"Brother Beauty, are you okay?" Mo Xuan also didn't expect that this guy, who had only known him for a few days and looked very unreliable, would even give up his life for her, seeing that he was unstable, he hurriedly supported him with his backhand and asked with concern.

After being so seriously injured, Nangong Zhuang also seemed to be completely useless, and looked up at Mo Xuan and smiled: "Xiao Bao'er, are you about to be moved by the beauty brother and I want to make a promise?" ”

If it were normal times, listening to his inconsequential nonsense, Mo Xuan would definitely leave him aside, but for the sake of his injury today, Mo Xuan still held him tightly and said, "It's all this time, don't be joking!" ”

The current scene is really not suitable for such a joke, even if there are only six people on Shui Huanhuan's side, it is not a simple matter to suppress them at once.

Nangong Zhuang was injured, Shui Yanyun didn't make a move for a long time, Chen Batian was also poisoned in his body and couldn't use force, his strength here was greatly reduced, and the scene was too chaotic, most of the people who rushed forward were those who wanted to show off in front of Shui Zhenyun, or wanted to make a show, but their strength was not very good, the originally well-trained Ruoshui Temple disciples were also disrupted at this time, and they couldn't do their best to cooperate if they wanted to make a move.

Seeing this situation, Shui Jingyun was no longer relentless, he didn't want to put Shui Huanhuan to death, but he would never let her escape.

If the Water Hall can still maintain such a high status on the rivers and lakes for so many years, the water shocking clouds cannot be underestimated, if the water sword technique comes out, the sword light is like a rainbow, and the few people in black will be defeated to him one by one.

Taking advantage of the moment when Shui Huanhuan was unprotected, Ember was also the first to approach her, although he was injured, but the cold sword in his hand was a little faster than before, and the killing intent in his eyes was very clear, when he thought of the cute and innocent Ling'er sister who used to be, Ember couldn't control his feelings at all, since Mo Xuan had been rescued by Nangong Zhuang, then he had no other worries, he only wanted Shui Huanhuan's life, and he would never hesitate to start.

Ember's sword moves were extremely fast, Shui Huanhuan was also a little difficult to resist, and wanted to take the initiative to attack, but Ember didn't give her a chance, and the two couldn't tell the difference for a while.

Seeing that Mo Lian and the others were about to be defeated by Shui Jingyun, if they couldn't get rid of the embers now, it would be even more impossible for Shui Huanhuan to retreat with his whole body.

"Do you want to know where Shui Lingling is now?" Shui Huanhuan suddenly shouted loudly, and in the noisy fighting, others may not have heard what she said, but Ember heard it clearly, and couldn't help but be stunned.

Shui Huanhuan just wanted to take advantage of the moment when he lost his mind to catch him off guard.

It's a pity that Shui Jingyun is one step faster than her and blocks her attack.

"Ling'er has already been killed by her, she's just distracting you!" Although Shui Jingyun's words were said to Stygian Ember, his eyes were firmly fixed on Shui Huanhuan's body.

After saying this, the embers also suddenly came back to their senses, their eyes became cold again, and they stepped forward and wanted to catch Shui Huanhuan together with Shui Jingyun.

Under the joint efforts of the two, Shui Huanhuan couldn't resist it, and everyone thought that she had become a turtle in the urn.

"You two are really heroes!" Shui Huanhuan's arm had been wounded by the sword of the Ember, and the blood flowed down, which was very dazzling, and he sneered while dodging.

Shui Terror and Ember knew that she was mocking the two of them for bullying too much, but they didn't care about these things for a long time, and these words only made the sword in their hands more terrifying.

Seeing that Shui Huanhuan was about to be unable to resist the cold attack of Shui Jingyun and the two, the two fire-colored figures came out of nowhere, and the two of them grabbed one of Shui Huanhuan's shoulders at the same time, and then slapped a hard palm towards Stygian Ember and the others with their other hand, such a sharp palm wind was terrifying, not to mention those who had already fallen with weaker martial arts, even the masters of Stygian Ember and Shui Jingyun couldn't help but move a few steps back.

After being dazzled for a while, everyone raised their heads again and looked at the location where Shui Huanhuan was just now, but they found that there was no one anymore.

"Damn!" Yun Fei said hatefully.

Shui Jingyun also frowned, and his expression was not very good-looking.

Ember still wanted to catch up, but was also stopped by the water cloud that finally moved, "Forget it, you can't catch up at all!" ”

The two red-clothed people came and went like the wind, and the only thing that everyone had an impression of was the two very penetrating ghost masks on their faces.

The green-faced fangs and the wind gusted like a ghost crawling out of hell.

After Shui Huanhuan was rescued, the five of Mo Lian fell down at the same time.

"Master, this is from that person's body, it should be the antidote, right?" Chen Batian's disciple found a medicine bottle from Mo Lian, who was already silent, and hurriedly ran to his master to ask for credit.

Chen Batian didn't dare to take it lightly, turned around and took the medicine bottle, walked in front of Mo Xuan, and said in a slightly soft tone: "Little Brother Mo, can you help me see if this antidote is real?" ”

Mo Xuan didn't talk nonsense, and after taking the antidote and examining it carefully, he nodded.

With Mo Xuan's affirmation, Chen Batian was also relieved, and hurriedly swallowed the antidote.

"Little Bao'er, you help me over!" Nangong Zhuang pointed to the few black-clothed people lying down, and said to Mo Xuan with a slightly pale face.

Mo Xuan nodded and slowly helped him over.

Walking up to one of the black-clothed people, Nangong Zhuang squatted down, and slowly ripped off the man's black scarf, which was a miserable white face, even if he was dead, but only for a while, it would not look like this, and then he looked carefully behind the person's ears, and suddenly his face changed slightly, and he turned to say: "It is really a ghost gate!" ”