At this moment, Ying Xiaochuan, who was in distress, was not injured although he was embarrassed. After defusing the attack, he shifted his body to dodge.

Looking at the group of tails behind him that couldn't be shaken off, he was extremely sure that the other party was coming at him.

Flying around the station circle with the wheel treasure, Ying Xiaochuan felt the Lingshuang sword on his waist buzzing, and he was about to move.

He patted the Lingshuang Sword with his hand and said with a smile: "Haven't you come out for too long, are you in a hurry?"

Only a situation of a strong crisis will arouse the battle intent of the Frost Sword.

Ying Xiaochuan said in a low voice: "Okay, since you want to come out, I'll let you come out." ”

As soon as the words fell, the sword aura was overwhelming!

The Lingshuang Sword excitedly rushed into the long-closed pouch, because of its strong attributes, it turned into a huge body as soon as it came out.

It was a huge body that was more magnificent than using the Frost Sword as a flying object, and Ying Xiaochuan knew that the reason why the Frost Sword had become so big was not because it was intentional, but because his strength had improved by leaps and bounds.

Behind him, the giant sword of the powerful cultivator of the Butterfly Gate of more than ten meters was clenched behind Ying Xiaochuan.

Lingshuang Sword's temper was not good, and without waiting for Xiaochuan's order, he was so angry that he rushed over directly, and the two giant swords more than ten meters long collided in the air, shaking people's eardrums, and a powerful shock wave swept the entire battlefield.

Ying Xiaochuan covered his ears and snorted. The opponent who chased after him was miserable, spitting blood directly from his mouth and crumbling.

Ying Xiaochuan stood on one foot in the void without the assistance of clouds, looking at him coldly.

And behind him, the three demon immortals, Li Mian and Ao Ling were rushing to support as fast as possible.

If the sneak attack fails, the general trend is gone.

The man was frightened, hurriedly recalled the long sword, made a decision immediately, and roared wildly: "Withdraw." ”

The cultivators of more than ten meters of loose cultivation immediately retreated quickly.

Ying Xiaochuan, how could he allow them to come and leave as they wanted?

What's more, this group of people is very likely to be the elite of the Butterfly Gate elite.

He quickly chased forward, and Ling Shuangjian felt Ying Xiaochuan's heyday of battle intent, and was so excited that he took the initiative to return to Ying Xiaochuan's hand.

Lingshuang Sword has just made a great contribution to him.

Ying Xiaochuan touched it lovingly, and then, he maximized the Lingshuang Sword entity and slashed it down by the Butterfly Gate cultivators who fled in a hurry.

The sword qi slashed through the air, and the power was the same as the sword itself, and with one blow, it directly cut the cultivator who fell last into two pieces.

Ying Xiaochuan continued to take advantage of the victory to pursue, and once again killed three elites in a row.

Blood stained the sky, more beautiful than the sunset, at this moment, he and the killing intent of the Lingshuang Sword have reached the peak.

Getting more and more excited, he ordered the Frost Sword to continue killing.

The Feather Sword pursued behind a figure.

Seeing that he was about to split it, Ying Xiaochuan said: "It's okay, come back." ”

Ling Shuangjian withdrew his attack and obediently returned to Ying Xiaochuan's hands.

Ao Ling, Li Mian, and the Three Demon Gods finally arrived, and they were all a little strange when they saw Ying Xiaochuan standing in place and no longer taking advantage of the victory to pursue.

"Big brother, you were able to kill them all just now, why stop?"

"Brother Xiaochuan, who are they?"

Ying Xiaochuan sighed slightly in his heart, and did not explain, but said: "Don't worry about them first, let's go back and continue to kill those mutated monsters." ”

Ao Ling opened her mouth, and wanted to ask, Li Mian pulled her cuffs, she saw Ying Xiaochuan's slightly lonely expression, and a trace of depression appeared in her heart.

But soon, Ao Ling waved this trace of emotion and said, "Then let's go back quickly, lest we finally win the victory and disappear again." ”

After speaking, she and Li Mian returned to the battlefield side by side.

The three demon gods looked at Ying Xiaochuan and flew back one after another.

After everyone left, Ying Xiaochuan's eyes turned into the distance in a complicated way, just now, he stopped and stopped pursuing, because the next one was Wen Yingying.

His sword can't be used against her no matter what.

Ying Xiaochuan took out the speculum mirror from the pouch.

The vibration just now was not a WeChat message, but a text message.

It was a text message reminding him to be careful.

Ying Xiaochuan checked the SMS number, and sure enough, it was the same number as the two times he had sent messages to remind him.

His previous judgment was indeed correct.

Wen Yingying has been secretly reminding him and taking care of him.

It's been three times.

She saved him three times, when will he be able to repay this huge favor?

Ying Xiaochuan faced the empty distance, facing the dazzling remnant sun, with a wry smile with mixed feelings on his face.

……

The battle is coming to an end.

The most powerful mutant monsters all died at the hands of Ying Xiaochuan.

Now, what all the cultivators and all the demons are besieging together is the turtle demon with the strongest vitality in history.

This turtle, after being transformed, has grown a pair of wings on its shell, so it can fly into the air. The material of his wings is the same as that of a turtle shell.

Both of these have been modified to make any attacks ineffective against him, and the demons have a splitting headache in order to kill the mutated turtle demon.

If it continues like this, everyone's physical strength will be exhausted.

"Why hasn't the eldest brother come yet! My big knife is going to be blunt!" Li Mian said bitterly while slashing the back of the turtle with the big knife.

Ao Ling also broke out in a hurry.

Because she was controlling this turtle demon beast, under the control of her best efforts, the turtle demon beast could not make any attacks for the time being, and could only be beaten obediently.

However, Ao Ling's physical strength is also approaching the limit, and it won't last long.

Once she is out of control, the turtle monster will flee into the underground sea, making waves on the surface of the sea. At that time, everyone's battlefield will be forced to change from the sky to the sea.

The most important thing is that the strength of the turtle demon beast in the Hui Dao Sea will be a higher level than it is now, and it will be more difficult to fight, so it must not be allowed to escape!

"Ahh

"Ahh

Screams rang out one after another.

Everyone and the demons looked at it, only to see that not far away, the essence was shining, and one person was holding two magic weapons, a huge Lingshuang Sword and a golden wheel treasure.

In the sky, the huge Lingshuang Sword was circling and flying, and everywhere it went, there were all screams from the transformation demon, plus the magic weapon of the wheel treasure, Ying Xiaochuan simply became a god-killing existence.

Everyone breathes a sigh of relief!

"Ao Ling! Big brother is cleaning up the battlefield, he's back!"

"Great. Ao Ling smiled weakly, then withdrew his strength, and fell to the side softly, at this time, Ao Ling's physical strength was completely exhausted.

"Ao Ling!" Li Mian said hurriedly.

But in the next second, the turtle demon beast, which was no longer under control, frantically attacked the people around him, and the first thing to bear the brunt of it was Ao Ling, who had just controlled him and caused him to be beaten in vain.

But the weak Ao Ling no longer even had the strength to escape.