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Chapter 32: Black-bellied woman, poisonous-tongued man

A sword stabbed through the dense forest like life, and it was extremely lively. It didn't even touch a tree. The sword was covered with a faint black flame, dragging a black line of fire out of the green forest.

The other three blood wolfs were completely unaware of the danger, and they still rushed up excitedly, trying to tear their prey into pieces. The wild beasts felt sensitive. At this moment, they seemed to hear some sound in their ears, like sharp sounds, and like the sound of flies and mosquitoes flapping their wings. A blood wolf suddenly realized, and suddenly turned around, but a little black flame caught his eyes. A harsh roar sounded in his ears. Before he could figure out what it was, he was already slashed by the sword, and screamed in his ears.

The Black Flame Sword danced wildly, bounced high and fell heavily, bringing up a sword shadow, swung the sword edge and slashed hard at the head of the Blood Wolf.

"bump!"

The sword blade swayed the Black Flame and directly hit the Blood Wolf's skull, which actually brought out a faint wound. On the contrary, the Blood Wolf's copper head flew high on the ground.

Le Dongliu was not angry at all, and the Black Flame Sword swung again quickly. In a short period of time, the Blood Wolf was directly hit by a huge force.

After realizing the stupidity of attacking the blood wolf's head, Le Dongliu decisively shifted the attack direction.

"Roar...ah..."

The head of the Blood Wolf was slashed to the left by Le Dongliu's long sword, and his whole head was almost tilted to his neck. The Blood Wolf turned his body suddenly, and a violent look appeared in his pale green eyes. He roared, like a crazy lion, and rushed towards Le Dongliu fiercely. His fingernails, which were nearly one foot long, were like sharp sword pieces, and were fiercely slashing towards the black flame sword that had fallen.

The sword was in the void without any obstacles. He followed the trend and slashed four swords in a row, cutting a blood wolf in half. The sword kept flying in the direction when it came, and the sword stabbed out was still light and quick.

"Swish swish swish swish..."

Le Dongliu has extremely rich combat experience. The three-foot black flame sword dances flexibly in the void. The blood wolf's pursuit route and the dark claws that were protruding were all blocked by the sword blades, and the violent collision brought a series of sparks.

The blood wolf became fierce and roared wildly, and his blue and white fangs were exposed, roaring towards the direction of the wild horses. However, its agility was really too many wild horses.

With flexible movements, the raindrop-like attack blocked the attacks of the remaining blood wolf in succession.

The clever attack, unleashing force, leading, and killing made the blood wolf unable to complete the pursuit. Although Le Dongliu was retreating step by step, the rhythm was under control.

After grinding for two minutes, Le Dong Liujiu was the chance and cut off half of the blood wolf's neck with another sword. The blood wolf howled, threw himself to the ground, splashed a piece of dust, and never got up again. As the method was done, the blood wolf on the left fell to the ground one after another. He only had one blood wolf left but did not kill him, but used the Black Flame Sword to continuously and cleverly block the sword. It was pressing to escape and attack without any escape.

The deer on the horse was burned to death by the "flame swords" one by one.

A faint white light floated out of the blood wolf corpse around his body, and drifted into the Ledong fluid. These white lights are called the heaven and earth vital energy. Practicing and meditating can also absorb the invisible heaven and earth vital energy, and killing monsters will come faster.

The four blood wolf gave him "38 spirits", "36 spirits", "35 spirits" and "32 spirits". They are both third-grade wild beasts, but their spirits are different. It seems that they have different strengths.

"Yeah, I finally got beaten to death."

After all the efforts of the two tigers, she killed a half-disabled third-grade blood wolf. The little girl was so happy. I don’t know if she should be naive or stupid?

But Le Dongliu had a certain idea about her in her heart, and knew that her future was most likely to be a strong man on the Tianbang, and her achievements were still above Le Dongliu's previous life, so she did not have the excessive training of being a teacher. She taught her exactly what to do and what to do... It was only when she was really messing around that she would scold her.

Seeing that the little girl was delaying so long to get rid of her head, but she was jogging shamelessly, his expression suddenly became cold and said, "Are you very happy? When releasing magic, don't you pay attention to the consumption of mental power. The essence of the fighting spirit cultivator is movement, and mental control is the key. It took a long time to burn it to death, and the skill was interrupted several times. The horse's butt could be shattered and interrupted the skill in a few times. What's there to be happy about?"

Xiaolu was so ashamed that she lowered her head and spit out her tongue, pretending to be pitiful. However, she felt very sorry in her heart, "This thick black man, a savage man, a big bad guy, her mouth is so poisonous, Xiaolu is so embarrassed to train her."

Le Dongliu has no hobby of "tutoring and teaching". Is it fun to cultivate a future Heavenly List master? He never thinks so. Everyone has his own path to go. In this vast world of immortal desolation, if you don't experience the ups and downs personally, how can you become a great god? However, the Heavenly List master was still an ignorant little loli at this time, and there are so many things that make people confused. When he really can't stand it, he can't help but scold him.

Continue to move forward, Le Dongliu let go of his spiritual sense at this moment and only seeks to be alone.

Xiaolu made rapid progress, and Le Dongliu occasionally reminded her that she could quickly correct her mistakes.

But this process is not so perfect.

"Pay attention to the rhythm of mental control, focus on mastering it, and use the gap between the end of the Blood Wolf's attack to launch moves... Control the consumption of soul power, do not interrupt the skills at any time, as it will still consume half of the mind power."

"Have you got into your mind? Think more about rhythm, rhythm, what I said just now. Don't stare at me. Being cute is ineffective against me. Consider long-lasting battles..."

"Restrain your mind and eliminate the various thoughts in your mind. Haven't you practiced similar mental methods in reality? Why do you still look like a pig..."

Xiaolu was surprised and looked up and asked, "How do you know I have learned it in reality?"

"Shut up, don't be distracted when fighting. If I hadn't resisted that moment, you would have been torn to pieces by the blood wolf."

The deer shrank her neck, rolled her eyes quietly, and then continued to practice fighting skills. But she was always a little worried about the question just now, and finally couldn't help asking: "Master, why are they torn into six petals? Why aren't they four petals and eight petals?"

"Stop talking, are you a hundred thousand why? Observe and think about this kind of question yourself, don't ask questions at any time."

The deer was stuttering and thought that this stinky tongue man could be a school teacher in reality, right? He also felt that it was impossible, too young. Then she really thought about why the Blood Wolf didn't tear her into four or eight petals but six petals. After looking at it for a while, she suddenly jumped up and shouted happily: "I understand that the Blood Wolf's attack is coherent, swinging her claws three times in a row, one left and right, and then jumped high and hit it from the head down with a heavy blow, just to tear the Deer into six petals...Oh."

Before she could finish her words, she was knocked by a three-foot black sword flying over her head. She screamed in pain and felt very aggrieved.
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