Zuo Yiyi then remembered that he was still in Gao Yang's arms, and when he opened his eyes, he saw Gao Yang, who was seriously injured to protect himself, and muttered, "Why save me?"

She saw this man's mouth move slightly, and his voice was slightly drowned out by Zuo Qianqian's shouting, but she heard it clearly: "How do you know!"

However, Zuo Yiyi didn't get Gao Yang's answer, he had already fainted.

Tu Manman dragged Zuo Yiyi away, took out a packet of emerald green medicinal powder and fed it to Gao Yang, and treated the wounds on Gao Yang's body with Zuo Qianqian.

"Sister, I beg you, give me the Yunshen Pill quickly, Brother Gao Yang is dying!" Zuo Qianqian pressed Gao Yang's wound with both hands, tears flooding her vision.

Tu Manman dealt with the wound on Gao Yang's waist, his eyes were red, this was just an external injury, what really endangered Gao Yang's life was the sword wound on his back and the internal injury suffered in order to resist the Pleiades Spirit Master.

Zuo Yiyi was entangled in his heart, letting Gao Yang die here was the best choice for Zuo Qianqian, looking at the man who was sitting on the ground, gritting his teeth, he took out a porcelain bottle and poured it into Gao Yang's mouth, at this time Gao Yang had lost consciousness, and the pill could not be fed at all.

"He couldn't swallow it. Zuo Yiyi said, even she didn't notice the anxiety in her tone.

Zuo Qianqian took the pill from her hand, swallowed it into her mouth and bit it, took a sip of water, broke Gao Yang's mouth and fed it.

At this moment, Zuo Xingtang was thrown next to several people, covered in wounds, and the other three were also injured.

"Oh, this picture is really touching, the three little girls are waiting, they are all about to die of comfort, hehehehe...... Hiccup~~" The person who spoke was not tall, lean, with a yellow gourd hanging from his waist, and his skinny hands were still pinching the face of the last person and dragging him to the ground.

He threw the Zuo family in his hand to the ground, grabbed the gourd, and poured a big mouthful into his mouth: "Which one killed Bai Xiang?

"Miss, let's go, I'll hold him back, this person is the Zodiac Spirit Master!" Zuo Xingtang got up and stopped in front of several people, his chest whirring like a bellows of agitation.

"Do you think you're leaving?" A young man's voice came from Sanya Valley, and the person who came was Huang Wenbai, the young city lord of Buzhou City.

"Young City Lord, we are the Zuo family of Weiwu City. Zuo Yiyidao.

Huang Wenbai led people to walk from Sanya Valley to this side unhurriedly: "Oh~ I know, I know, the Zuo family, who got a spirit sword a few months ago, you are not on the top of the mountain, what are you doing here?"

As he spoke, his tone changed: "Zhu Ming, don't you do it yet?"

"Young master, some of them have killed Bai Xiang, the little one thinks it's better to be careful, burp~~" Zhu Ming shook the gourd in his hand and hung it back on his waist.

"It was the spirit drive of the Guild that killed Bai Xiang, and she was no longer a threat. Huang Wenbai said.

"Huang Shaocheng Lord, what do you mean by this, you want to do something to your allies?" Zuo Yiyi said coldly.

As soon as Huang Wenbai raised his hand, the people behind him had already formed a circle and enveloped him: "Who knows?"

As soon as the words fell, the lean Zhu Ming moved, Zhu Ming was different from Bai Xiang, he would not do anything that might cost his life, Huang Wenbai's words had dispelled his doubts, and these few people were in front of him.

Zuo Xingtang resisted desperately, Zuo Yiyi was just about to control the flying sword to help, Huang Wenbai's subordinates had already surrounded him, Zuo Qianqian was still helping Gao Yang protect his wounds and dissolve the medicinal power, he couldn't distinguish his mind at all, so he had to turn the flying sword and fight against the other three people.

Zhu Ming tore open the sleeve of Zuo Xingtang's shirt with one claw, and slapped him with another palm to make him spit blood: "It's still a little tender." ”

Just as he was about to step forward to end his life, a long sword stopped Zhu Ming, and a cold light flashed almost against his neck, and Zhou Zixiu, who was completely ignored, flew over.

Zhu Ming just turned sideways, let go of the sword, and punched the old Zhou Zixiu in the abdomen.

Zhou Zixiu was like a sandbag that had been knocked away, rolling on the ground again and again.

"Ahem......" The severe pain in his abdomen made him unable to stand up at all, and he trembled and couldn't get up even when he knelt on the ground.

Zhu Ming kicked open the left hall and walked towards Zhou Zixiu: "Bastard thing!"

A mere Wangchen spirit master who had just entered the level, an ant who was not in his eyes at all, actually almost injured himself, Zhu Ming kicked Zhou Zixiu's arched waist fiercely, kicking him out.

Zhou Zixiu's body was like an uncontrollable ball, he was kicked by Zhu Ming and rolled out of the ground, even the long sword fell at Zhu Ming's feet, and the sharp pain in his abdomen made his whole body spasm.

He lay on the ground and tried his best to get up: "Move, move! Move!!"

Zhu Ming picked up the long sword, walked to Zhou Zixiu's side, grabbed him by the back of the neck, and lifted him up: "What kind of thing are you?

raised the long sword and was about to stab into Zhou Zixiu's body, but Zuo Xingtang, who was covered in blood, grabbed the hand holding the sword.

"Get out!" a whip-like phantom figure swung out from the back of Zhu Ming's neck and whipped it on Zuo Xingtang's body.

"Cough ......" Zuo Xingtang's ribs were broken, the slag was tightly pricked into his lungs, coughing up blood slag, but he still dragged Zhu Ming's hand.

Zhu Ming was furious, he was an invincible existence here in the second order of the Pleiades, but now he was repeatedly tripped up, the strength of the wine volatilized, and he was whipped on Zuo Xingtang's body, kicking him away, turning his head and raising his sword to stab Zhou Zixiu who was lifted in the air.

Zuo Xingtang lay on the ground and couldn't move, his cloudy eyes staring at the long sword.

Zhou Zixiu, who was pinched in his hands, suddenly moved, grabbed the hand on the back of his neck with both hands, twisted his body and kicked at the long sword.

Puff~

"Ah!!h

Zhou Zixiu screamed, the long sword pierced through his footboard, and he could even hear the sound of the blade cutting through his foot bones!

Zhou Zixiu stepped on the long sword relay with his penetrated foot, broke free from Zhu Ming's control, turned around, wrapped his right hand and the other foot around Zhu Ming's right arm, and pointed his left arm along his body towards Zhu Ming.

The cuffs reveal the Spirit Strike Crossbow that has bounced its wings, and the violently trembling psionic energy indicates that it has been filled!

"I knew it, I knew it......" Zuo Xingtang lay on the ground and stared at the shining arm and wrist, the corners of his mouth squirming with difficulty.

"Die!!"

The spirit crossbow erupted, and the scorching spirit arrow instantly pierced through Zhu Ming's head, which even the sacrificial spirit had not had time to summon, like a red beam, and the castration did not decrease, and it sank into the earth.

Bang!!!

The spirit arrow erupted underground, and the earth and rocks exploded, setting off a wave of air, blowing Zhou Zixiu and the immobile Zuo Xingtang out of the air, and rolling again and again before stopping their bodies.

Everyone in Buzhou City was attracted by the violent movement here, and the young city lord Huang Wenbai was even more violent.

Zhou Zixiu endured the pain, pulled out the long sword from the soles of his feet, limped towards the left hall, and when he passed by Zhu Ming's corpse, he said, "What am I, you don't count." ”