At this time, a man in black flew flat with a sword, stabbing towards Shen Mingzhu in the center of the room like lightning.

Luo Hu's eyes widened, he didn't have the strength to save Shen Mingzhu at all.

Because if he withdraws, then Shen Mingzhu, who has not completed the crossing, will die of broken muscles.

But if he didn't save him, Shen Mingzhu would also be assassinated.

It was too late, it was too fast, and Rahu's thinking was slower than a sword that pierced through the night.

Chu Ji sighed, and saw the sword that was as thin as a cicada's wings and shining with cold light stabbed at Shen Mingzhu on the ground with a bang.

And although Liuzhen and Rouge rushed forward desperately to save her, it was too late.

The sword passed directly through Shen Mingzhu's chest, and Luo Hu watched as the tip of the sword sank into Shen Mingzhu's snow-white middle clothes.

In an instant, there were blood flowers stained on the middle coat, and at this time, Rahu's most difficult crossing was also completed.

But his internal strength has been temporarily exhausted, and even if he wants to make a move, he is not an opponent.

At this moment, a soft voice sounded, "Thank you!" ”

Seeing this, Rahu saw a slender white hand grasp the sword like ice mist.

That sword is really a good sword, like a lover's eye, sparkling, and like a cold star in the night sky, bright and clear, but if you look closely, it is shrouded in a layer of cold fog, so that people in the distance can hardly see the sword body, and can only feel that it is a sword shadow.

It was a narrow sword, no more than two fingers wide, and a line of blood in the middle of the sword body flowed faintly like life.

Such a good sword wants to kill people, but with a light gift, it can cut gold and jade, and kill people.

But at this moment, it was held by people, and it could not advance or retreat.

The man in black suddenly felt a pang of emotion, but his posture was old, and at this time he had to change his moves, and he was not strong in the air, so he could only grab his sword and retreat.

"Zheng", but there was something behind him that broke through the air, clearly trying to snatch his heart.

The man in black couldn't figure out for a while, why they had the upper hand, but suddenly the wind direction changed drastically, but they were in an embarrassing situation?

It is taboo to be attacked by the enemy on the back of the abdomen, but his sword is still caught, and if he wants to live, he can only withdraw his sword to avoid what is behind him.

He dodged sideways, and the sword was in Shen Mingzhu's hand, she weighed it, and Ying Ying smiled, "It's very handsome." ”

At this time, the thing that came to her also came to her, and she raised her hand to grab it easily, as if it was meant to be handed to her, and when it came to her, the fierce and ferocious attack and killing intent were completely unloaded, making the man in black almost vomit blood.

Who can have such strong skills? Who can have such a calm and relaxed concentration in the face of life and death?

Besides Xiao Xian, who else?

When he saw the thing in Shen Mingzhu's hand clearly, he was about to vomit blood even more, it turned out to be a red fruit, and it was something he had never seen before.

I saw Shen Mingzhu slowly peeling the apple with his unparalleled ice spirit, and slightly bowed his head while peeling, "It's really good, it suits me very well, and it feels very good." ”

A strand of hair fell from her forehead and fell on the Ice Spirit Sword, and with a gentle blow, the strand of hair fluttered away.

"It's sharp!"

She suddenly raised her head and said to Rouge, "Rouge, compared to your Feihong Sword, which one is a little more powerful?" ”

As she spoke, she raised her hand and threw the Ice Spirit Sword towards Rouge.

Seeing this, the man in black immediately flew up and grabbed the sword.