Bai Lian was stunned for a moment. He had not been injured before. He had faced the danger of death many times in his assassin's career, but he was injured by a Nascent Soul cultivator in the Mahayana stage? This is a rare thing in the world. It was Bai Lian's first encounter. He thought that if he had one claw down, the other party would be slapped out by himself like that woman, but in the end he broke a toe?

If your toes are broken, you can grow out, if your arms are broken, and your legs are the same, but the meaning is different. This shows that the other party's small character in the middle stage of the Golden Pill can actually hurt himself?

"There is something wrong with your knife!" Bai Lian immediately reacted, looking at him with a hint of panic in his eyes.

Li Yifei grinned and said, "So it's still time for you to leave now. After all, you're very injured. If you get a few more strokes, you may never be able to leave!"

"Hahaha, a knife is a good knife, but unfortunately you are too weak. Not to mention it is the God Transformation Stage, even in the Nascent Soul Stage, you have the ability to hurt me, but now... a middle-stage Golden Pill dares to threaten me? Don't say that your magic weapon is a magic weapon, even the treasure in this world is useless." Bai Lian was not threatened at all. He smiled hideously, spit out a smell of fishy aura, and said, "Come on, I think how many knifes you can cut?"

You asked me to cut it, so I cut it. Li Yifei had no expression on his face, and raised the ink sword in his hand and fell again, with a very fast speed. He cut out another knife.

He expected that the other party would not let him chop up so easily, and he probably had a backhand, so Li Yifei did not do his best to do his best, but instead slashed one by one, swung six swords in one breath, and six swords were added. At the end, Li Yifei even felt that his entire arm was about to be shaken off by the huge inertia. It can be seen that the power of the six swords was so great that this was actually Li Yifei's sudden idea just now. He had never tried it before, at least he had not made a knife so quickly.

It was also because he advanced to the Golden Pill stage that Li Yifei increased some strength to allow him to do such a move.

Of course, this is not difficult, at least for the Mahayana masters like Bai Lian. They can make enough attacks in an instant, and they will not be as laborious as Li Yifei. So Li Yifei tried his limits. Qingluan's face was pale, and there was a mark on her sword, which was burning her sword at this time. It can be seen that Bai Lian's cultivation is so high and his strength is so strong that it is indeed impossible for the two of them to fight against. After all, Qingluan's sword is not an ordinary grade, but compared with Li Yifei's ink sword, her sword is still weaker.

"It's interesting!" Bai Lian smiled and made an ugly sound. He stood there. His claws seemed to have not moved before, but they blocked Li Yifei's six swords. You must know that this was the Mo Wu Knife directly chopped up, not the sword energy, and it was actually blocked by the other party, which shows that the other party's strength was so strong.
Chapter completed!