The cold air in Xiu Qiyu's body became heavier, and there was a faint look of tiredness between his eyebrows. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info but the sword in his hand is still very stable.

One of the wolves was a leader, hiding in the shadows, waiting, waiting for him to be wounded and his flaws exposed, and to deliver him a fatal blow.

A few more wolves died in Xiu Qiyu's swordsman, and the pungent smell of blood continued to explode, which would soon attract other beasts.

Xiu Qiyu's sword slammed into the waist of the wolf in front of him, and Zhenyuan urged it, destroying its heart. Before he could breathe a sigh of relief, he felt the sharp wolf claws coming from behind him. It seems that a wolf is approaching Ye Xiruo, it is a wolf, and Xiu Qiyu's heart suddenly shrank.

didn't have time to think, turned over and pounced on the wolf, the wolf claw behind him grabbed Xiu Qiyu's back fiercely, the blood flashed, Xiu Qiyu spurted out a mouthful of blood, and the ribs were broken a few times, which was very painful.

However, he still raised his sword and slew at the wolf.

Xiu Qiyu even saw the mocking look in the wolf's eyes, and his heart was even colder. His sword was blocked by a strong force, and the huge power that gushed out of the huge wolf's claws kept surging towards Xiu Qiyu, who almost didn't spurt out a single line of blood.

That wolf claw was closer to Xiu Qiyu, and it seemed that it would tear apart Xiu Qiyu's body in the next second. The true yuan surged, and the Xiu Qiyu sword move mutated, stabbing fiercely into the eyes of the head wolf.

Although the speed of the head wolf's dodge was very fast, it was not as fast as Xiu Qiyu's sword, and the blood light splashed, and the head wolf let out a miserable howl, and quickly jumped into the wolf pack.

Xiu Qiyu's face turned even darker, like Shura, this group of damn wolves, it dragged on for too long, and now more beasts are pouring over.

Xiu Qiyu lifted the sword, and every time the blood-stained clothes flew, there was a flash of blood, and one wolf fell down one by one, but the wolf still didn't strike again.

It's so cunning, Xiu Qiyu is not ready to wait, and if he is dragged here again, he and Ye Xiruo may really all die here.

As the true yuan continued to be consumed, Xiu Qiyu's injuries also began to erupt, and the sharp pain from the broken ribs made it difficult for him to draw his sword, and sweat continued to roll down his pale forehead. Blood stained his back, and his breathing began to grow heavy.

The left left eye of the head wolf hidden in the woods flashed with unforgettable hatred, and the snow-white wolf claws stretched out, and with a fierce pounce, he was about to tear Xiu Qiyu apart.

The corners of Xiu Qiyu's mouth hooked up a cold smile, brute, finally fooled.

The wind and snow in the sky turned into countless small swords, and ten thousand swords were fired together, and the screams of the head wolf were quickly swallowed by the wind and snow.

After Xiu Qiyu succeeded in the first blow, his face turned even paler, and a stream of blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth. However, his figure was still very fast, and he directly picked up Ye Xiruo, who was still on the ground, and ran forward.

Ye Xiruo was tied in front of him by him, and the beast in front of him followed the smell of blood, red eyes, and rushed towards Xiu Qiyu.

Xiu Qiyu's response is always those clean and cold sword lights, provoking Dao blood light, and then no matter whether the beast behind him is seriously injured or dead, he doesn't love to fight, just dodge and leave.

The sun had completely set, the woods were beginning to stir, many beasts were slowly coming out of their nests, and the night was about to begin.

Xiu Qiyu also knew that it was going to be a matter of life and death, and it would take a quarter of an hour to get to the closest distance to them.

Ye Xi Ruo slept peacefully in his arms, not knowing that they were on the verge of death.

Xiu Qiyu's True Yuan was very consumed, and his injuries were also very heavy, but he didn't have time to stop the bleeding and bandage his wounds, so he hurriedly swallowed a few wound pills and ran again.

At this time, Ye Xiruo's momentum almost reached its peak, the green light was generous, and the aura between the weather was surging towards her rapidly, Xiu Qiyu was the closest, and the wound seemed to be a little better.

However, his face was even more ugly, the sword light in his eyes was extinguished, and the best choice at this time was to leave Ye Xiruo and leave alone. He was 100% sure that I would be able to leave the inner circle before dark, but I would definitely die if I did the night.

However, neither his sword nor his way allowed him to do so, what difference was there between this and the disregard for human life. Not to mention that they once lived under one roof.

Xiu Qiyu quickly made a decision, took out a handful of spirit stones, and sprinkled them beside Ye Xiruo, holding the sword, urging the medicinal power in his body, ready to fight at any time.

I don't know what happened, if Ye Xi was able to break through the thirty-six big points in such a short period of time, this was obviously to advance to the fusion period, and it was difficult for such a big movement not to be discovered.

Xiu Qiyu was helpless to find that he had now become a dead target. But there's a saying called waiting for the rabbit, isn't it?

Zhenyuan has recovered about a third, and his injuries have been initially controlled and are not getting worse. For the next battle, Xiu Qiyu was almost not sure, but he couldn't retreat, and behind him was Ye Xiruo.

He had promised to protect her. The worst outcome is death, and his existence is a shame in the eyes of some people anyway, wishing he had never appeared.

The first to arrive were the vultures, whose sharp eyes allowed them to spot small changes on the ground even in the dark, and the pitch-black feathers that could even swallow the light were their powerful weapons, and when all the feathered arrows came overwhelmingly, few people could stop them. And the sharp claws and mouth that shimmered with cold light could easily tear flesh apart.

Most importantly, they hide in the dark night, coming and going like the wind, and even bloody and ruthless creatures like wolves have a headache for such opponents.

Not far away, the injured head wolf flashed green eyes, staring at Xiu Qiyu with bitter hatred in his eyes.

There is also a tiger and leopard, colorful spots, a calm step. Xiu Qiyu's heart sank to the bottom all of a sudden, and the highest of these spirit beasts was only three levels, and in normal times, anyone who saw him would run away in embarrassment. However, he was injured today, and the smell of blood could not hide from these beasts that had given birth to wisdom. To make matters worse, the three spirit beasts were clearly ready to go on together, and none of them wanted to be that praying mantis.

The calm that has been maintained now will soon be shattered.

In their opinion, the two young men in front of them were dead, and their silence at this moment was just that they did not negotiate how to divide the spoils.

What no one expected was that Xiu Qiyu made a move in advance, and his target was the head wolf in his hand.

The snow-white sword light embodies the lifelong sword cultivation of Qi Yu, although it looks simple and unpretentious, but the sword momentum is not triggered, and there is the power of thunder.

The wolf's only remaining eye was bitterly hateful, and it lunged forward.