Under the faint silver moonlight, there were silver strands fluttering in the wind, and this rare scene suddenly appeared in front of Xiang Yantian, making her pupils couldn't help but shrink slightly. Please remember the URL of this site: . Silver-haired and white-dressed, what the hell is he? There was a slight doubt in her heart, but she quickly dispelled it. The silver-haired man, there are only two people today, and that is the Gongsun brothers, but I am afraid that the only one who may cooperate with the Jiuyang Sect is the commander of the Praetorian Guard, Gongsun Shang, right?

Xiang Yantian gently landed on the top of a big tree, and standing on another tree not far in front of her was a white figure, in the breeze, his white clothes mixed with long silver hair fluttering in the wind, looking like the legendary Nine Heavens Immortal God. It's just that the image he gave Xiang Yantian was not as beautiful as his appearance.

On the top of the tree, a man dressed in white lowered his head and played with a green leaf, and then, he raised his head and grinned at Xiang Yan opposite: "Your Royal Highness Princess, I haven't seen a lot of skills in four years!" ”

As soon as the words "Her Royal Highness the Princess" entered her ears, Xiang Yantian's brows tightened, since she escaped from the palace, she always felt that this title was a bit harsh. But after thinking about it, she understood the identity of the other party, and the only person who could know her true identity was the commander of the Praetorian Guard from the palace.

may also be due to Xiang Yantian's identity, so his voice is not very loud, but it is just enough for Xiang Yan to hear.

"Leader Gongsun, it's been a long time!" With cold eyes, Xiang Yantian did not show the slightest timidity and discouragement, even though he knew that the other party's kung fu was far above him.

In the face of Xiang Yantian's cold words, he just smiled slightly, noncommittal.

"I don't think you can get out of here today." His voice was as flat as water, but then he smiled apologetically: "No, I didn't mean that, I just want you to keep that sword, I don't care about the rest!" His eyes narrowed slightly, and his eyes were full of soul-stirring coldness.

His face became more and more solemn, Xiang Yantian couldn't help but clench the hilt of the sword called "Feiyan" hanging from his waist, and cold sweat began to break out in his palms. It's normal for people to be nervous about being enemies of people who have been powerful, no, if you are really not nervous, it will be a little incredible.

"If you want to take this sword, then come and get it yourself!" Although his heart was indeed filled with fear of the silver-haired man in front of him, Xiang Yantian was not to be outdone.

"That's it!" The corners of his mouth hooked up with an inexplicable smile, and he gently left the top of the tree where he was.

If you don't make a sound, it's a blockbuster. In just an instant, he had already come to Xiang Yantian's face, and his white and slender right hand stretched straight to Xiang Yantian's waist.

"Whew-" Xiang Yantian only felt a gust of wind blowing in his face, and then he realized that the long flowing silver hair had been bullied in front of him. Seeing the outstretched right hand, she bit her lower lip tightly, looked stubborn, quickly stretched out her right hand, and threw out a turquoise leaf. It's just that she just used this hand to kill Aoba, and she regretted it a little. After all, the other party knows this trick well and is more proficient than himself!

Sure enough, he stretched out his left hand, and with a deft spin, the travertine blade was firmly caught by his fingers. At this time, Xiang Yantian recalled the scene she had only seen not long ago, but he was playing with a green leaf in his hand! It was one of the countless green leaves she threw out!

Full of remorse in her heart, with a hint of unwillingness, she had to use all her strength to quickly retreat. After the previous squandering, the green leaves stored on her body have been exhausted, and there are only eight left, and if she doesn't pull out the "Feiyan", that is her only weapon!

Despite all her efforts, the result was still the same as she had imagined. The other party really followed closely like a maggot on the tarsal bone, no matter how hard he tried, he still couldn't pull away half a distance!

The hand that had been pressing on him suddenly disappeared, Xiang Yantian suddenly raised his head in amazement, staring at the handsome face opposite, but saw that the smile that had been on his face before disappeared, and now there was only expressionless indifference. However, in the next moment, I saw him stretch out his hand and wave it violently towards Xiang Yan.

"Humph!" The sharp pain in his shoulder made Xiang Yantian couldn't help but snort.

Xiang Yan's shoulder, the white clothes were cut through a small gap, slightly revealing the white skin inside, but there was a hideous wound on her white shoulder, and the red blood continued to flow out of it, gradually soaking through her white clothes.

Gao Gao, looking at Xiang Yantian's figure that fell because he lost his balance, there was no pity on his face, he was still indifferent, and the long silver hair that moved with the wind also shone with a faint coldness. However, he didn't plan to go over and snatch the sword directly, but took out more than a dozen green leaves and threw them towards Xiang Yan who was falling!

"Ugh!" Being powerless to resist in the air, just in an instant, more than a dozen wounds of all sizes were added to Xiang Yantian's body, and his white clothes were full of red bloodstains, and even the air was filled with a faint smell of blood.

The first time he was injured by Aoba Killing, Xiang Yantian had an indescribable taste in his heart. Although this is not a martial art that can kill people instantly, its surprise and extremely rapid attack speed are unguardable, and the blades as thin as cicada wings are like sharp blades, slashing at the body of the attacked, which is painful.

Falling towards the ground, Xiang Yan glanced at the ground that was getting closer and closer to him and the disciples of the Jiuyang Sect who were eager to try, a helpless smile appeared on his pale face, and then slowly closed his eyes. Falling from such a height, even if you don't fall to death, you have to end up seriously injured and captured, and now that you are alone, naturally no one will come to rescue you.

A gust of wind blew through her veil, revealing her pale but peerless countenance.

"Quick, catch her, the young sect master said to catch her alive!" Staring at the scarred figure that kept falling, Zhao Fei's eyes seemed to flash a trace of unbearability, but this unbearability was fleeting, and he decisively ordered the disciples of the Jiuyang Sect around him.

"Yes!"

However, just when all the Jiuyang Sects were about to capture Xiang Yantian, a cyan figure rushed out from the dark corner of the alley on the side, and his speed was incredibly fast, so that all the Jiuyang Sect disciples present were caught off guard.

Looking up at Xiang Yantian who fell down, he stretched out his hand and gently caught her.