridian to the outside right, rotates outward from the upper left wrist, and the right palm is facing outward, and the tip of the knife is facing backward. At the same time, as the force of hanging the knife, rotates around the arc from the upper left meridian to the lower right, and then twists the upper body right.

"Swoosh!"

A red light passed by Chang Le's face.

The helldog steps forward with the right foot, hold the knife in the right hand, bend the right wrist inward, so that the tip of the knife is pierced from the upper right through the lower left to the right backward, and lie down in front of the upper body, and head straight for Changle.

Those red sword lights, like rain of arrows, hit Chang Le on his head.

Faced with such a strong attack, Chang Le had no choice but to resist, circulate his true energy, and activate white sword lights to cut off and block the red sword lights.

The hellhound's feet were constantly moving, and the knife in his hand moved around with the movement of his body steps, and the attacks he made were also unpredictable.

Chang Le tried hard to resist. Although he blocked many red sword lights, more sword lights left wounds on his body.

These wounds are not big, and not much blood is leaking, but as time goes by, Chang Le's body has more and more wounds.

Later, the blood that flowed out of these wounds looked terrifying after it gathered.

There are so many!

There is not much blood flowing out of one wound alone, but after the blood flowing out of countless wounds gathers together, it is really too much.

Chang Le's movements began to slower and slower, and as his movements slower, his efficiency in resisting the attacks of Hellhounds also began to become less and less.

"Shih!"
Chapter completed!