Qianhong looked completely vulnerable in the hands of the old woman.

After all, Qianhong is just a sword spirit, and now she has only recovered one percent of her strength in her heyday.

And that old woman is an old congenital powerhouse who surpasses Xuanyuan Zifan.

If it weren't for the fact that Qianhong had absorbed the Holy Dao Xuanyuan Sword Qi just now, her strength had increased a lot, otherwise she would not have been the enemy of the old woman at all.

Even now, she is quickly falling behind.

"Suppress me!" The old woman saw that even a single sword spirit dared to stop her, and she was already furious in her heart, and she shot ruthlessly.

A seal on her hand. It was imprinted on the body of the sword.

The body of the three-color flying sword was very strong, but it was not damaged.

However, the sword spirit in it suddenly trembled, and Qianhong only felt as if his body was about to be washed away.

"The last time you killed the Huo family, it was your sword spirit who created the sin, right? The old body will destroy your sword spirit!" A trace of ruthlessness flashed in the old woman's eyes, and then she pinched her hands.

I saw a flame suddenly emerge from her hand.

The flames rose in the wind, and soon the tricolored sword was completely enveloped.

The sword body contains the power of Qingluan's tail feathers, and it is naturally not afraid of the flames, but under the flames, Qianhong immediately screamed.

At this moment, she seemed to feel it again, when the sword was cast. The moment she jumped into the sword-forging furnace.

Flames burned her soul all around, as if they were about to burn her to ashes.

Her body manifested from the sword body, turning into the stunning woman in the red clothes of the Warring States period, her face was poignant in the flames, and the body of the sword spirit was rapidly scattered.

Her heart was full of unwillingness.

"It seems that I can't wait for the moment when I have a body!" the red dress on her body danced in the wind. The power in his body is constantly dissipating.

The moment her strength is exhausted, it is the moment when her soul is gone.

"Ming, goodbye, goodbye...... I can't imagine it!" she closed her eyes, and an illusory tear slipped from the corner of her eye, quickly burned into vapor by the flames around her.

Just like when she threw herself into the sword-forging furnace.

It's just that that time she turned into a sword spirit, and this time, she was completely gone.

……

"Ziwen, what are you going to do?" Xiao Luoying noticed Wang Ziwen's movements beside her, and frowned slightly.

Wang Ziwen smiled. Pointing to Zhou Xiaolu not far away, he said, "That person, isn't that the cousin who hugged Ye Yi before?"

"I heard it before, Ye Yi said that he hated others touching his relatives and friends the most, but I wanted to move. ”

The corners of his mouth showed a wicked smile: "I not only want to move her, but also tease her in front of Ye Yi, and let her be happy under me at night." ”

"I want Ye Yi to die, and I can't even look at it!"

"If you don't do this, it will be hard to eliminate the hatred in my heart!"

Wang Ziwen said with a cruel smile.

Xiao Luoying frowned, Wang Ziwen had gone too far.

However, Shen Xi on the side hurriedly agreed: "Brother Ziwen, I'll go over with you." ”

Her delicate little face was full of resentment, and she said hatefully: "I must make that Ye Yi regret it, and after you finish playing with that woman, I will kill her." ”

Her eyes were full of resentment: "Not only that woman, but I also want my grandfather to kill Ye Yi's whole family." ”

Xiao Luoying immediately reprimanded: "Xiaoxi, you are young, how can you have such an idea?"

Although she knew that Shen Xi was a spoiled little girl, she was self-centered, and she never showed mercy when dealing with others.

But destroying the whole family at every turn, compared to Ye Yi, this Shen Xi is a female devil.

If you continue like this, you will grow up in the future, and it will definitely be amazing.

When Shen Xi heard Xiao Luoying's scolding, his face suddenly turned pale, and the tears brewing in his eyes were about to pour out, "Sister Luoying." Xiaoxi has been beaten like this, you still want to be fierce Xiaoxi, Xiaoxi don't want to be good with you. ”

Wang Ziwen hurriedly stood up: "Luo Ying, don't worry about this matter, the two victims, me and Xiaoxi, it is absolutely impossible to give up." ”

As he spoke, he picked up Shen Xi and walked directly towards Zhou Xiaolu.

Xiao Luoying frowned slightly. However, she couldn't go against Wang Ziwen and Shen Xi for the sake of Ye Yi, who was about to die. He just shook his head and sighed lightly.

Zhou Xiaolu was nervously watching Ye Yi and Qianhong's situation, and didn't notice Wang Ziwen's approach at all.

"Ye Yi, Sister Qianhong, you must not have anything to do!" Zhou Xiaolu was praying.

At this moment, a sneer came: "It's okay? How can they be okay?"

Almost as soon as her words fell, she heard a voice coming from her side, and she looked over, it was Wang Ziwen holding Shen Xi.

Zhou Xiaolu just saw Ye Yi's slap on the prince and destroy Shen Xi's limbs, and when he saw them coming, he retreated behind him almost instinctively.

Wang Ziwen didn't care at all, after all, he was born in a big family, although he was not a martial artist, but he still understood some basic fighting and self-defense methods.

is just a weak woman, and he is not worried about where Zhou Xiaolu can escape.

"Look at Ye Yi, his face is pale, his body is cracked, and he is bleeding. Five or six minutes at most, and you will die. ”

"Look at the woman in that sword again, her body is about to be burned to ashes, and you still think that they are okay?

Hearing Wang Ziwen say this, Zhou Xiaolu suddenly said angrily: "You are talking nonsense. ”

Wang Ziwen didn't refute, he directly put Shen Xi on the ground, and then rushed towards Zhou Xiaolu.

Zhou Xiaolu was slightly startled and hurriedly began to resist.

But after all, she is just a weak woman, how can she use to compete with Wang Ziwen?

However, at this moment, a touch of ruthlessness flashed in Zhou Xiaolu's eyes, and he was wearing Gauguin shoes and kicked Wang Ziwen's crotch.

"Whew!" a pig-like scream rang out.

Wang Ziwen hurriedly became a disciple of the "Wudang School", covering his crotch and screaming again and again. You can see blood staining his hands through his pants.

His face turned pale for a moment, and his face was bruised in pain, and he saw that the thing was useless.

"You are looking for death!" Wang Ziwen's voice was hoarse and full of despair and resentment, as a man. It's inhumane, what's the point of living?

At this moment, she looked at Zhou Xiaolu as if she was looking at a corpse, and roared: "I'm going to kill you!"

As he spoke, he rushed directly towards Zhou Xiaolu and grabbed Zhou Xiaolu's neck.

Zhou Xiaolu immediately grabbed Wang Ziwen's hand, and his breathing became difficult.

At this time, a voice came coldly: "You dare to touch them." I'll let you know what the real devil is!"

It was Ye Yi's voice, which resounded in the ears of Wang Ziwen and the old woman at the same time.

Wang Ziwen's heart was slightly shocked, and he hurriedly looked towards the big array, and saw that Ye Yi was still in the big array, bowing his head and closing his eyes, all his body was covered in blood.

The blood-colored armor. It is uncertain and uncertain, and it is vaguely about to dissipate.

He suddenly sneered: "Hahaha, I really want to know, what is the real demon!"

As he spoke, the power in his hand increased by three points again, Zhou Xiaolu's eyes widened, and the breath on his body was dissipating rapidly.

As for the old woman, she sneered even more: "If you still dare to speak wildly, you could have lasted a few more minutes, but now, I won't let you live for another second." ”

As he spoke, he shouted, "Kill him!"

"Okay!" As the old woman broke off, the other three innate powerhouses all agreed, and then immediately launched an attack on Ye Yi.

A fist containing endless flames, like a sun, shot towards Ye Yi frantically.

The old man with the immortal wind bone once again sacrificed his long sword, and a sword crossed the air, as if he could split Huashan.

As for the last sloppy Taoist, the dust in his hand suddenly condensed, and immediately turned into a long whip and whipped directly towards Ye Yi.

With Ye Yi's current state, as long as he was hit by any attack, he would definitely be dead.

However, at this moment, there was no fear on Ye Yi's face.

In the next moment, he raised his head suddenly, his eyes opened, and his voice sounded like a nightmare: "You guys, looking for death!"