Wan Yan Min was forgotten by the group of dead soldiers. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info he tried to exert his strength, wanting to rush up to help Nanyue withdraw.

How the hell did she suddenly appear in the Blazing Rock Field? Wan Yanmin held the starry eyes and stretched, and there were thousands of years of wind and snow under his eyes.

Nanyue was suddenly struck by the light, and the fifth-order sword technique that she had practiced on her own a few days ago was automatically released like an old horse knowing the way. She was covered with a halo of light, and her hands and feet were constantly moving but moving freely.

In the night sky, Nanyue calmly danced every set of movements, folded her arms, punched, and in her own stunned gaze, an elbow against the waist and abdomen of a dead man, the man's silver-gray lips opened unexpectedly, and a mouthful of dark blood burst out.

Nanyue's eyes widened as she watched as the dead man with a silver-gray mask fell in front of her, falling from the air to the ground like a dead log from a soul.

Nanyue is infinitely powerful at this time.

A dead soldier was stimulated by the unexplained fall of his classmate, approached from behind Nan Yue, and tried to strangle her neck. Nanyue turned her head at the last moment, noticing the movement behind her, and a hind leg kick swept over, and the dead man curled up on his knees and was kicked to the edge of the maze.

Nanyue looked at her body in shock and surprise, she obviously didn't do anything. But the muscles and veins of the whole body seemed to suddenly open up, and they danced a set of fifth-order swordsmanship that had not been practiced for five days.

The dead were not stupid, they abandoned their personal tactics and began to besiege.

Wan Yan Min didn't immediately step forward to help, he was once again startled by Nan Yue, and there was a little puzzlement written in his calm eyes. There is clearly an invisible power in her body, which stimulates her full potential.

It's power, and only power can defeat two Nine Dead Warriors at once in a random move, effortlessly.

And Wan Yan Min also began to notice the piece of jade on his neck that was flickering with all his strength. It was an adult gift that Nanyue had tied to him with her own hands.

She said it was a talisman.

Her amulet.

"Uh......" Nanyue's reaction was a little wooden, and he didn't quite understand how to have more enemies with one enemy. But at that moment, her body was far more sensitive than her mind.

The limbs were stretched out, and the long hair was spread in the wind. Nanyue felt that her whole body and mind were in a state of liberation, reaching the ultimate freedom and stretch. The arc of light flowed around her body, and she embraced the wind with open arms, which was surprisingly soft, and the night gave the illusion of a pleasant face.

The dead stared at her, not daring to act rashly. Sixteen dead men stepped on the gray silver halo in a circle.

The labyrinth's air barrier is thinning. The transparent wall of blue light and shadow remained, but the visual perception gradually changed from solid to liquid and liquid.

The energy of the dead is weakened, and the labyrinth is in a state of gradual dissolution.

Nanyue was protected by those harmonious halos, and she had already silently passed the sword technique of the fifth-order sword technique in her mind.

Wan Yan Min saw the clue, he jumped up and jumped behind Nan Yue, the retrograde air flow caused many blockages to the speed, making his ascent seem a little slow.

When Nanyue was hesitating and didn't know how to make a move, a black shadow like a wide butterfly wing fell from the sky, bringing a sudden huge warmth.

"I taught you the Fifth Order, here."

Wan Yanmin's voice was low and gentle, with a reassuring undertone precipitated in it.

Twilight sunrise.

He stood behind her, and the confidence and steadiness of the two reached unprecedented heights.

The black wide sleeves were covered with white sleeves, Wan Yanmin handed the sword to Nanyue, and Jinjian's finger bones controlled Nanyue's wrist.

Out of the sword.

The sword rises.

The long sword set off a blue wave of qi, drawing the most accurate trend and pattern of the fifth order. The shape of the sword is transformed into points, peaks, layers, bodies, and planes. Every move and style is hidden, causing vast waves in the air.

Waves move far into the sky.

Several of the dead men were struck by the blue light, their faces showing a hideous look of pain, and they trembled as if they were being roasted by fire, and they could not distinguish their outlines, although the waves that hurt them looked cold and cool.

A waist-high lilac fan stretches across the sky. It is a natural screen of highly compressed air. The edge of the fan was sharp, sweeping over the waists and abdomen of the sixteen samurai.

The labyrinth's walls of air completely collapsed, scattering and exploding into thin flakes of air floating in the air, and before these flakes disappeared, there was light flowing inside, looking like large swaths of cold-colored feathers.

The dead fell in scattered pieces, their bodies thin as pieces of decayed paper in the night.

"That's amazing!" Nanyue involuntarily whispered, looking at the prospect incredulously.

She's over the fifth order.

Broke through the most difficult bottleneck, passed.

In the past few days when Yan Min was away, she practiced like crazy. Holding the wooden sword he sent, he thought about Ah Xing, Nan Aotian, Big Brother, Orange, and many people and things since he entered the palace. She wants to quickly achieve a good martial arts and protect the people and things she wants to protect.

I want to prove it to a person. - You see, when you don't teach me, I can do it alone.

Nanyue looked at her sword and her hand with a kind of near-static consternation, and felt as if the person who drew the sword was not herself, even though she clearly knew that the person was herself.

Her eyes were a little ignorant, and her posture with her sword was stupid.

The dead had a bad premonition, and struggled to recoil a second before they landed, like vultures desperately unwilling to land.

Silently, they gathered together, gathered in a strange formation, and disappeared between two dark clouds.

"They're gone, do you want to chase them?" Nanyue tilted her head slightly and asked Wan Yanmin behind her.

"Not necessarily." Wan Yanmin returned to his usual calmness and escorted Nanyue to land safely.

"Let them go. You came at the right time to give me the most happy ending. Wan Yanmin said lightly, and his voice echoed in the night sky, like a rain of pear blossoms that were not light or heavy.

"So, you owe me a favor?" Nanyue said excitedly, and there was a taste of robbery while the fire was burning in her words.

Wan Yanmin looked at the little face nestled next to him, and his expression was inexplicably complicated.

Nanyue's eyes were shining, and her face was ruddy. Moreover, he could see that she had dressed up specially today.

"Sort of." He smiled lightly, unwilling to brush her kindness.

Nanyue laughed happily: "It's ...... end"

Before he finished a sentence, the whole person suddenly fell defenselessly.

Wan Yan Min caught it and sighed helplessly.

Asleep again?

Nanyue was indeed asleep, lying in the crook of Yan Min's arm, sleeping soundly. Wan Yanmin found out early in the morning that she had a problem of falling asleep due to excessive exertion, and knew that she would wake up soon, so she didn't worry too much.

On the contrary, he rarely had such an opportunity to watch her sleeping face in a bright light. On weekdays, his pride and self-esteem caused him to look at her face inoften.