The sword qi was dense, like a flurry of buzzing bees. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info galloped down.

Meng Jingye's golden clothes were added, and the dark gold armor appeared on his body. Constantly wielding the dragon slashing sword, he cut off the sword qi that came one after another. Or it's dodging, can't be hidden, can't be blocked. Resist it again. Every time the sword qi slashed down on the body, it could make a cut, but it was all flesh wounds, and the wounds were not too deep.

Leng Feng's big sword is like a huge roulette wheel. Danced by the cold front, a thin barrier appeared around him, like a lilac cocoon. Every time the sword qi hits, it will hit his big sword sword, and at this time, the phantom of a big sword will be revealed on the cocoon. The high-speed swinging sword was forcibly slowed down by the sword qi.

But that's because of this. The sword qi can't be completely resisted, and it is the dead end of the vest. There is constantly sword qi inserted. Leng Feng is not like Meng Jingye, he has strong defensive skills, everything he does is for attacking, so he was seriously injured for a while, and the dripping blood has already stained his back.

"People like you, who have no martial arts, but are not righteous, unjust, and do not benefit the world, it is better to die!"

Meng Jingye knew that it would definitely not work like this, but the sword qi was very dense, and he couldn't free his hand to interrupt him at all, it seemed.... That's all there is to it!

Meng Jingye let out a low sigh and gave up all the resistance around him. The long sword was placed horizontally on his chest, allowing the sword qi to draw blood-colored marks on his body. Meng Jingye spat lightly: "Flowers are not flowers!" White light emanated from Meng Jingye's sword body, like a huge white sun, gradually expanding, and a huge wave of qi emanated with the white halo.

Countless sword qi were swallowed by the white qi waves, and Wulou not far away was also like this, and his sword formation finally stopped. The sword qi around him gradually disappeared, as if it had never existed.

Wulou immediately changed his tactics and headed towards his nearest cold front.

Leng Feng didn't just look at it, he ate so much stuffiness. He is also on fire in his heart. The big sword rolled, the knife ghost smiled, the flames on the big sword were burning, and Wulou who rushed over immediately fought three or four moves, although he didn't take any advantage. There was also a sword mark on his chest, but it blocked Wulou's attack.

Meng Jingye also rushed at this time. The long sword was running rapidly, and all seven or eight moves were used at once, and the battle between the two could not be seen clearly in the air, only countless metal strikes were heard, and the bells were rattled!

Taking advantage of his unpreparedness, Meng Jing kicked out of the night wind god's legs. A loud explosion sounded, although, only one of the sleeves of Wulou was blown off. Also scratched some of his skin. But enough is enough!

Wulou stood still, looked at his sleeve, and his face was expressionless. Said: "Thunder!" As soon as the words fell, there was a fierce roar. It rang and tore at the sky. Where the building was standing, a huge pothole suddenly appeared. The land was full of black smoke.

Leng Feng, who was originally slashed by a sword, was blown back by this blow. All in scorched black. Convulsed on the ground. The knife ghost screamed a few times, and it turned into a wisp of green smoke. Gone!

Wulou was covered with black smoke all over his body. The robes have been blown up. There was a knife mark on his back, and purple fire rose. It seems to be burning muscles. His eyes were full of anger. With a kick under his feet, the dirt flew three or four meters high behind him.

“qiang........”

A loud sound. Meng Jingye was suddenly slashed seven or eight meters away by Wulou and hit a tree, and the big tree was smashed out of a nest, and sawdust splashed. Meng Jingye slowly shrank to the ground and sat down, a mouthful of blood spurted out, but he only took a step back.

Meng Jingye wiped the blood from the corners of his mouth, and a touch of crimson appeared in front of him. The whole world has turned into a crimson piece! On the body of Wulou, several crimson places loom in the sky!

This is probably a weakness. Meng Jingye thought about it. He pulled out his weapon. "Shattered Star!" With a wave of his hand, a few darts turned into rays of light and flew towards the weak points in Meng Jingye's eyes. Wulou knocked out one with a sword. One was knocked out with one palm. The remaining three. It's all on him.

"Ahh It turned into a gust of wind and rushed over.

Meng Jingye wanted to get up. But the wooden thorns pierced the meridians on the thighs, and one foot completely lost sensation!

"bong!" Meng Jingye was kicked in the stomach, and a mouthful of blood spat out. His body was arched. A hand pressed on Meng Jingye's face. "Bump. "The head was pressed against the tree, and blood gushed from the back of the head. A long sword was stuck in Meng Jingye's neck. The skin on his neck has been cut open by the sharp blade. Traces of blood gushed out.

"Damn you, you know?" Wulou looked at Meng Jingye with red eyes.

Meng Jingye closed her eyes and said, "I can't beat it, there's no way." Do it!"

"That's not the reason. "No stairs.

"Then you say. What is the reason for me to be damned?" Meng Jingye slowly opened his eyes. The color of blood has faded. The colorful colors are back in sight.

"That girl, you can save it, why don't you go?" asked Wulou menacingly.

"My ability is limited, and I can't take care of myself. How can we talk about caring for others? We can only do what we can. Meng Jingye said lightly. By pressing the gap between his face and hands, Meng Jingye saw Wulou's face full of anger. Said: "My friend and I can't do light work, I know I can't catch up, and I found out that there is you." So why do you need both of us? Finally, I kindly reminded you, but you didn't care, now it seems. She's supposed to be dead, right, and you killed her, but you came to us?

When Wulou heard this, he was also stunned. It seems that this is indeed the case. But he still forcibly defended: "You can stop me,"

Meng Jingye smiled, blood dripping from the corners of her mouth, and said, "How can you stop it, like now?"

Wulou looked at Meng Jingye speechlessly.

Meng Jingye said again: "I thought that a strong person like you, you could handle this situation, so ...... You'll be gone. Unexpectedly. It's up to us to mess up our own business! Interesting, interesting!"

Meng Jingye closed her eyes again. He said softly, "You've killed a person anyway." Kill a few more, it doesn't matter. Come on, I'll wait for you!"

Meng Jingye waited quietly. The long sword around his neck had been drawn. But.... But it was not pierced for a long time. Open your eyes. Wulou has already walked a long way. Behind, except for a long string of bloodstains, back. It also seems a bit desolate.

Meng Jingye gritted her teeth, pulled out the wooden thorns, and bandaged them casually. The gaze followed the distant building. I'll pay you back. Righteous and pure "saints"!