Ling Luoyu was alarmed, suddenly turned over and jumped up, backing down again and again.

But no matter how she dodges, the aura in Qi Ling's hands is still chasing after her.

Even though she avoided repeatedly, she still did not avoid the cold light attack.

At the moment he moved away from his side, a **** mouth was drawn from his waist.

The pain hits the body.

But at that moment, it seemed to stimulate her survival instinct.

But the cold light of Qi Ling was about to strike again, and when she continued to hurt deep, she jumped and flashed.

"call!"

The cold light flew a piece of clothes, splashed a string of blood drops on Qi Ling's face.

At the same time, Ling Luoyu dodged awkwardly, and only then did he avoid the killing moves that followed one after another.

Feng Chenglin also reacted quickly and immediately turned around, the soul blade shot out, killing Xiangqi Ling.

This time, Qi Ling didn't dare to fight hard to meet him, but pulled away and dodged, avoiding the murderous intent of Soul Blade.

"Three young masters, how are you?"

Feng Chenglin comfortably held Ling Luoyu and helped her sit down.

"Does it hurt to the point?"

Although he knew that he was hurt by this point, Ling Luoyu did it on purpose.

But at the moment when he saw the blood flying and his clothes shattered, Feng Chenglin's face was still pale, with no trace of blood.

"I'm fine..." Ling Luoyu pressed the wound with his palm, and the blood dripped down her fingers.

She said it was okay, but her body was swaying and it seemed to be hurt.

Just as Feng Chenglin was about to examine her wound, she suddenly heard a gust of wind coming from her ear.

The soul blade took off suddenly at that moment, and he ran across them in front of them without any hesitation.

"Zheng!"

Stopped the cold light of Qi Ling.

At this time, after looking closely, they discovered that the cold light was actually a small triangular thorn.

Around the sharp three-sided thorns, there are some barbs of hair thickness and nail length.

If it is stabbed by a three-sided thorn, then the three-week-old card slot of the three-sided thorn will drain and draw out the wounded blood like a guide slot.

Such a large dose of blood flowed back, and within half a time of the incense, the wounded would die due to excessive blood loss and blood flow.

And if the wounded wanted to pull out the triangular thorns, those nail-like barbs would also bring out countless flesh and blood, making the wounded pain unbearable.

Feng Chenglin and Ling Luoyu were both stunned the moment they saw the three-sided spines.

It was the first time they saw such a vicious weapon.

But at the moment they were stunned, the tip of the three-sided spike suddenly soared.

Yes it is!

Skyrocket! !

Ling Luoyu, who was directly opposite, did not expect that the weapon would suddenly grow long.

In such a moment of stunned thought, the three-sided thorn pierced Ling Luoyu's body.

The sudden heart-piercing pain made her brow furrow instantly.

The blood surged upwards.

"puff"

Blood spurted out.

"Three Masters..."

Feng Chenglin never dreamed that Ling Luoyu would suffer such a serious injury under his eyelids.

He grabbed the three-sided thorn, and subconsciously pulled it out.

But at the moment when he pumped out, Ling Luoyu yelled in pain.

"Don't touch it..."

Feng Chenglin realized that his palm had been pierced by the barbs on the surface of the prism.

And each of these little barbs is in the shape of a triangle.

The dense barbs, like countless diversion grooves, are sucking blood out like a vampire.