Chapter Ninety-Two: The Witch Saintess

Please use this site. Quick as a wink. The two masters of the Nine Yang Sect and the Cloud Sect were defeated one after another. The Gu worms that brought them endless troubles in the past were also dead wounds. This qiē seems to be a beautiful imagination. But. It's true.

The white clothes grinned in the wind. Yan Qing hugged Xiang Yan and slowly fell. On the ground. Lin Hao sat on the ground. Raise your head. Wipe the blood off the corners of your mouth. smiled: "Fifth junior brother. You're finally here."

"Hmm." Yan Qing replied lightly. Then he stretched out his left hand towards Lin Hao.

Yan Qing's arms. Xiang Yantian is like a weak kitten. Lying weakly. Didn't say anything. Just quietly looking at the man in front of me who I haven't seen in four years. Pale face with a quiet smile. Suddenly. A faint flush flew over her pale pretty face. Whispered, "That...... Let me go."

She saw that Yan Qing had to take care of the two of them at the same time, and she had to hold herself with one free hand. I'm really embarrassed.

Yan Qing didn't seem to hear her whispered request. Still holding her in one hand. The other hand pulled Lin Hao up from the ground.

"Senior Brother Lin. You're all right."

Trembling to his feet. Lin Hao also ignored his wolf appearance at the moment. Just smiled bitterly and shook his head helplessly: "It's not a big deal......

His eyes swept indifferently from the blood-soaked position of Lin Hao's right shoulder. Yan Qing turned around. Looking at Shangguan Zilong, who had retreated to the hillock. Said lightly: "Don't worry, senior brother." The Devil's Blade will never be allowed to fall into the hands of others."

Lying in his arms. Xiang Yantian could just see a dangerous glimmer flashing in his slightly narrowed eyes.

On the slope. Holding the unconscious Mei'er and walking back with one eye gently lowered her. Then he walked over to his tall white horse. Gently caress the horse's supple mane. Asked, "Who is that man?" He was able to use the magic sword so easily."

"I don't know who that kid is." Side. Shangguan Zilong's face was a little ugly.

Then. Liu Yun walked over. Gaze gaze not far away. He took a deep breath. Said slowly: "I really didn't expect it. He's going to come here."

"Liu Daxia. Who the hell is this person?" One-eyed hugged his fist at Liu Yun. Asked.

"Did you hear about that incident on the mountain four years ago?"

One-Eye nodded. Then he showed a look of shock: "This person is the one who escaped four years ago under the joint efforts of Sect Master Shangguan and Sect Master Sun."

Wenyan. Liu Yun nodded. Then he shook his head again. sighed. "Outsiders exaggerate the facts. If there is really anyone in this world who can escape with the cooperation of the two suzerains. I'm afraid it's only the old immortal over there."

Just went through a big war. At this point, the ground was in shambles. Dead Gu worms. Crushed blades of grass. Flying Dirt...... Yan Qing hugged Xiang Yan and stepped through this messy land without hurrying. Walk head-on to the one-eyed and others on the hill.

As he moves forward. The men in black on their horses almost couldn't help but shrink their necks. He took a few steps back on his horse. There are even some cowards who fall from their horses. After all. However, in a short period of time, they defeated several masters who were stronger than their own leaders.

"Hmph. Where did the yellow-haired child come from? See me clean you up." Some licked their lips excitedly. Shangguan Zilong held the "ghost blade" with one hand, and looked eager to try. The other side. Liu Yun also pulled out the Cold Blood Sword. Cautiously moved towards Shangguan Zilong.

Seeing that the two of them who had made themselves and Lin Hao suffer a lot before, it seemed that they were completely prepared. Xiang Yantian was really a little worried. Lying in Yan Qing's arms. She couldn't help but shrink back. His hands also involuntarily clenched the hem of his shirt.

seemed to see Xiang Yantian's nervousness. Yan Qing's eyes showed a hint of relief. He smiled lightly: "Yan'er. Do not worry. I'm just here to get back my brother's 'ghost blade', and I'm not here to fight them to the death."

See him answer like this. Xiang Yantian didn't have anything to say. He just said softly: "Then you be careful......"

The pace of walking suddenly quickened. The sword-like "Feiyan" slipped into his hand. Mori Bai's sword body reflected the sun that was gradually becoming dazzling in the east. Shining with a cold light.

In the shadow of swords and swords. Liu Yun was forced back by Yan Qing. But the "Feiyan" in his hand was picked into the air at the same time as the "Ghost Blade" in Shangguan Zilong's hand. All of a sudden. Almost all eyes were on the sky. Looking at the two weapons in the sky that can be called the gods of the world.

Two weapons