Xu Luohong, who was just about to take a break, suddenly had a sharp aura behind her, and she couldn't help but feel shocked.

With his back to Ou Chuyang, Xu Luohong didn't even have the chance to think about it. He rushed forward on the spot, leaned against the ground, and then ran away.

"Boom~"

Xu Luohong had just run away from his original position and a huge sword light hit him. He was sweating profusely.

"Damn it, this kid is really hard to deal with. He didn't even say a sneak attack, and he didn't even make any sound. If he hadn't escaped decisively enough, even if he didn't die, he would have to bleed heavily."

In the midst of secret hatred, Xu Luohong re-identified Ou Chuyang: he is scheming, knows how to layout, and uses the method of provoking and the strange confusion formation, which consumes a lot of energy. Then, he kills decisively and does not show any expression. Such a person is really too difficult to deal with.

This is still at the realm of a first-level god just ascended for a few days. If this person can escape this time, he will be another tough character in the Tianwu Realm in the future.

Thinking of this, Xu Luohong rose up on the spot, stepped slightly on the void, and with the power of stepping back again, he floated back dozens of feet away. After landing, Xu Luohong saw a figure standing steadily not far away in front of him.

"You are Ou Chuyang?" Seeing this person, Xu Luohong's expression suddenly became cold and asked.

With his head proudly raised, Ou Chuyang stood far away in the center of the formation, looking at Xu Luohong with a contemptuous attitude, and joked: "I am worthy of being a master of the Tianlist. I can actually avoid my black flames. Is your name Xu Luohong?"

Xu Luohong was stunned when she heard this and shouted, "How do you know?"

Ou Chuyang smiled slightly, took out the Zilu Tianlist, slowly unfolded, and recited: "Xu Luohong, ranked 7382, haha, sorry, I heard the conversation between you and Yan Ping just now. Since you are in trouble, I don't mind letting you become the soul of the first high-level god under my Black Flame Sword."

"Black Flame Sword?" Xu Luohong looked at the long sword in Ou Chuyang's hand in surprise, and a greed expression was revealed without any concealment.

"I didn't expect you to have such a heavenly artifact. Just so I'm tired of holding this artifact. Today I will change to another heavenly artifact to play with it."

"Okay." Ou Chuyang laughed when he heard this, then the tip of the knife was facing down, and handed it over, saying, "If you have the ability, come and get it."

"Hmph~, just a first-level god, do you think you are so great. If it weren't for this formation, you would have been the dead soul under my sword." Xu Luohong snorted coldly, and when he saw Ou Chuyang standing face to face with him, a feeling of contempt was revealed.
Chapter completed!