Ling Luoyu was alert to something wrong, so he suddenly turned over and jumped up, and repeatedly retreated.

But no matter how she dodged, the light in the hand of the spirit of the weapon still came with the shadows.

Even though she kept dodging, she still did not avoid Leng Guang's attack.

The moment he dodged his side, a bloody mouth was cut from his waist.

The pain hits the body.

But at that moment, it seemed that it stimulated her survival instinct.

The cold light of the weapon spirit was about to attack again. When she continued to hurt the depths, she jumped and flashed.

"call!"

The cold light picked up a piece of clothes, splashed a string of blood, and dripped on the face of the spirit.

At the same time, Ling Luoyu dodged over in a embarrassing manner, and then avoided the killing moves that came one after another.

Feng Chenglin also quickly reacted and turned around immediately. The soul blade came out of his hand and killed the weapon spirit.

This time, the spirit of the weapon did not dare to fight hard to meet him, but instead pulled back to dodge, avoiding the murderous intent of the soul blade.

"San Master, how are you?"

Feng Chenglin helped Ling Luoyu and helped her sit down.

"Did you hurt the vitals?"

Although he knew that he had suffered this injury, Ling Luoyu did it on purpose.

But when he saw the blood flying and his clothes shattered, Feng Chenglin's face could not help but turn pale, without any blood.

"I'm fine..." Ling Luoyu pressed the wound with his palm, and blood dripped along her fingers.

She said it was okay, but her body was shaking and seemed to be very hurt.

Feng Chenglin was about to check her wound when he suddenly heard a gust of wind coming from his ears.

The soul blade suddenly took off at that moment, and without hesitation, crossed the two of them.

"Zheng!"

The cold light of the weapon spirit was blocked.

At this time, after looking carefully, they realized that the cold light was actually a small triangular thorn.

There are also some barbs around the pointed triangular thorns, which are as thick as hair and length of nails.

If it is stabbed by a triangular thorn, the three-sided thorn will drain the injured person's blood like a guide groove.

If such a large dose of blood flows back, the injured will die from excessive blood loss and blood flow.

If the injured person wants to pull out the triangular thorns, those nail-like barbs will also bring out countless flesh and blood, causing unbearable pain to the injured person.

Feng Chenglin and Ling Luoyu were both stunned for a moment when they saw the Triangle Thorn.

This is the first time they have seen such a vicious and vicious weapon.

And just as they were stunned, the tip of the triangular thorn suddenly surged.

Yes!

Soaring!!

Ling Luoyu, who was directly opposite, never expected that the weapon would suddenly grow.

Just in such a dazed moment, the triangular thorn pierced into Ling Luoyu's body.

The sudden heart-wrenching pain made her brow frown instantly.

Blood surged upwards.

"puff"

A mouthful of blood spurted out.

"Three Young Master..."

Feng Chenglin never dreamed that under his eyelids, Ling Luoyu would be seriously injured like this.

He grabbed the triangular thorn and subconsciously pulled it out.

But the moment he sucked out, Ling Luoyu screamed in pain.

"Don't touch it..."

Only then did Feng Chenglin realize that his palm had been pierced by the barbs on the surface of the prism.

And each of these small barbs is in the shape of a triangular edge.

The dense barbs are like countless diversion grooves, sucking blood out like vampires.
Chapter completed!