1338 This is a tag-team battle?

In the dark, Ling Chuxi seemed to have come to a wonderful world. Everything around her, including herself, was so illusory, but so clear.

Ling Chuxi stretched out her hand and realized that she had become translucent. Was this his soul? He was either dead or in a dream.

His body was filled with endless energy, and he seemed to have recovered his peak strength. However, when he looked inside, he couldn't feel the existence of any innate Qi of vitality.

What was going on? Ling Chuxi could not help but feel puzzled. There was only one thing she could be sure of. Since she could still think, it proved that she was not dead yet. Even if she was really in the state of a spirit, it also proved that she was not completely dead.

Without waiting for Ling Chuxi to figure out what was going on, a thin and long silver sword stabbed towards her without any warning.

There was no time to think. Ling Chuxi took the opportunity to pull out her sword and stretched her hand to her waist. Only then did she suddenly remember that she was only in a semi-transparent illusionary state. Where did a sword come from? however, what surprised her was that with just a thought, a long sword appeared in her hand.

Ling Chuxi did not hesitate to swing her sword horizontally to block the incoming long sword. Just as the two swords were about to come into contact, the sword suddenly drew a strange arc and skillfully stuck close to her sword to stab her chest. It was as fast as a graceful swan and as agile as a snake.

Ling Chuxi was shocked. She could feel the bone-chilling killing intent in the sword. She had a feeling that whether she was in a spiritual state or in a dream state, if she was stabbed by this sword, her soul would be destroyed.

This was not the result she wanted. Even if there was only a slim chance of survival, Ling Chuxi would definitely not give up.

However, the distance was so short, and the opponent's sword was so fast and coincidental. It was too late to change moves or retreat.

In an instant, Ling Chuxi's martial arts dan Xin was raised to the extreme. With a twist of her wrist, the long sword trembled violently. It was a slight tremble, but it was just enough to shake the sword a few inches away. At the same time, Ling Chuxi nimbly turned her body to the side, just in time to avoid the sure-kill sword.

Ling Chuxi let out a long breath of turbid air. Although the sword attack just now seemed simple, it was the essence of all of Ling Chuxi's martial arts. In that split second, her spiritual power and reaction speed were raised to unprecedented heights.

If it was any other time, Ling Chuxi was certain that she would not be able to avoid this sword. However, in this state of soul, her martial arts core heart seemed to have been completely activated and became shockingly clear. Even the smallest change outside her body could not escape her eyes. Her body and divine sense were also highly unified, and it could be said that it was perfect if her heart moved at will.

Reminiscing about the quick-witted sword style she had just displayed, even Ling Chuxi herself was a little entranced. If it were at another time and place, perhaps she would not be able to use that exquisite sword move again.

Ling Chuxi was fully focused and prepared to receive the opponent's next attack. However, the sword remained in its original position, not moving at all. After a while, a slender figure slowly appeared beside the sword. He did not even look at Ling Chuxi, sheathed the sword, and then quietly disappeared.

What was going on? If it was a dream, it was a little too dangerous. Ling Chuxi was a little confused.

Wait a minute, that sword just now looked a little familiar. He seemed to have seen it somewhere before.

Without waiting for Ling Chuxi to figure out the answer to this question, another sword suddenly slashed down from the air. Only this time, accompanied by the sharp and wild sword technique that was full of killing intent, a mighty figure appeared at the same time, letting out a roar of anger.