"Whew."

"Whew."

On the plain, two figures are in front and behind. In front is a young man. At the moment, his golden Python robe is stained with blood. There is a deep hole in his shoulder and abdomen. A trace of black breath is constantly destroying his vitality.

Blood spilled from the corners of the mouth, and there was panic in the eyes. The divine power gushed out of the body, which improved his speed to the extreme.

Behind the young man was a woman, holding a fairy sword in her hand, with endless cold light flashing on it, beautiful hair dancing, moon white clothes and skirts setting off her graceful and proud posture. Her skin was white, carved like lanolin jade, wearing a ghost face mask that seemed to cry rather than cry and smile rather than laugh.

Under the mask, only the jaw and a pair of pupils as clear as autumn water but as cold as ice are exposed.

"Dead."

When the sword was waved, the bright sword light flew out, and the instant terror power directly ran to the young man. The young man was surprised and turned around quickly. A silver ancient shield appeared on his hands to block the sword light.

"When!"

The earth shook with a loud noise, and the space around the earthquake was turbulent, making a great power!

The ancient shield in the young man's hand is intertwined with the protection of Tao and reason, but he still spits blood and flies. You can imagine how powerful this sword is.

"Buzz!"

The woman walked forward step by step. The fairy sword in her hand pointed at the young man in the distance. The sword was shining, as if she could open a world with one sword.

"Buzz"

The void trembled. The woman waved the fairy sword again, like painting in the air. The fairy sword cut through the sky and made a terrible fairy sound.

"When!"

The young man fought with an ancient shield, and the blue light was towering. At this moment, the sky was dyed blue, but she still couldn't stop the woman's footsteps. She had an unstoppable edge.

"Qiang", "Zheng..."

The woman waved the fairy sword in her hand continuously. She was like an immortal who thought she was coming down to earth. Her black hair was scattered and her white clothes were spreading, threatening young men.

A layer of golden brilliance diffused from him. He waved the fairy sword in his hand and cut out nine swords in a row. Even though the young man had an ancient shield in his hand and constantly interwoven the protection of Tao and reason, he was shocked and coughed up blood.

"When!"

With the last sword, the woman broke the terrible momentum and directly cut the young man out 500 feet away. The blood stained the sky, the breath fell, and the figure fell towards the body.

"Bang."

The young man had a look of despair in his eyes. He looked up at the slowly coming woman and couldn't help being a little unwilling. At this time, a figure floated and the young man glanced slightly.

I saw a young man with silver hair who looked only in his twenties coming slowly. His silver hair was scattered and elegant. There was a warm smile on his handsome face. The young man walked very slowly, but with each step, the void was slightly turbulent and flickered like a blink.

The youth's whole body is shrouded in an impenetrable atmosphere, like emptiness and reality, as if wandering in the void.

The seriously injured man's eyes lit up, endured the injury in his body, moved down, went towards the youth, and shouted at the youth's figure at the same time.

"Please help me!"

It was Chen Xiaoming who was stunned when he heard the young man's words. Then he stopped and smiled at the corners of his mouth. He was a passer-by who felt fluctuations before. He came here to see the excitement.

Now that someone has kindly asked for help, he will naturally lend a helping hand.

After all, saving a person's life is better than building a seven level floating slaughter.

"Hum!"

Just when Chen Xiaoming was ready to take action, the cold figure came, which seemed to come from Jiuyou. He wanted to freeze everything. A bright sword cut through the void and stabbed the young man in the back.

The young man felt the death crisis coming from behind. He was shocked and wanted to run the ancient shield to resist, but he was too seriously injured and sprayed blood directly.

Chen Xiaoming was angry. He wanted to kill under his nose. He didn't take Chen Xiaoming seriously.

"Buzz."

The void moved. Chen Xiaoming was disillusioned under his feet, and his figure disappeared instantly, blocking the youth.

"Broken."

With one blow, the terrible power broke out, and the bright silver light shone. The void in front of me seemed to set off ten thousand huge waves. Although the sword light was strong, it was still lost into the air by the huge waves. The remaining power remained unabated and went to the woman in white.

"Buzz."

The immortal sword was cut out, and another sword light flew out. The void was broken. Ten thousand huge waves were cut off by a sword and calmed down. The ghost faced woman in white stood with a sword. She didn't shoot again, but looked at Chen Xiaoming.

At the same time, Chen Xiaoming is also looking at the ghost face woman in white. The strength of the latter is really good.

Just as the two faced each other, the seriously injured young man was relieved. He knew he had been saved.

The young man in front of him, with strong strength, must surpass him. Just now, the man stepped out of the trace of emptiness at random, which surprised him.

"Give him to me!"

With a faint opening, the woman's cold words came out, and there was a decisive color in her eyes under the mask.

Listening to the woman's words, Chen Xiaoming was stunned at first, and then smiled.

He Chen Xiaoming pretended to be so crazy. It was the first time he met someone more crazy than him.

"If you want him, it depends on whether you have that ability."

A light drink from your mouth is the best thing to do first. A terrible sword is constantly enlarged in front of you. The sword seems to appear out of thin air, extreme and pure.

"Buzz."

As soon as the void disappeared, a silver light flashed. Chen Xiaoming's figure appeared in the air. His face was ugly and looked at the scene under him.

The ground was broken by the sword. Looking at the deep darkness, Chen Xiaoming was afraid for a while and almost split with a sword.

"Good, you..."

He raised his head slightly. Chen Xiaoming was about to say two cruel words, and then hit each other in the face. As a result, before he finished, he saw three sword lights flying out and attacking again.

Sleeping trough, let me finish!

He scolded angrily in his heart. When the source of blood was used and the void was disillusioned under his feet, his figure had flickered and disappeared. Kan Kan avoided the sword attack.

If you don't play cards according to the routine, shouldn't you let me throw a few cruel words down first?

Chen Xiaoming's eyes glittered and his fighting spirit was slowly ignited. As soon as he came to cover the sky, he met such a powerful opponent, and the fierce fire in his body burned.

The bright silver light broke out, and the void behind Chen Xiaoming seemed to be broken. A huge virtual shadow of an ancient tree emerged. On the ancient tree, a golden red fruit light flashed, and a colorful light flew into Chen Xiaoming's body.

The figure moved slightly and was already close to the woman in white. A silver wooden stick appeared in his hand. The corners of Chen Xiaoming's mouth rose slightly and attacked the woman.

"If you want to fight, fight!"