Deep in the abyss-like woods, gloomy black abyss trees are everywhere.

The branches are uneven and reflected in the outline of the bright moon, but they have a unique charm.

From time to time, one or two black crows would fly by, bringing with them gusts of cold wind, which would send a chill down one's spine.

There was a flash of iron light, and the sharp sword seemed to pierce the air and stab the throat of the egret standing not far away.

There were bursts of sound of breaking wind, and the whole body of the sword was filled with howling whirlwind, making a "chichi" sound.

Li Qingru kept swinging the sword and stared at the egret with red eyes, as if he was staring at his father-killing enemy with sworn hatred.

The speed of the sword was unusually fast, but the egret was calm and composed, as if it didn't know that this was a critical moment of life and death.

With the corners of his lips raised slightly, Bailu crossed his arms across his chest and looked at Li Qingru with a smile.

At this time, the extremely sharp sword was only a few feet away from the egret's neck, and it seemed that it could penetrate her throat in an instant.

Life and death, in an instant!

However, at this moment, the smile on the egret's face became deeper and deeper, and even the eyes with a faint contemptuous smile became more and more indifferent.

The sword cuts through the sky and points directly at the throat!

In an instant, the egret quickly stretched out its right hand, and its two slender fingers caught the flying sword at the critical moment.

He lowered his eyes and glanced at the sword that was still glowing with cold light. After the egret curled up the corners of his lips and smiled coldly, the index finger and middle finger holding the sword pressed slightly...

——

"Bah..."

A crisp sound suddenly sounded, and suddenly the wind blew up. A sharp long sword broke into countless pieces, shouting crazily in the wind, and flew around the egret!

As the debris flew, the egret looked at Li Qingru with extremely sharp eyes.

She narrowed her eyes slightly and slowly raised her right hand, with a bright smile on her face.

With a movement of her long white fingers, the egret snapped her fingers, and a soul-stirring sound echoed through the abyss.

The moment the voice sounded, countless fragments pointed neatly and uniformly at the same person, overwhelmingly heading towards her to assassinate her.

Li Qingru looked at the debris whizzing towards her and was momentarily panicked. Even in her red eyes, there was a trace of fear at this moment.

She was afraid of the fragments of the sword that glowed with cold light, afraid that those fragments would stab her...

She originally thought that by secretly striking the egret with a sword while it was not paying attention, she would be able to take its life.

But I never thought that she was faster and the egret was faster!

"Sister!"

Seeing that Li Qingru was in danger, Li Shaohong frowned. She suddenly raised her head and looked at Li Shaohong with wide eyes.

Li Shaohong frowned slightly, she nodded, and then she whipped the whip, which was raised in the air and made a sound like a bell.

The jade hand holding the whip whipped violently, and the whip dripping with poisonous oil was thrown towards the fragments.

As the whip was raised, dazzling poisonous oil swayed in the dark air, as if it could corrode the air.

The overwhelming debris was all shattered with just a whip.

The fragments of the sword with a cold glow were corroded by the poisonous oil on the whip, and fell to the ground while corroding.

By the time these fragments were about to fall to the ground, they had been corroded to the point where no slag was left.

Li Shaohuo turned around. She was holding the whip in one hand and holding Li Qingru, who seemed to be shaken by fright, in the other.
Chapter completed!