Ji Huan's heart tightened and vaguely felt something was wrong.

This man's dying behavior is too unusual.

She had been talking just now to reduce his vigilance. These powerful masters were particularly sensitive to spiritual power-driven attacks.

She knew that when she moved the Five Spirit Phoenix or Long Sword, he would definitely notice it, so after thinking about it, he planned to attack with a small pistol tied to his thigh and hidden close to his body.

He approached just now, and it was a good opportunity. As a sharpshooter, it was too easy for her to shoot the center of the body with one shot.

But the man in purple did not fall down.

Such fatal injuries should not have a chance to survive.

The man in purple slowly raised his dark and cold starry eyes and raised his lips: "It seems that he is still a clawed wild cat."

"Are you okay?" Ji Huan was incredulous.

The man in purple sneered: "If it were someone else, he would definitely die at your hands, it's a pity..."

His jade white fingers stroked the wound on his chest. With a puff, he dug out the bullet and threw it coldly on the ground.

Blood stained his white fingertips, and he casually put his fingers on his lips. He rolled his tongue and blood scattered into his mouth. A faint blood stain on his bright red lips, becoming more and more weird.

He looked up at Ji Huan with cold eyes, smiling mysteriously.

"I have no heart, and your hidden weapon has no effect on me."

Ji Huan gasped. Even a monster had a heart. She knew that her gun could deal with monsters and other things.

But this man has no heart. What is he?

Ji Huan's mind changed drastically. No matter what, if he fails with one blow, he will never let him go.

Her eyes darkened, she quickly picked up the five spirits to play the piano, and her fingers quickly played the spiritual power on the rootless string.

She knew that this time it was a life-and-death life.

Five spiritual elements of wind, fire, thunder, water and soil were instantly activated. The wind swept through the forest, the sudden rain was like a needle, the thunder sounded, the stars and moon were gone, and the powerful spiritual power flowed surrounded the two of them.

"Hmph, the response is quite fast."

The thick purple figure is like a slight thunder phantom, like a stunning geese, wandering around.

Under her sudden and powerful attack, he still dodged with ease, feeling like a touch of agile purple in a storm, always one step faster than the attack, and Ji Huan could not hit the purple no matter how he did.

Ji Huan's heart sank, Dongfang Wushang's self-singing piano was a big plug-in, which had greatly increased her strength.

But when facing this strange man in purple, she was just a cat scratching.

The difference in strength between the two is too big, and they are not of the same level at all.

What's worse is that her spiritual power is still weak. The five-spirit piano is too powerful, and her spiritual power is not enough to support her. Such a powerful attack has caused her spiritual power to be rapidly depleted and her physical strength is exhausted.

Walk!

She suddenly slammed the wind strings with force, and the wind became even more violent, rolling up countless fallen leaves and dust, blocking the man in purple.

She took the opportunity to escape forward desperately before rushing out a hundred meters.

The ghost figures behind him are like shadows.

The charming voice sounded like night fog, and it was oozing: "I want to run away if I play tricks on you? I haven't had enough fun yet, so I let you run away. Where do you think I'm going to put my face?"

The palm wind slapped it out without mercy. Ji Hua suffered a violent palm from behind, and his whole body was thrown out, hitting the huge tree, and his bones were almost broken.

With a snap, she fell to the ground, her chest was filled with blood, and a mouthful of blood spurted out...
Chapter completed!