The sharp sound of wind tearing through the air pierced the eardrums.

The flying sword seemed to be faster than the sound, flashing like a stream of light.

But An Le, who had already expected it, took two steps back and turned sideways at the right time to avoid the fatal attack.

At the same time, while the flying sword has not yet turned around.

Step on the floor to create a deep pit and use the recoil force.

Like a monster from the wilderness, it suddenly attacks.

The speed was so fast that Xiang Feng's heart skipped a beat.

But a twisted smile soon appeared on his lips.

Because, where An Le's iron fist fell, scarlet blood appeared again, protecting him.

The surging force is like a mud cow entering the sea. It can only cause ripples on the surface of the blood, but cannot cause any harm to Xiang Feng inside.

"idiot!"

Xiang Feng sneered and mocked.

He has completely refined this magic sword, which is different in body and mind.

Even if the sword is not at your side, it can still emit a protective blood light.

But in an instant.

Xiang Feng, who was smiling just a second ago, suddenly changed color.

A scarlet blood flame ignited.

The fuel is anger and resentment.

It burned extremely vigorously.

The bloody light beside Xiang Feng seemed to be undefended, allowing the flames to pass through.

Then, it landed on his body surface.

The burning pain came instantly, and a strange, indescribable feeling spread out.

"You...damn it!"

Xiang Feng was extremely angry.

The bloody flying sword has shuttled back like a nimble swimming fish, going straight for An Le's heart.

Whoosh!

A bit of blood appeared, and Anle groaned.

Afterwards, he didn't stop at all.

The leg muscles exerted force, smashing a large area of ​​the floor, and jumped up.

Directly relying on his extremely arrogant body, he broke through a big hole and headed to the higher level of the inn.

Xiang Feng lowered his head first and flicked it casually.

Most of those flames of blood resentment were extinguished, and only some flames remained, which seemed to be extremely weak.

"I thought it was some kind of killer move, but it turned out to be just a little trick!"

He smiled evilly again, floated into the air, and quickly chased after him.

******

In the inn.

Anle's dark and ferocious body was speeding through like lightning.

Every step he takes will cause damage to the floor of the inn, and occasionally he will even take the initiative to break the walls like a ferocious beast.

Countless pieces of wood shattered.

There was a constant clicking sound.

The ground buzzed and trembled.

It seemed like the wailing sound of this inn.

At the same time, there was a breath that seemed to be gradually waking up.

As the energy and blood surged throughout his body, the temperature of the surrounding air continued to rise and became slightly distorted.

Those evil spirits hiding in corners don't dare to come out.

I didn't even dare to look more, for fear of being affected and hurt.

But in the corner not far in front of him, Lao Mo suddenly came out.

"Master, what are you doing?"

"If this continues, the owner of the inn will riot!"

Anle's steps didn't stop at all, and he said with a wild laugh.

"Ha...I just made it angry!"

He waved his right fist and another wall was smashed.

During the battle, Anle was always awake and knew what he was going to do.

When the inn is destroyed to a certain extent, its owner will wake up.

At that time, it will be the best opportunity.

Suddenly, An Le's throat felt sweet, as if blood was welling up, but he forced it down.

The sword that struck directly at the back of the heart was avoided by An Le.

But there was still a part of the sharp and bloody sword energy that cut through the ghost armor and remained in his body.

It was as if turbulent currents were flowing through the body, running rampant.

If Anle's body wasn't so frighteningly strong, this sword attack would probably have seriously injured him.

Anle swallowed three healing pills.

When the power of the medicine spreads.

I didn't forget to turn around and shout loudly: "Old dog Xiang Feng!"

"You don't know it yet! In fact, you have already gone crazy!"

Xiang Feng's expression behind him changed slightly, but was immediately taken over by ferociousness.

Another streak of blood slashed down.

But at such a long distance, Anle could easily avoid him.

"Hahaha, that evil sword has eroded your mind!"

Anle's laughter came from the darkness in front of him.

"Rather than saying that you refined the evil sword, it would be better to say that the evil sword refined you!"

"It's so pitiful..."

Xiang Feng's eyes were scarlet and he shouted.

"nonsense!"

"You still want to disturb my mind, damn it!"

"Whether it is the truth or a lie, you know best."

"It's a pity that your two juniors were killed by a madman like this. It's so pitiful."

Hearing this, Xiang Feng's forehead veins jumped and his face became more ferocious.

"I'm not crazy! I'm not crazy!"

Spiritual power poured out like running water, and his speed surged again, trying to catch the hateful bitch in front of him.

And unknowingly, the bloody flames on Xiang Feng's body burned even more intensely.

******

Three minutes later.

The several floors of the inn were already devastated and in a mess.

The process of the two chasing and escaping was thrilling.

Just the aftermath caused extremely exaggerated damage.

It's like two hurricanes sweeping through, destroying obstacles along the way.

By the way, many weak evil spirits were crushed to death.

Qiu Qing's bright red wedding room was also affected.
To be continued...