Suhang just looked at the wheel blade in Ku Yayang's hand and watched the increasingly fierce offensive.

He gritted his teeth, his eyes became more determined, he held the sickle in his hand with his backhand, and his voice began to become hoarse.

"Both the world and the earth are disabled -" Su Hang whispered in a low voice.

From the moment his first note fell, the spiritual pressure in the air suddenly rose, and bursts of burning heat began to fill the air. Su Hang's body began to burn with red-black flames, and his eye sockets began to

It was red, with a faint flame flashing in the center of the pupils.

The sickle in her hand also began to change, and a red-black flame rose from the tip of her blade. Then, it began to spread rapidly throughout her body.

Suhang's wrist holding it also ignited a little spark.

However, there was no pain that was not burned by the fire in Su Hang's eyes, only the madness that was almost as if he had lost his mind. It was as if the fire did no harm to him at all.

By the way, when Ku Yayang looked at Su Hang who had undergone strange changes again, her eyes couldn't help but change again.

She looked at the person in front of her, as if he was a demon returning from hell, and she was secretly surprised: "Is this his core ability?"

"So, is this your true face? Then I have to start getting serious." Ku Yayang couldn't help but relax her hand holding the wheel blade. After the wheel blade spun around in her hand, it stuck to her again.

In the palm of her hand.

Then, she held the handle of the blade behind her back and put the chakra blade into the purple scabbard, as if turning on a delayed playback.

The moment the wheel blade completely entered the scabbard, an inexplicable light flashed in her eyes. She stared at the pattern of butterflies spreading their wings on the scabbard, and murmured in a low voice: "Dance of Sharp Fangs: Dusk Butterfly!"

As her words fell, a strange change seemed to take place in her body.

Her waist-length dark green hair seemed to be sprayed with dye at that moment, turning into black hair in an instant. Her deep eyes reflected purple light. She wore a mint-colored butterfly hairpin with dark purple edges on her head.

, there are feathers like butterfly wings floating on the back. The original revealing fashion is completely covered by the noble purple.

"This battle has just begun." The greatly changed Ku Yayang looked at Su Hang who was about to collide with her, gently licked her upper lip, and held the scabbard emitting purple light with one hand.

Holding the handle of the blade with the other hand, he pulled the wheel blade out of the scabbard bit by bit, as if he didn't care at all about the incoming force of Su Hang on the other side, and said softly with a strange look on his face.

The moment she completely pulled the chakram out of its scabbard, the air around her seemed to have been cast aside by magic, completely frozen.

At this time, Su Hang, who had become crazy, also came to her.

I saw a flash of red and black blades, and the sickle had already arrived in front of Ku Yayang.

Ku Yayang seemed not to be looking at it at all, and made no move to get up and dodge. She just gently raised the scabbard in her left hand, moving it like a butterfly flying, and the blade tip of her right hand suddenly stabbed in the direction of Su Hang.

Her scabbard and sickle seemed to have agreed on one side in advance, and they collided head-on as promised. The tip of the knife pierced Su Hang's skin strangely, but did not go any further.

Su Hang's first attack was easily neutralized by Ku Yayang. However, Su Hang, who had lost his mind, did not take back the sickle. He hit the junction of the sharp edge of the sickle and the scabbard and slashed it.

Go down. The force is stronger and the speed is faster than at the beginning.

Ku Yayang was half-kneeling on the ground, and the hand holding the scabbard fell to the ground, feeling a little numb.

She looked at the looming flames in Su Hang's eyes. Instead of showing any anger, she smiled with a fighting spirit and said, "This is interesting! Then, let's continue."

As if Su Hang heard her words, the sickle in his hand struck towards Ku Yayang, who was half-kneeling, without stopping at all.

At this moment, Ku Yayang's figure began to loom, and her footwork was unpredictable. After moving at high speed so that Suhang could not capture her position, she tried her best to pierce the wheel blade into his throat.

Suhang just attacked Ku Yayang violently and didn't pay attention to her offensive at all.

Duang——

There was another metallic clang.

Ku Yayang looked at the scene in front of her, her eyes full of disbelief.

The blade she was supposed to stab at Su Hang's throat was blocked by this small silver-white dart that fell to the ground.

And just when she was distracted, Su Hang came to her again holding the sickle.

Just when Yan Jue was about to touch the top of her head, she came back to her senses.

The steps beneath him couldn't help but become faster again, retreating in the opposite direction of Suhang.

After Su Hang's attack failed, he did not continue to chase forward.

As if he had been attacked by some unknown force, his body seemed to have completely lost its source of power, and he slowly fell backwards. The anger burning in his body also dissipated.

The moment he fell down, the breeze blew up his sleeves, revealing the black countdown on his right wrist.

It shows a horrifying time - 00:00.

Ku Yayang looked at Su Hang who had fallen to the ground, and she didn't feel relaxed at all.

Because, the sound that I originally thought of at this time did not move at all.

She didn't know what was going on - since the countdown had completely reached zero, didn't it mean that one party had completely failed? However, there was still no hint in her ears.

Suddenly, her eyes suddenly shrank at that moment.

The moment Su Hang fell to the ground, she did not relax her vigilance, but always paid attention to the surrounding environment.

And just now, from the direction where the dart came from, a woman walked towards her. She was shrouded in a black robe, and no trace of her face could be seen.

Ku Yayang couldn't help being shocked.

This duel hasn't ended yet, so why would another resurrector break in?

Could it be that the girl is alluring?

But as soon as this idea entered her mind, she squeezed it out. The girl Qingcheng was not that tall.

So, who is this?

Ku Yayang was guessing in her heart, but she did not relax her vigilance. Instead, she moved at a higher speed and rushed towards the mysterious woman, as if bending and rolling in all directions. The wheel blade in her hand also stabbed straight towards the opponent.

However, to her surprise, the mysterious woman did not make any intention to resist. She still walked in her direction step by step, and there was no trace of a weapon on her hand.

Suddenly, her pupils narrowed tightly again.
Chapter completed!