With that, the tip of his tongue licked the rain from his mouth, like a hungry tiger thirsty for blood, scanning the people in front of him.

"Originally, you wouldn't have died just yet. Jiujuquan said angrily, but there was a rare joy in his eyes, "Who let you throw yourself into the net and want to sabotage my carefully prepared plan." ”

"Now, I want you to be buried with my plan!!"

A deafening whistling sound startled the raindrops around it. Dongfang Shiming and the others were difficult to react, and immediately felt a strong bloody murderous aura, scattered in all directions!

"Not good!" Huan Qingzi's eyes were quick, and when he saw that the figure of Jiuzhongquan had been killed suddenly, he immediately tore off the sword rope, and he struggled forward to block the move without even pulling out the scabbard.

Lu Deng and Ding Jing, a monk of the Hanging Lantern Temple, stepped forward at the same time, and the three of them joined forces to block it, and they immediately bore the brunt.

The difference in strength caused the weapons of the three to shatter together. The strong internal force oppressed, and the three of them felt a heavy blow to their organs at the same time, and blood spit out from their mouths.

Suddenly shocked, Dongfang Shiming and others took out their swords one after another and stepped forward to resist.

The dark shadows of the night are filled with oppressive power.

He Zhangmen and the others crossed the three sects and the three people, and before they could use their martial arts, the moves of the Nine Springs. There were a few sharp sounds, and there was no suspense at all, and the situation immediately reversed again.

The sound of rain poured, and the night leaked four watches. The non-stop wind and rain put a hazy background on the situation of the cliff platform.

Oriental poetry calls out that everyone should not fall in love with war, and retreat while fighting. Seeing that he had reached the edge of the cliff, Dongfang Shiming could not be ignored, and immediately ordered everyone to jump off the cliff to fight for a moment of vitality.

The three people of the three sects were injured and jumped down first by a cadre. Dongfang Shiming and He Zhangmen tried their best to ensure that they did not lose, although the absolute power of the ghost in front of them made it difficult for them to compete, but at least they could delay for a few seconds so that everyone could live.

The light and shadow of the various moves are refracted back and forth between the curtains of the rain, which looks dazzling.

Dongfang Shiming's hands had already been shocked by the coercion of the Nine Springs, but he didn't have time to pay attention to them. With his eyes overlapping back and forth in front of him and behind him, he must keep an eye on the overall situation at all times.

Oh, he saw the opportunity and saw that the people behind him had successfully jumped off the cliff!

The opportunity could not be missed, and he immediately shouted to the head of He who was fighting side by side: "Let's jump too!

It just so happened that the two also retreated to the edge of the cliff. The stones under their feet were extremely slippery after the rain, and the two of them took this opportunity to block the blow of the Nine Springs together in an instant, and at the same time jumped down the cliff!

However, the crisis did not end there.

Dongfang Shiming was in mid-air, and before he fell to the ground, he suddenly heard a cool breeze coming from the back of his head!

Kuju Izumi jumped off the cliff after them without hesitation!

"You, you must not stay!"

Everyone under the cliff looked up at the sudden scene, and they all let out a burst of exclamation.

He Zhangmen, who was beside Dongfang Shiming, suddenly saw Dongfang Shiming's back with a sideside eye, and he was also frightened at the same time.

I saw that the Nine Springs were only a stone's throw away from Oriental Shiming. He had already pinched a cloud of scarlet qi in the air, and in an instant, he was about to smash Dongfang Shiming's head!

Dongfang Shiming had his back to the Nine Springs, and he had no way to dodge in the air. He was well aware of his situation, but at this moment, he had no way to deal with it!

In despair, Dongfang Shiming had no other way, and closed his eyes tightly:

Life or death, but it depends on destiny!

Suddenly, life and death were instantaneous, and after a moment of death, a Xuansu sword qi cut through the rain curtain, and finally rushed to the rescue!

The extremely fast and incoherent sword, carrying the power of the vast moves, stabbed straight at the moment when the Nine Springs' hands were about to fall. Hearing the shocking sound of the wind in his ears, Jiuzhongquan was forced to temporarily change the target of his move to protect himself, and the majestic energy collided with the sword qi, which immediately shattered the boulder on the cliff and washed away the wind and rain.

With a moment of vitality, Dongfang Shiming and He Zhangmen have successfully fallen back to the second stack.

Dongfang Shiming didn't die in the catastrophe, and he didn't have time to rejoice, but turned his head to look at this belated, the second protagonist tonight.

At this time, Jiuzhong Spring had already stepped on a stump branch protruding from the cliff, and his body shook slightly in the wind and rain.

Coldly staring at the direction the sword came from, his brows gradually tightened, and the drops of water on the tips of his eyebrows dripped down the tip of his nose.

With such a move, he can also guess who it is.

It seems that he Jiujuquan was really tricked by them this time.

Suddenly, I saw a long sword with two colors, and a lonely shadow flew in. The ink color is like a ribbon on a rainy night, like a solidified sunset, and finally shakes the appearance in front of everyone's eyes.

The long sword was powerful, swaying with surrounding energy, and inserted into the stone cliff wall.

“...... With a wave of the dignified sword, the edge is cold, and the cover is overwhelming. Xuansu spread the dragon changes, who sees the clouds buried in half of the branches. ”

As the long sword broke into everyone's senses at the same time, a familiar voice came, rebalancing the endangered situation.

The heaviest chips, for this game, finally pulled back a game.

Seeing the figure that appeared in front of him, Kujuizumi's teeth rustled, and he said the name of the person who came out in a low voice: "...... Plain branches. ”

The rain was rapid, and the ink clouds were rolling. As the reinforcement that Oriental poetry hopes for the most, Su Bezhi descended from the sky in style.

And at the foot of the mountain, in the mountains and forests, there were also mixed restless sounds. The head of the dragon and the disciples of the dragon halberd came later, plus the three sects Daozhai and others, forming a stalemate with the army of Jiuzhongquan.

Subeshi sprang down lightly and landed on the hilt of the sword. Extremely close to the Nine Springs, he did not panic at all, but wiped the rain from his face very leisurely, showing a little underwhelming smile.

"Why, it looks like you've been completely deflated this time. ”