"Don't relax, he's not dead yet!" A strange voice suddenly sounded in his ears, with a little hurried and familiar voice, which made Bai Moyu wake up from his trance, and before he could find the source of this sound, a wind blew in his ears, and a figure swept away from his side.

It took a fraction of a second to understand the meaning of this sentence, and after reacting, Bai Moyu couldn't help but widen a pair of charming eyes and looked into the distance. At this glance, I only saw a back: when I went to the battlefield, I saw an unwavering back.

Not as tall as a giant, not as burly as a black bear, or even a little thin, but at least, already wider than himself.

Beyond this back, Bai Moyu finally saw a farther picture: I don't know when the world was infected by pale green, growing countless tender green branches and leavesAt the same time, the tender branches and emerald green leaves swayed gently with the wind, surrounding the ugly corpse, almost confusing Bai Moyu's eyes. If you don't have good eyesight, you won't be able to see the deepest sights.

It was a brief moment, so short that the height of Bai Moyu barely changed, and there was no change in consciousness. But it was also a very long moment, so long that Bai Moyu could see everything that was happening clearly, and he could see all the movements of that back clearly.

There was no deliberate twisting of the body, but the densely spread branches and leaves, whenever the figure approached, it seemed to have its own life, making way of a just right gap, just for the figure to properly drill through.

The whole movement was as smooth as flowing water, and suddenly, the back had come to the front of the ugly corpse. It was only at this time that Bai Moyu really noticed that the ugly corpse of the king's guard really had a breath left, and there was no anger.

Even, with his precise eyesight, Bai Moyu saw that on the corpse that was only revealed and half of his chest, there was a force that distorted space, and all the branches and leaves that were constantly gathering to hurt him were scattered to protect himself.

"This monster actually has the strength to fight?!! Bai Moyu really couldn't believe it, and it was inevitable that he would have a little emotion in his heart: even if she did this and tried her best, she still couldn't defeat a king's guard alone.

Even, if it weren't for this sudden appearance of the back, Bai Moyu really doubted that he would still be alive at this time?

The answer is no, the answer is that the back slashed down: it failed to hit the body of the king's guard, and was directly bounced away by the power that distorted the space, not to mention slashing, even hurting the other party is a problem.

Time seems to have stopped again, because it is the back, Bai Moyu can't see the expression of the owner of the back at the moment, but thinking about it, it seems to be quite interesting. It's just destined that she didn't guess, but what appeared on Fengchen's face at this moment was clear.

That's right, this person is Fengchen, who took Leng Tomb and Yue Wuyun to another escape path, but inexplicably found that there were fluctuations in the battle ahead. And when the identities of both sides are confirmed, it happens to be the end of this whole battle.

I didn't have time to think too much, just relying on the wind, Feng Chen already knew too much: including Bai Moyu's physical condition, and the fact that the king's guard still had a breath left. So, like an arrow off the string, he rushed towards the enemy at the fastest speed.

Even more secrets than Bai Moyu knew, including the distorted spatial power that surrounded the body of the king's guard.

"It's such a strong concussive force, it's really that guy's guard!" When the enemy met, he was very red-eyed, not to mention that the other party was usually a high-ranking king's guard, but now it was already a tiger falling into Pingyang. doesn't care that his behavior is a dog-like ridicule, Fengchen only thinks about how to break the other party's corpse into thousands of pieces, so as to vent his hatred. The first is, of course, to break through the opponent's defenses.

The branches and young leaves are the credit of the moon, but unfortunately, even though every leaf is pervasive, it is still too large in size, and it will terminate when it is sharp to a certain extent, and it is impossible to break through the barrier that protects itself under the full strength of the king's guard.

But this is undoubtedly a threat, at least the king's guard does not dare to lift the protection of the wave power at this moment: once the protection of this power is lost, these branches and young leaves will be directly crushed in the first place, and there will be no chance to escape.

Clearly aware of this, so the state of mind of the king guard at this moment is actually very desperate: these young leaves and branches are definitely not something that can be lifted in a short period of time, but his fluctuating power is constantly weakening at an extremely obvious speed.

If it goes on like this, you don't even need to do it, and the efforts of one person in a single month are enough to kill this water dog.

However, it is obvious that in the face of a rare enemy, Fengchen has such an opportunity, how can he be willing to fake the hands of others?

The first knife was just a stone throwing to ask for directions, a greeting, a hint, to tell the king's guard, who was already dying.

"Your life, I'll take it!" was such an announcatory tone, but the king's guards were powerless to refute it.

For at the time of the words, a new wind was raised, and the way it blew was so that the king's guard had no time to care.

What protects the king's guard is his last weakened fluctuating power, which is naturally not the same as in his complete state. Of course, even if it is weak, it is stronger than the branches and young leaves that are equivalent to the Xuanxuan-level attack, and it can naturally be supported.

But there is another factor in this, that is, the size of the volume: no matter how thin the young leaves are, they will eventually have a considerable thickness, and they can't find the gaps in the power of fluctuations, and they can't pass through the obstacles, and then attack the fragile king's guards.

Even if you accidentally find a gap and get into a young leaf, you will be five or six centimeters thick in advance, and you will be blocked by the second section of the defense line, and you will not be able to attack the king's guard at the same end, so you can only look at it stupidly outside the barrier.

However, none of this is a problem for the wind and dust. At least, not a big problem that can stop it.

The wind is invisible, so there is no size or thickness, no matter how subtle, but as long as there is a little gap, the wind can be captured, and then penetrated, and finally expanded. If it is a complete version of the power of fluctuations, there may be this gap, but it must be very small, and such a little wind leaking into it is not significant at all. But the problem is that the fluctuating power of the king's guard is now weakened.

Therefore, when the wind and dust began to infiltrate the wind and infect the last line of defense of the king's guard, he unexpectedly found that this distorted force that seemed to block everything was actually more porous than he imagined, and he was more able to find a breakthrough.

"Damn human, since you want to kill me with the wind, I'll let your wind be used by me too!" Feeling the influx of wind, the king's guard's face changed at the same time, and the power of the fluctuations around his body suddenly surged, and the wind that was going to infiltrate the wind and dust was also assimilated into something he could control. It's just that such an abacus is destined to fail, especially now.

"I'm sorry, I just happen to use some concussions!" The King Guardian showed a cruel smile, and the wind that had penetrated into the power of fluctuations suddenly trembled, getting rid of the influence of the power of fluctuations around him, and at the same time, he further disturbed the power of fluctuations around him at a completely contradictory frequency, and finally, with the forced suppression of the wind, the slightest gap was completely expanded.

The young branches and young leaves rushed in, and it was a great loss not to take advantage of this opportunity to attack the enemy with the gates wide open.

But no matter how quickly the young leaves of the boundless moon were, they could not compare to the wind and dust that had been waiting for this moment for a long time. With a slight wave of his hand, a gust of wind blew, sweeping away all the young branches and leaves that were friendly troops, and instantly emptied a large area.

At the same time, the other empty hand, only holding the Fury Dust Knife, gathered the sharp wind blade, followed the wind, and stabbed down fiercely.

With the last roar of the king's guard, dark green blood splattered all over his body, almost soaking his entire face.

Regardless of whether these corrosive blood will bring harm to themselves, let alone whether it will affect the appearance, Fengchen gently pulled out the angry dust knife, and looked at the king guard whose vitality was gradually dying, and at the same time, his eyes were ruthless, and at the same time, he stabbed down with a knife.

The wind gradually stopped, the air turned to the ground, and the King's Guard soon lost its vitality completely, turning into real corpses.

And the only thing that remains unchanged may be the young man standing in front of the corpse, holding a knife in his hand, constantly stabbing the corpse.

I had done this kind of thing before, but I quickly gave up, because those corpses were too weak, they were too insensitive, and they were 108,000 miles away from the real enemy. But the one in front of him is completely different, almost the closest to the enemy's existence.

So this time, the wind and dust are extraordinarily vigorous, as if he has forgotten everything in the world, and there are only two things in his eyes: knives and corpses.

"Does he have a necrophilia?" Finally recovering a little of his vitality, Bai Moyu stood up, walked to the two people who were walking with him, and looked at the two people who were still waving the knife, but there was no goal, just the wind and dust that was violent against the debris, and asked Leng Tomb and Yue Wuyun.

"It may not have been before, but now, it's hard to say. Leng Tomb shrugged his shoulders, he had never seen such a kind of wind and dust.

"Master won't be that kind of person, Master, Master, he just hates these monsters too much!" Yue Wuyun said with an excuse.

Having said that, Bai Moyu can finally determine the identities of these three people: three teenagers, as well as the relationship between master and apprentice, and they did not follow the big army, no matter how you look at it, they are all lonely and dusty three. I don't know about it, but at least I know that there are so many people.

"How long will he continue like this? We don't have time to waste here!" Seemingly completely forgetting that he was being saved, Bai Moyu focused on the situation at the moment: according to her estimate, the new king's escort would arrive in a few dozen minutes.

If Fengchen really had such a plan to grow old, even if he couldn't escape alone, Bai Moyu would not stay.

"Don't worry, I have a sense of time!" This time without anyone else answering, a fishy wind blew, but the wind and dust had already appeared in front of Bai Moyu, but the shape was really a little terrifying: the whole body was stained with dark green blood, and the face was even more hideous.

Seeing this scene, Yue Wuyun obediently took out his handkerchief and helped Fengchen wipe the dirt on his face, as for the clothes on them, they were infiltrated little by little by his spiritual power. In a few seconds, the whole body is clean and spotless.

"Okay, let's get out of here quickly, stay here, and there will be other king's guards coming soon. Bai Moyu knew what his current situation was, and if he wanted to survive, he could only rely on the three people in front of him, so he didn't hide it.

"You stayed and made a bait?" For Bai Moyu, although he was not familiar with it, he had always seen one or two sides, and knew that this was the famous leader of the ground net, and he was also the queen of the four generals and eight kings, combined with the current situation, Fengchen quickly understood everything.

"Smart, so you know what is the most important thing now, right?" Bai Moyu glanced at Fengchen in surprise and said.

"It's a bit of a trouble, the monsters around must have sensed your fight with him, and it's hard to escape silently. Fengchen said calmly, this is indeed bad news, and it is also a situation that they will not encounter at all at first, but now they must be considered: Originally, the three of Fengchen were sneaking away, as long as they were careful, they could avoid many monsters and battles.

But now, Bai Moyu and the king's guards suddenly blocked the way and conducted a big battle without authorization, alarming many monsters around them.

On the basis of quantity, no matter how careless these monsters are, it is difficult not to find them. And the king's guards who will come later can find their whereabouts through these monsters, and then wipe them out.

If Bai Moyu is in his heyday, then there is nothing to be afraid of, but the problem is that this product is no different from half a waste now.

Although it was indeed very cool to stab the king's guards countless times just now, Fengchen definitely didn't want it, and the price of being so cool was like this.

"I can only carefully avoid the Extreme Breaker and try my best to escape. Anyway, there is still some time, as long as we have deceived all the monsters before the arrival of the king's guards, so that they can not find our traces, it will be fine. Leng Tomb thought about it, but there was no better way.

"Hmm。。。。。。 Oh, we might as well do that. Hearing the words deceiving the monster, Fengchen couldn't help but be silent, and after thinking for a while, he finally found a memory of the past in his mind, which was a little bitter, but there was also the best way to solve the dilemma at the moment.

"Spiritual power incarnation, as long as you pay a little attention and don't get caught by monsters, you should be able to confuse these guys with low IQs. As he spoke, the thoughts in Fengchen's heart seemed to have drifted to a year ago, when he used spiritual power to deceive people for the first time.

At that time, what he thought in his heart was probably the same as now, all for the purpose of escaping, but the person seeking his life was different.