Jiang Fei watched Murong Feiqing and Zuo Che fall to the ground, and felt a lot more at ease, although the green-haired water monsters around them were vicious, they were not enough to threaten their safety.

As soon as the cold wind tightened, the strange figure of the Thirteenth had already caught up, stared at it viciously, and said hoarsely: "You are very capable of running, and you have actually let the helmsman chase you for so long." If you stay for a while, you will get rid of your legs first, so that you can only crawl on the ground!"

Jiang Feiqing's eyes were slightly cold, and the Ren Yuan sword in his hand let out an angry roar, and said in a deep voice: "I think, it is more appropriate for you to crawl on the ground." ”

The black shadow flashed, Jiang Fei's figure disappeared, and in the night sky, the fierce sword qi quickly slashed out, one after another, the light and shadow were vertical and horizontal, and they appeared endlessly.

You Thirteen smiled viciously and said, "Do you dare to play tricks?" It seems that I want to give you a taste of it first. ”

As he spoke, the black light of the cold hook in his hand flickered, and it quickly became larger, condensing a layer of dim enchantment.

The azure sword qi slashed at the dim enchantment one after another, and after the clanging sound, the moonlight suddenly faded, and the laughter of the thirteen yin yin rang out, and the wind was biting.

The dim enchantment was like a big umbrella, not only blocking all the sword qi that Jiang Fei slashed out, but also pouring a layer of hot oil in the vicious eyes of the Thirteenth Ones.

The needles in the eyes of the thirteen solitary eyes seemed to be quenched with poison.

Jiang Fei felt bad, his eyebrows sank, a flicker, and teleported into the distance, the strength of the Thirteenth You has not yet seen the depth, he must keep enough distance to stay safe.

You Thirteen was not in a hurry to catch up, the vicious tremor in his single eye, the cold hook in his hand turned rapidly, the dim light curtain flew wildly, and the black sharp needles gradually protruded, dense and innumerable.

Sou!

The light curtain had not completely degenerated, and a jet-black sharp needle had already taken the lead in launching, rapidly pursuing Jiang Fei's figure.

A little cold light disappeared into the night sky, and immediately after, countless points of light burst out, like a sudden rainstorm.

Behind Jiang Fei, there were already dark clouds.

He turned around, and in his clear eyes, there was a cold shadow full of black sharp needles, if it was really rain, the faster he walked, the wetter he would become.

Blindly escaping is not the way, Jiang Fei wants to face it and block this cold rain.

The wind blew in his ears, the sword shadow was raised, and the black hair swayed, Jiang Fei pulled Ren Yuan's sword and turned a blue enchantment in front of him.

The jet-black needles stabbed wildly, without making any sound, like a poisonous bee sting on a person's body, only "buzzing" distracting thoughts.

The moonlight has become a huge sieve, full of holes, the sword has stopped, and the mottled afterimage leaks on Jiang Fei's face, the remnants are still there, but the jet-black sharp needles have disappeared.

A little scarlet falls, blooming brightly.

Jiang Fei frowned, clenched his fists, and between his fingers, blood flowed down.

He was wounded.

He had already blocked all the dense jet-black needles, and none of them had missed.

What went wrong?

The wound was indeed on the arm, Jiang Fei could feel it, and it was still the hand that wielded the sword.

He couldn't figure it out, but Yu Thirteen did.

"Do you think that the Helmsman's moves are so easy to block?"

A gloomy chuckle sounded, and the strange figure of the Thirteenth quietly emerged.

Jiang Fei smiled indifferently, he was in severe pain, this injury could not have any effect on him, as long as Lingtai was still awake, he would not fall into a desperate situation.

Suddenly, the sword in his hand trembled.

The blood did not stop as Jiang Fei expected, and the color that flowed down was as black as the night.

He realized that he was uneasy, and it was clear that he had been poisoned!

The Thirteen Yin Men smiled strangely, and the one eye flickered with viciousness, like the last jet-black needle.

At this time, Jiang Fei was already difficult to stop.

"The first needle is not poisonous, but it is the sharpest, and it is difficult for you to dodge, you have to take it. ”

You Thirteen said, couldn't help but laugh proudly twice, and then continued: "The needles in the back are not poisonous, but there are a lot of them, and you have to take them." The last needle, with no edge, only poison, flies very slowly, but it can just catch up with you when you are slack. ”

The more Jiang Fei listened, the more shocked he became, that's right, when he collected the sword, he felt a numbness on his arm, and he originally thought that he had blocked too many sharp needles and was shocked by the feeling.

Unexpectedly, it was a trick!

You Thirteen smiled strangely, quite cheerfully, and said: "You don't have a chance, it's still too late to give up now." ”

Jiang Fei clenched his fists, trying his best to restrain the toxins spreading in his body, but his face did not leak, and he said indifferently: "How can you be in time?"

"You have good qualifications, I just lack disciples, as long as you are willing to kneel and beg for mercy and worship me as a teacher, in this sea area of thousands of miles, you can have whatever you want!"

The Thirteen Yin Jie chuckled, fierce and arrogant, and the one-eyed became distorted and expanded because he was too excited.

Jiang Fei didn't think about it, smiled indifferently, and said, "The things I want, this radius of thousands of miles, I don't necessarily have them." ”

You Thirteen Fox was suspicious and said, "What do you want?"

Jiang Fei didn't want anything, but was forced to restrain himself from toxicity, and planned to deal with Yousan Thirteen and find a chance to crack it.

"I want to ......"

Suddenly, there was an exclamation in the distance.

Jiang Fei's heart trembled, he could hear it, this voice was extremely familiar.

Looking back, Fang Buyu, Du Yan and the others had already tightly surrounded Murong Feiqing and attacked in turn.

Although Murong Feiqing's cultivation is not weak, he is helpless, his two fists are difficult to defeat his four hands, not to mention, he has to protect Zuo Che behind him.

Her tricks are gradually messy, and it is estimated that she will not last long.

Jiang Fei quickly turned his gaze, looked at You Thirteen angrily, and roared in a deep voice: "I want you to die!"

Murong Feiqing was besieged, Jiang Fei didn't care about the toxins expanding in his body, he raised his sword blade sharply, pinched the trick in one hand, and quickly swept a blue light on the sword.

Heavenly Sword is ready to go, every grass and tree can be a soldier!

"You still dare to use spiritual power?"

You Thirteen was a little surprised, but he was not flustered, according to his prediction, the "Seven Absolute Dispersion" developed by Jiang Fei's "Night Black Helm" was already the end of the strong crossbow, and it wouldn't last long.

The wind howled, the blades of grass on the ground rose, and in an instant, a sharp breath filled the sky.

The blue light blade flew out, and the cold shadow was vertical and horizontal, surging towards the Thirteen Shadows.

Yu Thirteen smiled viciously, not in a hurry to make a move, waiting for the edge of the azure light blade to reflect on his strange face.

Suddenly, a cold light flashed, and the sharp claws in his hands pierced the sky, and the night sky was full of thin afterimages.

The blue light blade faded sharply, but the cold cold light became more and more, and suddenly, the night wind tightened, and the cold light condensed, flashing behind Jiang Fei.

The cold light in front of Jiang Fei's eyes had not yet dissipated, and a ruthless force came from behind him, only to knock him into the air and fly upside down, flipping out of control.

A black shadow smashed into the yellow sand, the moonlight shattered, Jiang Fei lay on the ground, motionless, the sword in his hand was trembling violently.

On his back, the black robe was broken, and there were several narrow claw marks that penetrated into the bone, which was shocking.

Yu Thirteen floated in the air, and the vicious needles shot down, and said viciously: "Boy, you are not qualified enough to fight with the helmsman. ”

Jiang Fei raised his gaze, there were scars on his face, blood was spilling from his mouth, not far away, Murong Feiqing was already too busy to take care of herself, and the fierce tricks were chaotic and overwhelming, and she was almost about to fall.

"Can't......

Can't give up!"

Jiang Fei's spiritual power was about to be exhausted, and his clear eyes were full of exhaustion, but his voice was very powerful!

"I ...... I'm okay, Feiqing, waiting for me!"

The severe pain in his body made Jiang Fei unable to stand up, the sword in his hand kept shaking, he barely controlled it, stuck it on the ground and borrowed his strength, and crawled in the direction of Murong Feiqing.

"It's interesting, you can still move. ”

Yu Thirteen Yin Ji laughed, in his opinion, it was not a person crawling on the ground, but an ant.

Moreover, it is also an injured ant.

He had seen enough of this kind of attachment, but it was just a struggle before death, meaningless.

You Thirteen's smile gradually became cold, the cold light flashed in his hand, and the cold hook was quickly thrown out, and he threw it straight at Jiang Fei who was crawling on the ground.

In the darkness, a bolt of lightning pierced the night sky.

Murong Feiqing suddenly looked back, and there was a bright light in her clear eyes.

In the chaos, Fang Buyu and the others pursued fiercely, and Murong Feiqing's eyes quickly dimmed.

Jiang Fei saw that his heart was like a knife, and his beloved was in danger, but he couldn't do anything but watch.

This feeling is worse than death.

"No...... I can't just give in, I haven't lost yet!"

Jiang Fei clenched his teeth, tried his best, and let out an angry roar.

On his body, an incomparably strong aura suddenly erupted, and immediately after, a golden light quickly rushed out of his sea of qi, and the sword in his hand suddenly settled down.

In an instant, Jiang Fei's whole body was already covered with golden light, as if he was wearing an armor, and the cold hook of the Thirteenth Shadow had already dissipated before it hit it, and he retreated in embarrassment.

Jiang Fei held the sword and slowly stood up, and in his eyes, there was a golden dragon shadow roaring.

Swish!

Before You Thirteen had time to clean up his shock, a golden shadow had flashed behind him, he suddenly felt pain, slowly lowered his head, and a sword stabbed out in his chest.

On the edge of the sword, his terrified gaze was reflected.

"This ...... How is this possible......"

Yu Thirteen was incredulous, and his hoarse voice was full of unwillingness.

No one answered him, the sword was pulled out at some point, and Jiang Fei's people had already walked away.

Boom!

The heavy object fell to the ground, and the thirteen ghosts curled up in the yellow sand, and the claws and hooks that were originally flaunting and powerful have now become a burden.

Only the blood that he sheds accompanies him and puts an end to the filth in the one eye.

Jiang Fei turned into a golden light, as fast as the wind, and galloped towards Murong Feiqing.

He didn't have time to see the faces of these people clearly, the wind rose and the sword fell, and the few closest to Murong Feiqing were fighting feverishly, and suddenly their bodies flew diagonally, and they were already hit by the sword blade, and they flew out upside down.

Murong Feiqing passed Qingwan's eyes, although Jiang Fei's appearance had changed, she still recognized it at a glance, she was overjoyed, and exclaimed, "Brother Fei!"

Jiang Fei nodded, his figure flashed, the sword light flew quickly, and a bunch of people fell, Fang Buyu saw it, sneered and froze, and his body trembled uncontrollably, he didn't think that this golden light figure was Jiang Fei.

Because, the power of the golden light figure is beyond imagination.

Jiang Fei didn't speak, he kept swinging his sword, he could feel that the golden light on his body did not belong to him, and he might leave at any time.

He has to hurry up, and he has to get rid of all these dirty faces before the golden light disappears!

Fang Buyu and Du gradually glanced at each other, without discussion, waved his hand and motioned for his subordinates behind him to press forward and drag Jiang Fei back.

They retreated, turned around, and ran.

Du gradually stopped suddenly, his gaze resting on a short figure.

Zuo Che's bright eyes flickered, and he couldn't take his eyes off it, still looking at the surging green-haired water monster.

He wanted to know which was his grandfather.

Not only for themselves, but also for Jiang Fei and them.

Jiang Fei was dedicated to protecting Murong Feiqing, and the figures in front of him kept flying out, and soon, there was not much left.

In the night, two figures were fleeing in panic, one in front of the other.

The one in the back is still holding an object.

Jiang Fei looked fixedly, Zuo Che was coerced by Du gradually under his ribs, and his bright eyes were looking back helplessly.

A rush of anger rose up, and he just wanted to chase it, but his eyes went black, and he fell backwards on his back.

"Not brother!"

In a trance, I heard Murong Feiqing's concerned shout......

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