After binding with the rich school beauty, I became a martial god by lying flat

A moment ago, in Xu Qingli's eyes, a monster suddenly appeared from behind Chen Ping and stabbed Chen Ping's heart with a knife.

The monster's body was strange, like a ball of black smoke, and its limbs were sharp as knives, which was obviously very aggressive.

Seeing the despair and sadness in Chen Ping's eyes, Xu Qingli had almost no time to think. Her eyes turned red, and extreme anger filled her body. The Tyrant Knife had already stabbed out fiercely.

Puff!

The Tyrant Knife pierced the monster's body, and the sharp blade passed through its chest, blood splashed, making it howl in pain and retreat several steps backward.

But in the next second, the monster's wound healed quickly, as if it had never been injured.

The monster continued to pounce on her without any pause.

Xu Qingli almost lost her mind, and anger occupied all her emotions.

She clenched her teeth, her steps suddenly accelerated, and the blade of the Tyrant Knife stabbed the monster's vitals again like lightning.

"How dare you hurt him!" Xu Qingli's voice was full of murderous intent, "I will kill you and avenge him!"

An uncontrollable rage ignited in her heart, and that feeling made her almost unable to control herself.

Xu Qingli swung the Overlord Sword with all her strength, and the sword light surged towards the monster like a tide, but the monster easily dodged it.

An extremely unwilling emotion surged into Xu Qingli's heart, as if a string had broken. Xu Qingli's eyes were red, and her reason was overwhelmed by the angry murderous intent. She began to swing the sword with all her strength. With the addition of the Hundred Layers of Strength, the sharp blade cut through the air, and bursts of air-breaking sounds were heard.

At this time, in Chen Ping's eyes, Xu Qingli had completely fallen into an illusion, with red eyes and a hideous face. The whole person exuded a violent aura, as if she had lost something important, and her eyes were full of madness and anger.

"Qingli! Calm down!" Chen Ping roared, trying to awaken her reason, but Xu Qingli's attack became more and more fierce, and the Tyrant Sword was like an invisible hurricane, slashing at him with destructive power.

A trace of pain flashed in Chen Ping's eyes. He understood that Xu Qingli no longer had him in her eyes, only the enemy she imagined, and this enemy was exactly himself.

In order to avoid hurting her, Chen Ping did not use the Thunder Sword, but drew out the Longquan Sword.

Xu Qingli rushed in front of Chen Ping and used the Broken Front Sword Technique that Chen Ping was very familiar with.

Chen Ping waved the Longquan Sword to block, and the collision between the Longquan Sword and the Tyrant Sword produced a strong spark. The moment the blades rubbed against each other, a deafening clanging sound came out!

Compared with Chen Ping, who was restrained, Xu Qingli tried his best in every attack.

Xu Qingli waved the Overlord Sword in her hand one after another, and the blade flashed like a meteor. Every swing she made was full of destructive power. Her movements were swift and precise. Every blade light cut the air and caused ripples in the air.

At this time, Xu Qingli was like a beast, with sharp blade light and sharp edge.

Every swing of the sword made Chen Ping feel a sense of oppression. If he chose to attack with all his strength, he would not have no chance of winning, but in order not to hurt Xu Qingli, he had to defend with all his strength.

Sword-breaking style!

The blade light cut through the air again, with the momentum of thunder. Chen Ping, who had no time to dodge, had to use the sword-breaking style and collided with Xu Qingli's Overlord Sword.

The Overlord Sword and Longquan Sword collided, and the powerful recoil force made Xu Qingli fly back dozens of meters and fall to the ground, with a trace of blood at the corner of his mouth.

Chen Ping had been thinking, trying to find a way to make Xu Qingli sober up.

But no matter what he said, Xu Qingli was indifferent.

After Xu Qingli was injured by this blow, he felt helpless and painful, and his eyes were full of guilt and pity.

Chen Ping's heart was bleeding. Every collision with Xu Qingli was a pain in his heart.

"Qingli, take a good look, I am Chen Ping!" Chen Ping's voice was hoarse, with deep regret in his tone.

Xu Qingli's heart trembled slightly when she got up from the ground. She saw that the monster in front of her actually showed some pain and reluctance, but after a blink of an eye, it all disappeared.

It was as if everything she saw just now was an illusion.

Although this monster was very strong, Xu Qingli would never admit defeat. It killed Chen Ping, and she must take revenge!

Xu Qingli rushed towards Chen Ping again, with a firm look and murderous aura, and the sword in her hand showed a sharper edge.

"Qingli, listen to me! You are trapped in an illusion!" Chen Ping shouted again, but Xu Qingli had no intention of stopping swinging the sword, and became even more crazy.

Chen Ping had to swing his sword to block, and then repelled Xu Qingli again and again. Xu Qingli was injured in the internal organs by the recoil force. Although he recovered quickly, the pain did not decrease at all.

Seeing Xu Qingli's increasingly painful expression, Chen Ping's heart seemed to be pierced by sharp thorns. ForIn order not to hurt Xu Qingli, he could only keep retreating and try to avoid her attacks.

After a long time, Xu Qingli's swinging of the sword gradually became slower, her breathing began to become rapid, and fine beads of sweat oozed from her forehead.

The originally sharp sword light began to become a little messy, and the posture of swinging the sword was no longer as swift and accurate as before, and her movements revealed obvious fatigue.

As Xu Qingli's movements became slower and slower, Chen Ping saw the flaws she revealed because of her physical exhaustion.

Xu Qingli's wrist trembled, and the hand holding the sword seemed a little unstable, and the movement of swinging the sword slowed down.

Taking advantage of this gap in swinging the sword, Chen Ping quickly went around behind Xu Qingli, and quickly made a move. His right hand stretched out like lightning, and a palm accurately hit Xu Qingli's back of the neck.

Xu Qingli's body stiffened for a moment, and then fell down uncontrollably.

Chen Ping was quick-eyed and quick-handed, and quickly supported Xu Qingli's body to prevent her from falling to the ground.

Looking down at the unconscious Xu Qingli, he could not help but feel a deep pain in his heart. His fingers gently stroked her face, and he felt mixed emotions.

Under the influence of the illusion, Xu Qingli's thinking and feelings were distorted, and she even regarded him as an enemy.

Xu Qingli's face was pale, sweat soaked her hair, and her brows were furrowed, as if she was trapped in a nightmare.

Chen Ping gently put Xu Qingli on the ground and called softly: "Qingli..."

Now he knew very well how important his position was in Xu Qingli's heart. He was actually used by the inner demon and fell into endless pain and despair.

And he could only watch her endure all this, and even knocked her out with his own hands.

The angry Chen Ping shouted loudly: "Inner demon, get out of here!"

"Hahaha, weak and incompetent human, even if I appear in front of you, what can you do to me?"

A hideous and weird ghost appeared in front of Chen Ping, and then turned into a clown in bright clothes.

Her face was painted with white makeup, the corners of her mouth were drawn in exaggerated red curves, and her eyes were filled with cold mockery.