The man bowed his body with a gloomy face, dragging the giant sword with one hand, and drooping with the other, as if he had broken a bone, and walked slowly but steadily towards the three-eared macaque step by step, ignoring the purple wings rushing towards him, and the giant sword pulled out a long sword mark behind him.

"Hey, Miss Mai, it's all right. Dark Sky barely squeezed out a smile, his face was pale, because of excessive blood loss and pain, his whole body was trembling, and he was sweating: "Can you treat me?" Before the words fell, Dark Sky thought of something and smiled self-deprecatingly: "It's okay to stop bleeding." ”

"Hey, are you okay?" Seeing that the lightning strike stopped, Bai Hua sat up from the ground, grabbed the crutches on the side and walked towards the dark sky, and asked without emotion, there is no need to worry too much about a dead man like the dark sky, to put it bluntly, it's just a dog of that person, maybe death is the greatest salvation for the dark sky.

Maihime also noticed, sat up from the ground in a panic, the first thing was to check his injury, and only after seeing that there was no harm did he breathe a sigh of relief, he glanced at the dark sky that was trembling with his broken arm, and slowly flipped his wrist, took out a bottle of red worry and threw it over: "Eat this!"

Dark Sky was seriously injured, and because he had one hand covering the wound, he didn't react at all, and with a click, the bottle containing the pill fell to the ground and spilled on the ground.

"Forget it, don't eat it. At this time, the vernacular old man walked out from behind Dark Sky, took out a small bottle of red liquid from his arms, and handed it to Dark Sky: "Drink this." ”

"Thank you for your kindness. Dark Sky glanced at Maihime, then turned his head and smiled gratefully at the vernacular, but he shook his head, pushed the vernacular's hand back, frowned and endured the severe pain, squatted down, and picked up the pills one by one with the only remaining bloodstained hand.

I heard the vernacular, and at the moment when I squatted down in the dark sky, the two words I said were as small as mosquitoes, but the vernacular heard them, and those two words may be the only two words that can prove that there is still a trace of humanity in the dark sky: "Thank you!"

Maybe it's his own short-sightedness, I don't know that in the dark, this cold dead man has also done a lot of warm things, and there may be a gentle side behind the figure that hides in the black shadow all year round, the vernacular old man's heart trembled, looking at the dark sky who was squatting on the ground with one hand and constantly groping on the ground, and suddenly felt a great sadness, blood continued to flow out from the broken arm of the dark sky, and a blood line had been dragged out on the ground, and finally the dark sky couldn't hold it anymore, and knelt on the ground with a bang, panting heavily......

The dancing girl stood playfully like this, looking down at the dark sky kneeling on the ground to pick up the pill, without a trace of pity in her eyes.

The man wanted to go faster and faster, and gradually ran up, but the three-eared macaque was scorched black, with straight hair, staring at the sky with a serious face, as if looking for the dark cloud that made him embarrassed, and he didn't care at all about the "rough man" who ran towards him who could only fight and kill with brute strength!

"I'll kill you!!" At this time, Purple Wing was already carried away by hatred, and without considering the strength of the man or the damage of the Sword of Judgment, he rushed straight towards the man.

Rumble!!!!

The man who was running ignored Purple Wing, and kicked Purple Wing like a cannonball, and continued to run towards the three-eared macaque at no reduced speed.

Purple Wing flew out dozens of meters, rolled on the ground for a long time, and lay on the ground without sound......

The sword of ruling, full of cracks, stabbed straight alongside Purple Wing.

After a while, the man reached the three-eared macaque, looking at the three-eared macaque with cold eyes, and the three-eared macaque squatted on the ground and looked up at the sky with his back to the man.

The man's hand dragging the giant sword slowly raised, and smashed the giant sword into the three-eared macaque, yes, it was smashed! It was so simple and rude to smash the three-eared macaque's head......

At this time, the purple wing who was lying on the ground and lifeless moved his fingers slightly, and then turned over one by one, lying on the ground, holding the ground with one hand, and holding the hilt of the sword of judgment with the other hand, he climbed up from the ground with difficulty, his eyes were a little hollow, he glanced at the man in the distance, slowly got up from the ground, and walked towards the man with a staggering step.

At the same time as the man swung the knife, the three-eared macaque turned its head, bared its sharp fangs and screamed, and pulled a paw at the man, but it collided with the man's giant sword, like a metal collision and sent out a burst of sparks, and then the three-eared macaque rubbed its hind legs a few steps, looked at the man vigilantly, and roared and threatened from time to time.

, but the corner of his eye is still focused on the sky, as if he is very jealous.

The man's greatsword flicked off and he took a step back, but the man quickly stabilized his body and raised his sword again to smash at the three-eared macaque.

The three-eared macaque met the man, and at the same time resisted with both arms, and with a bang, I saw a big pit under the feet of the three-eared macaque because it couldn't bear the force.

The three-eared macaque freed up an arm and grabbed the man with a paw, but the man did not panic, withdrew the giant sword and turned horizontally towards the three-eared macaque, the speed was as fast as lightning, the three-eared macaque quickly retracted his arm and retreated backwards, the man's giant sword was bye but did not pause at all, and slashed towards the three-eared macaque.

The huge sword was as nimble as a twig in the man's hand, more nimble than many of the nimble artifacts used.

The speed of the man's one-handed sword swing became faster and faster, until finally, like a wind, pierced the air and made a whizzing sound!

Only the clanging sound of the three-eared macaque's paws colliding with the giant sword and the sound of breaking the air could be heard, but the sight could not catch it, only two white lines could be seen, and the floor under the man's feet had been cut by the strong wind generated by wielding the giant sword.

"I'll kill you!!" The red-eyed Purple Wing pounced on here, and the man didn't turn his head back and kicked the Purple Wing away.

However, Ziyi did not give up, his consciousness gradually became a little blurred, and his eyes were a little dim, he knelt on the ground and shouted with his hands on the ground: "How can I fall here, what do you think I came here for!!"

After speaking, he got up again and limped towards the man, only then did the man notice the "dead" young man, glanced at it with his spare eyes, and threw himself into battle again.

"Bloodkill!" a hint of scarlet flashed in Purple Wing's eyes, and a stream of blood was wrapped around the already broken Sword of Judgment, Purple Wing held the hilt of the sword with both hands, and slashed towards the man with a loud roar.

Seeing this, the man first forcibly forced back the three-eared macaque, and then made a wrist, held the sword with his backhand, and stabbed the tip of the giant sword at the purple wing mercilessly, if nothing else, the purple wing would be pierced by the giant sword, but when the man saw the blood entangled on the purple wing sword, he hesitated, changed the stab to shoot, withdrew the giant sword, turned around, and the giant sword perfectly drew a semicircle, and the back of the sword slapped on the purple wing's chest.

At that moment, Ziyi felt that his chest was hit by a boulder, and then his throat was sweet, and a mouthful of blood spurted out, sprinkled on the giant sword, and slashed in front of the man's eyes, and the man shook his hand without emotion, and Ziyi was thrown far away and thrown heavily on the ground.

"Damn!!" Ziyi felt that his breathing was a little difficult, and he was unconscious, relying on his only remaining consciousness to get up again, but found that he had just supported his body with his hands and felt a burst of weakness and lay on the ground again.

"Get up, get up, get up!" Ziyi shouted to himself in his heart, but found that it was in vain, but his head was slightly raised, and his body was no longer obedient.

Finally, I didn't have the strength to lift my head—

"I, am I going to die?"