The surging energy caused gravel to fly in all directions, and the leaves on the trees fell one after another.

These fallen leaves, under the influence of the selfless artistic conception to control external objects, turned into pieces of hidden weapons, surging crazily, getting into the gaps of the white swords' moves, and colliding with the white swords.

However, the power attached to these leaves is not strong enough to shake the sword wielded by Bai Bai, let alone penetrate the battle clothes on Bai Bai's body. The limited leaves that touch the skin on Bai Bai's face, neck and wrists can only cut.

It breaks the skin, but it cannot cause serious trauma at all.

Ming'er has turned into a bloody man, and Bai Bai has also turned into a bloody man.

Bai Bai did not change the artistic conception, because the sword technique she performed needed to match the artistic conception at the moment.

She ignored the constant trauma caused by those leaves, because it was a race against time. Killing Ming'er before dusk arrived was the fastest way to accomplish the purpose of this trip.

This is the strategy of a master of the practical style. Purpose is everything. If you can kill someone, you will not hesitate to be injured, as long as the injury is not fatal.

The sword cut into the old wound on Ming'er's arm. The wound, which was only an inch deep, suddenly reached the bone. The sound of the sword cutting through the bones was especially harsh and shocking in the dark night...

This sword didn't seem to have struck Ming'er's bones at all, and there wasn't even a hint of pain on her face.

The artistic conception of selflessness is an artistic conception that suppresses the cultivator's feelings, and the experience of pain will be weakened by this. Ming'er has experienced many fights and has long been accustomed to injury and pain, so he can naturally endure it without changing his expression.

But the strength of her left arm was undoubtedly severely affected by this.

But that's not the most terrifying thing. The most terrifying thing is that she has no time to dodge the next sword!

The next sword was aimed at her throat.

Because her body lost too much blood, she was no longer as flexible as before. Because of the urgent pursuit of multiple moves in a moment, she had accumulated a speed advantage that was enough to determine the outcome for White!

The sword in the white left hand slashed mercilessly towards Ming'er's throat. This was supposed to be a sword that decided the outcome of life and death. Ming'er definitely couldn't dodge this sword!

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Chapter completed!