All the blood beads that could be lowered on the knife had fallen to the ground.

But the butterfly's expression was still cold, and there was still no warmth in her eyes, as if there was no emotion at all.

The cold eyes and cold expression seemed to have turned into a piece of cold iron.

Liu Ruiying had never felt this kind of gaze in others, but he had experienced it once. At that time, he only felt that he was completely disappointed and could not be interested in everyone and everything. Even if he liked to do the most, he had no interest in anything.

Although he didn't really like anything.

The final awakening made him go to the long street, but his limbs and even his entire body did not obey the orders, and his mind was as hard as iron, and his whole spirit was in extreme depression.

Soon, Butterfly's eyes turned to the sword in her hand.

He shook it hard, as if he wanted to let the completely dried blood stains from above fall from the sword.

She likes it and is clean. She doesn't want the blood that should exist on the sword, because she will close her eyes, just like those damn people wandering around in front of her, which is very annoying.

Now the sword in her hand is a little thicker than before... Such a sword has long been lost in her hand.

If you have to adapt to the sword in your hand every time, the sword holder will definitely fall at a disadvantage.

Liu Ruiying didn't know how much rational existence there was in the Butterfly's spirit now, but out of instinct, she still hoped that her sword would become thin and flexible again.

However, the butterfly just shook symbolically for a few times, and then began to dance rapidly.

Just like a truly agile butterfly, flying in the sky, regardless of the wind's obstacles, breaking through the dilemma full of dust, and finding one's own state of mind in the dust.

The dagger in her hand danced faster and faster, as if it turned into a butterfly flying all over the sky.

At the same time, my body began to flicker strangely, as if I was dancing gracefully.

However, this kind of dance gradually began to become deformed and blurred.

With the waving of the sword in her hand, it finally disappeared completely into the air, leaving only a faint mist. If you don't look carefully, it seems that a butterfly has never existed.

Liu Ruiying was on guard... Such a strange body technique is unheard of.

No matter how fast your body movement is, it cannot completely disappear from the eyes.

But the butterfly's figure indeed turned into chaos in front of his eyes.

This cannot be explained by common sense.

It was like it turned into the wind, and she could only feel her existence, but disappeared without a trace.

A gust of wind suddenly blew from outside the bluestone platform.

This gust is different from the ordinary wind.

The wind in the south of the desert is different from other places.

But this gust is even more different...

This wind actually has color.

Or it can be clearly seen by Liu Ruiying!

A gust of wind with bright light is extremely strange.

It was like having life, sweeping the light and colors on the road in, turning itself into a strange demonic wind.

The gust of wind quickly merged with the chaos transformed by the butterfly.

In less than a cup of tea, the wind stopped.

At the same time, the butterfly's figure was revealed again.

But there was a slender wound on her wrist, and a bright red blood slowly flowing along the slender wound.

There was also a wound on the right shoulder.

Two wounds were intertwined on her shoulders, forming an extremely twisted cross.

The shocking and terrifying wounds were exposed naked to the air, forming a sharp contrast with the skin of the bright and pure white shoulders.

It also caused a rupture in this perfect person, breaking her elegant image.

Butterfly was holding the blood-stained short sword in his hand, and the sword reflected a blood-red light under the lights of the bluestone platform.

These two wounds appeared inexplicably.

It fell out of thin air.

How could a gust of wind bring such great damage?

It was like sharp blades that slid the person all over his body, but the blood had not flowed down at all.

However, the butterfly's body movement just now could no longer be guessed by common sense, but no matter how strange a person is, he will at most turn from normal to madman... and it will not affect the entire nature.

The gust of wind just now, and the translucent light carried in the wind, like the flashing sharpness of a dagger, cut two wounds of varying depths on the butterfly's body.

Thinking of this, her strange body movement just now seemed more like a kind of self-defense. She was just avoiding the sword lights.

The butterfly had already had a premonition that the strange wind was about to blow, so she resisted with such a body movement.

The ending is clear at a glance.

Liu Ruiying couldn't figure out the dangers of the gust of wind, but from the butterfly who was almost exhausted, he felt a chill...

At this moment, the butterfly's chest was fluctuating violently.

She took a few deep breaths and adjusted her breath. The sword in her hand was as dazzling as a butterfly again.

In the sword shadows that were constantly dancing with butterflies, the tables, chairs, cups and plates of the entire bluestone platform were cut off and overturned, making the originally extremely elegant place a mess.

Her figure began to become anxious and illusory again. The dagger in her hand had left a series of afterimages in the air, making it difficult to tell whether it is true or false.

At this time, Liu Ruiying suddenly moved.

He paused, and his figure suddenly rushed to the butterfly's back. The dagger in his right hand stabbed straight at the butterfly's back.

The butterfly also felt the strong wind coming from behind. She turned her left hand gently, and the short sword in her hand also stabbed Liu Ruiying behind her.

But Liu Ruiying is still more skilled and faster than the butterfly's counterattack.

When the butterfly's sword turned completely, the sword in his hand had already stabbed on the butterfly's back.

Butterfly's body trembled, and her left arm also felt sore... Her face suddenly changed drastically because she felt a strong sense of pain coming from behind.

This was the first time her face changed.

Since entering this bluestone platform, butterflies are like clay sculptures in temples, always so cold and ruthless.

At least she felt the pain at this moment, at least she was still a living person.

Liu Ruiying's sword was not very deep.

But this part was specially selected.

The sword penetrated here, with the same force and depth, it hurt three points more than other parts.

But it was only a short moment.

The butterfly's face immediately turned cold again, and his figure moved.

As the sword light danced, a huge vortex appeared in front of her, and her figure instantly penetrated into the vortex.

A fierce look flashed in Liu Ruiying's eyes.

With a wave of his right hand, another white blade slashed at the vortex, which was easily broken by Liu Ruiying with the sword in his hand.

The butterfly's figure reappeared.

Liu Ruiying did not feel at all relaxed, but instead had a hint of solemnity on her face.

In his opinion, the butterfly is not weak. But today is so strong, which is much unexpected.

The butterfly flips his wrist.

A strong air current was surging.

These airflows were like sharp swords, shooting towards all directions.

One sword after another transformed into butterflies, one sharp arrow after another, one spark after another...

It was like a meteor shower, attacking Liu Ruiying.

Liu Ruiying's face tightened.

But he did not avoid these attacks, but rushed towards the butterfly against these attacks.

The sharp swords and rockets all shot in front of Liu Ruiying accurately, but he dodged with the same accuracy at the last moment.

Such a big disturbance did not hurt him at all.

And his figure was also flashing, quickly approaching the butterfly.

Seeing that the Butterfly could not stop it, she had to take two steps back and then paused.

Her body disappeared into the air again.

A fear flashed in Liu Ruiying's eyes...

It's not difficult to deal with an enemy.
To be continued...