Obviously he is already very weak, and his spiritual power has been exhausted, but he can still talk and laugh freely without fear, and he can still deter the enemy with his own strength!

This is Kacha of the Blood Rose!

"Who's next!" Caccia wielded his long knife and swept his crimson eyes across everyone's necks.

Everyone felt a chill down their spines, and although Kacha looked weak now, as if a gust of wind could blow her away, who was sure she wasn't pretending?

You look at me, I look at you, everyone looked at each other, and no one obeyed Nangong Hu's orders.

"You bunch of waste, she is obviously pretending, she is delaying time and waiting for the spiritual power to recover, if you don't go up again, she will really have enough spiritual power for the final blow!" Nangong Hu Qi jumped like thunder.

"Then you go up yourself, we have died so many people, you know the command, in fact, you yourself are not in danger at all!" A young man finally said the resentment in his heart, and as soon as he said this, the others immediately echoed it, and they also had the same idea in their hearts, but they dared not speak in anger.

"You!" Nangong Hu gritted his teeth, and finally said in a cruel voice, "Okay, you don't go up to Lao Tzu, a bunch of waste, when I subdue this girl, none of you want to share the sweetness, Lao Tzu wants to enjoy it exclusively! And tell you that the knife in her hand is a high-level weapon, and this weapon also belongs to Lao Tzu!" After speaking, the spiritual flames all over her body rose fifty inches, and the five spirit rings of yellow, blue, blue, blue, and purple rose from under his feet, and a folding fan appeared in his hand.

From the perspective of the quality of the spirit ring, although Nangong Hu is the five-ring spirit monarch, the configuration of the spirit ring is much worse, and the purple spirit ring actually appeared in the fifth spirit ring. But thinking about it from another angle, he is just an outer disciple, and it is not easy to get these spirit rings, so naturally he can't be compared with Nangong Yu.

The huge coercion belonging to the Spirit Monarch spread out around Nangong Hu, and the weak Dengshi was crushed to the ground.

"Kacha, it's your honor to let me, the Spirit Monarch, give you the final blow, but don't worry, I won't kill you now, I'm going to torture you and make you pay for the souls of the dead under the sword! Nangong Hu shook off the folding fan and forced towards Kacha step by step, this kind of martial spirit is called Fan Demon, and it is the descendant of the Fan Demon Sect, but only the bloodline of the inner door can fully inherit the Fan Demon, and the martial spirit awakened by the outer disciples is just a defective product.

"Don't you know that anyone who talks a lot of nonsense will die?" Kacha sneered, his hands tightening slightly, and no one noticed, and the thin blood-colored tendrils spread upwards from the skin of the neckline, like a blood-colored rose slowly blooming.

"Arrogant, let's see who of the two of us is dead!" The first spirit ring on Nangong Hu's body suddenly shone, and the folding fan waved fiercely, "Fan up the wind and clouds!"

With the release of the spiritual skill, the entire valley began to blow a violent wind, the wind became stronger and stronger, and the dust and soil were scattered, and everyone couldn't open their eyes for a while.

"Go!" Nangong Hu shouted, folding his fan and pointing at Kacha, dozens of wind blades formed out of thin air, strangled towards Kacha from all directions in the fierce wind.

The silver double ponytail was pulled straight in the wind, the tutu skirt rolled and danced, and Kacha's eyes narrowed slightly, pressing down the skirt with one hand, and standing up with the long knife in the other.

Nangong Hu showed a hideous smile, so many wind blades were absolutely unguarded with Kacha's weakness at this time, the result he wanted was not to kill, but to shred all the clothes on her body, and he wanted to completely expose that fantastic delicate body in front of everyone!

The blood-colored flower whiskers spread to the roots of her ears, and just as Kacha showed a decisive look and was about to use her last strength to launch the secret technique, her eyes suddenly flashed with surprise, and she completely ignored the attacking wind blade, and suddenly stood on tiptoe to look into the distance.

A long roar sounded from the end of the valley, the voice was high-pitched and loud, full of energy, and had the potential to break through the clouds and soar into the sky!

"Damn it!" Cacha's eyes widened in surprise, and the blood-colored whiskers shrank back like a tide, and her body suddenly softened, and she swayed and fell down.

"Who!" Nangong Hu turned his head and shouted, his eyes flashed with murderous intent, and everyone turned their heads to look.

The Wind Blade is still getting closer, closer......

"I, come, too!" The long whistle sounded from far and near, and the word 'I' was a thousand meters away when it sounded, and it was already close at hand when 'also' sounded.

I saw a phantom shoot at a high speed that was indistinguishable to the naked eye, leaving a piercing roar in its path, and even the rocks on the ground shattered.

At the moment when the wind blade touched its body, the phantom suddenly rushed through the crowd and plunged into the raging wind, followed by a clinking sound and countless blinding sparks.

The aftermath of the phantom was too terrifying, and where he passed, several True Spirit Masters were swept up and flew up, falling heavily to the ground and bruising their noses and faces.

Oh my God, what kind of monster is this phantom! Could it be a powerful spirit beast in the proving ground? But the long howl just now sounded like a human being!

When the wind cleared and the sand fell, everyone looked impatiently towards the mountain of corpses, but the sight almost dislocated their jaws from shock.

I saw two people standing on the mountain of corpses, and their postures were exactly the same as in the dance music.

Who else could this man who appeared at a critical moment besides Ip Mantian?

Ye Wentian wrapped his hands around Kacha's slender waist, leaned forward forty-five degrees, and held her up at the moment when Kacha fell soft, well, just take it as a support!

Kacha was lying on his back at a slanted forty-five degrees, his silver ponytail hanging in a pool of blood, and his pretty face was full of surprise and excitement, mixed with a touch of tenderness.

The long knife fell out of his hand and plunged into the mountain of corpses, Kacha raised his hands and gently wrapped his arms around Ye Wentian's neck, revealing a relaxed smile: "Dead guy, it's really you!"

The two faced each other and were twenty centimeters apart, Ye Wentian raised his eyebrows and smiled: "Is there anyone else besides me?"

A panicked look flashed in Kacha's eyes, and then he snorted: "Of course not, you came at the right time!"

"What, am I late?" the smile on the corner of Ye Wentian's mouth became even stronger.

Kacha blinked seductively: "You are really just right! A second later, the delicate skin of this girl will be exposed to the eyes of this group of beasts!"

"This will never happen with me!" before ......he could finish speaking, Kacha's hands around his neck suddenly pressed his face down, and she also closed her eyes to meet it, and the two lips pressed together.