Chapter 397 Another afterimage

Leng Wuyou's face turned a little pale, and her breath trembled, expelling all the evil forces trying to enter her body.

Once again turning his head to avoid the cut of the sickle, Leng Wuyou clasped his hands together, and two thunderbolts, one dark and one purple, collided fiercely.

A huge thunderous magnetic explosion formed in an instant, directly covering a ten-mile radius. For a time, clumps of trees rose from the ground, flowers, grass and dust flew, and even the clouds in the sky seemed to be stirred by this thunderous magnetic storm.

For a moment, it was like a group of demons dancing wildly.

Gui Lun's figure was covered by the thunder and magnetic storm, and streaks of thunder shot out from the magnetic storm tornado and fell on him.

The blows made his body tremble constantly. Although the magnetic storm did not cause much harm to him, it still caused him endless pain.

Similarly, Leng Wuyou used Thunder and Magnetic Storm in order to disrupt his sight and interrupt the pace of his attack, so that she would have more opportunities to turn the tide of the battle.

The emergence of thunder and magnetic storms indeed hindered many of Gui Lun's attacks.

Gui Lun swung a scythe again, the cold scythe blade was murderous under the lightning, and Leng Wuyou's figure was torn into pieces by the scythe.

However, the broken body only turned into pieces of images, which were afterimages.

Although no expression could be seen on Gui Lun's skeleton face, Leng Wuyou could still feel that his face was black, like ink.

Damn it, afterimages are afterimages again!

This is the eleventh afterimage that he has torn apart.

Gui Lun was going crazy. He swung his sickle angrily, and the sickle cut through the air, making a shattering sound.

The black mist in his skull eyes jumped twice. Why is this kid so fast?

When he fought against others before, he had never seen him so fast.

Could it be that he had discovered him a long time ago and that he had hidden strength during the battle?

The sound of breaking through the air came from behind him, and the Divine Phoenix Sword sent out a sharp sword wind, with a cold murderous aura all over his body, and stabbed Gui Lun in the back of the heart.

Gui Lun had no time to turn around. The attack came suddenly. He could only turn his wrist upside down and block directly with his sickle.

The sickle and Leng Wuyou's Divine Phoenix Sword collided together, making a sonorous sound.

Leng Wuyou's body took several steps back, and the long sword was shaken so much that it kept buzzing.

Leng Wuyou made a big mistake before. She should not use the soul weapon to attack Gui Lun first. She should force him out of this body first.

In this way, if she uses the soul weapon to attack, the effect will definitely be much better than using it with her physical body.

Erling is originally a spiritual body, but this physical body has become his protective shell.

So what Leng Wuyou has to do now is to drive Gui Lun out of this body.

The two people's attacks were back and forth, which was very lively.

Swish

The dark sickle drew an arc in the air, and the icy cold light seemed to tear the air apart.

The sickle cut across him, and a bloodstain suddenly appeared on Leng Wuyou's shoulder.

Leng Wuyou's face turned pale, her body suddenly retreated, and she immediately opened a distance of ten meters away from Gui Lun. She reached out and pressed her shoulder. She narrowed her eyes and looked at the hand in Gui Lun's hand with some surprise.

sickle.

The vein-like lines on the sickle squirmed slowly like a snake. If you look closely, you can see that the blood stains on the sickle were absorbed bit by bit by the bloody lines.

Leng Wuyou's expression became extremely solemn, as this sickle could actually suck blood.

It seemed that it was not just blood, because she felt that her soul power was also missing a little.

This sickle is so weird.

After finally hurting Leng Wuyou, Gui Lun smiled proudly, "Haha, boy, aren't you very good at hiding? You kept hiding, and you kept hiding, but in the end you were hit by me."

Seeing Guilun's proud look, Leng Wuyou moved his brows and said coolly, "Oh, but I can't remember how many times I hit you."

So, you only hit me once, so why are you so proud?
Chapter completed!