Chapter 282

The sword spirit's eyes were also reflected in Ning Yue's vision. He clearly saw that Murong Feiyun was surrounded by dangers on the eaves not far away. Under the joint attack of Lord Pang and elder Xingchen Pavilion, there was only room for parry.

Life and death, is likely to be in this move.

"Master, isn't that your companion?"

"Help

Ning Yue's reply was very firm, so the sword spirit had to do it. He gave up his martial offering and jumped to the opposite eaves. The power of instant destruction suddenly appeared. Then he burst into the distance of five meters, and the sweeping blade was forced to block the slash of elder Xingchen Pavilion.

Ding——

When the sword roars, the sword spirit's back is hit by a flexible body. It's Murong Feiyun in the rout.

Even if Murong Feiyun is a proud man, she can't deal with the elder of Xingchen Pavilion in Chengfeng realm and master Pang in jiuzhong realm at the same time. It's not easy to last that long.

"Well, who needs your help?"

She didn't seem to appreciate the sword spirit's rescue. As for the incident just now, Yu Guang had already glimpsed part of it. She didn't know nothing about it. She was surprised but not shocked by Ning Yue's breaking free.

"Not for you. If you lose here, I can't deal with them all by myself. Now you should understand that the strength of Haijia is too scattered, and now there are only a few people in front of you, which is more difficult. And any one of us can't fight them alone

The sword spirit coldly returns a way, these words are also rather more meaning. Help Murong Feiyun, not just out of kindness, also not just want to repay just now she inadvertently help.

If the lips die, the teeth are cold.

These words, Murong Feiyun instantly understand, hum: "well, after solving, Murong Yan's life is mine, you can't rob. And we don't owe each other

"No problem, but you'd better hurry. It's not good for us to go on fighting for a long time. " The sword spirit hums a smile, and the Xuan force in the arm holding the sword is already a little unstable.

No matter her time, or the time of blood awakening, there is not much left.

"I don't need you to teach me."

Murong Feiyun is obviously dissatisfied. The battle just now was at a disadvantage. In terms of strength gap, it is reasonable. However, she was used to plain sailing from childhood to adulthood. Except for fighting with the elders in her family, practicing outside or competing with her peers, she has never lost, let alone been so embarrassed tonight.

"All right, then stop talking and do it."

The sword spirit hums a smile, the nature that the eye aims at is among them the weakest one, because she let go just escaped the Wu offering of a disaster.

At this time, Wu gongfeng also arrived at the side of Lord Pang and the elder of Xingchen Pavilion, gasping and cheering: "kill them all, otherwise I'm afraid I can't give you an explanation. I think that as long as you can avenge your death here, no matter how high the reward, he will give you. "

Hearing this, Pang said with a sneer: "it's a bunch of rubbish. Let such a boy break away and tell him to gallop. I don't want to be associated with you and ruin my reputation if I don't see the price you can offer. "

With a slight frown, the elder of the star Pavilion hummed: "to discredit? I don't think you have a good reputation. If you don't want to fight, just go

"I'm gone, and you're the only one to get paid. My previous efforts are in vain. What a good idea. What's more, if I leave, you can't deal with them. Let Nan Yan Murong know that I've appeared. How can you let me go? " With a sly smile, Pang Zongzhu aimed at ningyue who was dominated by the sword spirit.

"You two, hold that Murong girl first, I'll deal with this boy. After that, I'll join you again. "

"No, if I can't take her, where can I put the face of the strong in the wind?"

The elder of Xingchen Pavilion screamed and stabbed with his sword. His action is very fast, coupled with the wind territory's symbolic power of resisting the wind, the attack is fierce and unparalleled.

In the fight just now, Murong Feiyun was barely defeated. She had two scars on her body and was not able to move.

On the other side, the sword spirit didn't see the sword attack, and regardless of Ning Yue's call, he held the sword to meet the leader Pang. The dark Xuan ancient sword suddenly turns round, and the sharp blade cuts his arm. When the blood is stained with the edge, the inexplicable chill shudders in the night sky again.

"No!"

Although I don't know what's strange about this sword, Pang Zongzhu still chose to give up the offensive and turn his lingering strength into a defensive posture.

Whoosh——

The next moment, a whistling wind swept by his side, a red sword light away. Only then did he realize that the target of the sword was not himself. It was too late to catch up.

Dark Xuan, instant out!

Ding——

A line of red light cuts off, the gun is broken, and the sword's remaining power is not exhausted. Moriran's sharpness continues to chop.

Whoa!

Under the edge of the sword, a line of blood fell from the center of Wu Gong's forehead and spread over his whole body. Then, the two bodies separated and trembled, and the blood and visceral fragments withered in the air, extremely ferocious.

The purpose of the sword spirit was obvious from the beginning. From the weakest point, the sword move was real, but the goal was empty. She was not prepared to deal with Lord Pang at all. She just used her momentum to frighten him. As long as the other party a little bit of hesitation and retreat, her real killing move can succeed.

Now, it's a two-on-two situation.

Boom!

On the other side, Murong Feiyun reluctantly supports the sword of the elder of the star Pavilion. As she sweeps back, she can't close her five fingers on her left hand. A few scarlet spots fall in the wind, and the rolling flame burns half of her orange sleeve.

Ding!

With another sword, the spirit of the sword fell in the air. With a chop, he forced the elder of Xingchen pavilion to pursue him. He did not dare to fight. Then he stepped back hastily and broke away from the boxing style of Lord Pang.

Hiss——

The angle of the floating robe turned into powder. She didn't avoid the blow completely. Fortunately, she didn't hurt her body.

"Solved a problem? You are much more powerful than I expected, but the remaining two are more difficult. Can you buy me some time? I have a way to deal with them

At the same time, Murong Feiyun takes out a pill and puts it into cherry lips. Soon, a heat wave is aroused on the surface of her body, which seems to be able to ignite a flame directly in the void.

"Twenty seconds at most, my limit."

The sword spirit frowned and returned. At the same time, it was also a message to ningyue.

"It's time for my master's blood to wake up. Once I reach the limit, I can no longer maintain my present state because of the power of counter bite. I will instantly return the control of my body to my master."

Ningyue replied in a deep voice: "grasp the last time and let her complete the moves that need to be prepared."

Ping Pong——

When the two swords collide, the sword spirit has no time to wait for ningyue to finish his words. Dark Xuan's ancient sword is strong enough to support the elder of Xingchen Pavilion. With her strength, blood awakening and dark Xuan ancient sword, in this case, it's just as reluctant to compete with chengfengjing.

"Boy, I can't see that you can fight so well in front of me!"

On his side, Pang Zongzhu yelled, and the strength of his fist suddenly trembled. The powerful Xuanli overlapped and compressed into a square fuzzy ripple, and then it was a severe shock.

Bang!

The void trembled and twisted slightly. The two opposing swords suddenly separated. The spirit of the sword raised his head and spat out a mouthful of blood. He fell down and fell directly off the eaves. Between the fingers holding the sword, the same scarlet.

"Brother ningyue!"

Below, a Jiao drink sounded, and a tiny figure leaped away from each other. Then the sword spirit failed to resolve the impact. They trembled violently and continued to fall at the same time.

Dong! Dong!

At the moment of landing, Zhili steps on the bluestone floor and squats in half to stabilize it. Looking at Ning Yue, who gasps and has blood stains on her mouth, she quickly reaches out her hand in her arms and takes out three light red pills.

"Blood elixir? Zhili, you didn't eat any of them yourself? "

Ning Yue was surprised. Now he had changed back to control his body. The sword spirit exhausted his last strength in order to dissolve the strength of the blow just now.

"Well, it's specially for brother ningyue. Because Zhili knows that you need them more. Besides, didn't brother ningyue have better food for others just now? "

Having said that, Zhili hands a pass, three blood elixir together into ningyue mouth.

At the next moment, Ning Yue's face suddenly turned pale, and his whole body twitched and spat out a mouthful of blood. At the entrance of the blood elixir, he happens to encounter the same early ending of the awakening force. The two forces collide and collide with each other, which makes him feel as if he is forced to burst by the air, and every inch of his skin seems to be torn.

"Brother ningyue, what's the matter with you?"

Above, the elder of Xingchen Pavilion turned his head and glared angrily at master Pang, and said, "what are you doing, even me?"

Not to be outdone, master Pang replied: "if not, how could my move of lingpin medium martial arts hit that strange boy just now. Well, if there's anything to fight for, I'll talk about it later. I see that Murong's little girl over there is going to make a big move. "

"Well, you're late!"

On the other side, Murong Feiyun drinks haughtily. When her arms are stretched out, strands of gorgeous flame hover around her body, as if forming a new gorgeous neon dress. Behind her, a pair of fiery wings burst out, and a huge shadow appeared in the night sky. In her empty eyes, it was filled with amazing power.

"Nanyan Murong's secret skill is a low-level martial art of heaven and earth, and it is determined that heaven and earth control the fire."

With a dignified whisper, the sky was full of hot air, and a column of brilliant fire made the two of them change color and fear at the same time.

This kind of power can be controlled by the people of eight aspects of Lingxing realm?

However, they don't have time to think about it any more. The Phoenix transformed from the flame has already fluttered under Murong Feiyun's hand. The sound of the Phoenix appears in the nothingness. The terrible heat wave and the sea of fire spread to the sky and devour everything.

Gorgeous orange red flame quietly, and is collapsing, all over the sky, wisps of flame withered in the wind. But it's done. In the light of the flame, two black figures fell down, and their bodies were still wriggling. However, it has lost all the power to fight again. Death is just a matter of time. Master Pang, the ninth peak of spiritual awakening realm, and the elder of Xingchen Pavilion in Chengfeng realm, are defeated. Dong! On the other side, Murong Feiyun fell directly off the eaves, knelt down on her knees, her drooping arms and sleeves were destroyed, and her bare arms were covered with burning marks. A piece of one close cherry lips, hot breath constantly exhaled, every breath, sweat on her forehead are more. She uses the eight powers of lingxingjing to develop the martial arts of Tianpin, which is still in its infancy. The process of gaining momentum is rather hasty. Even if she takes the pills specially refined by Murong family of Nanyan, her hot power of counterattacking is still extremely powerful. Now it's very difficult for her hands to lift up. Ten fingers can't move at all. Scalding and pain fill every part of her arms“ Well, is it the end of the storm? Well, it's time to finish. I've got a big bargain. " The cold laughter suddenly broke the silence. Murong Feiyun, Zhili, ningyue three people at the same time heard a look, saw a figure from the dark step out. Murongyan, and he's all unscathed.