Mo Yi has been fighting for too long, and his speed and physical strength are a little unable to keep up, and Wangshu and Pingsheng always have to pay attention to Sun Ling's deliberate attack on Mo Yi. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

This Mo Zhi is very guilty when he sees this, if he withdraws, I am afraid that Wangshu and the others will be difficult to deal with, and if he continues, it will become a burden again.

When he was distracted, the cunning Sun Ling slashed at Ping Sheng with a feint, Wangshu hurriedly went to block, but saw Sun Ling suddenly hit Mo Yi with his left palm, Mo Ling was already extremely tired, where could he dodge, so he survived.

Sun Ling shot too hard, hitting Mo Yi's heart and lungs, and because Mo Yi retreated again and again when he was repulsed, he accidentally hit the stone cliff behind him, Mo Wei only felt the reverse flow of qi and blood, poor breathing, and he was pale, and he inadvertently saw a picture, which made him open his mouth dumbly and shake his palms in vain.

Looking at Mo Zhiren's eyes closely, there was a shadow of Qian Ying who was pierced through the chest by a long sword, and was hit into the air by the palm wind, and the eye-catching items on the head of Qian Ying were a wisp of green.

Mo Yi closed his eyes in shock and pain, and silently recited the scriptures in his mouth, not knowing whether he was praying for Li Luo or Sun Miaoyi.

Because of Mo Wei's injury, Ping Sheng and Wangshu couldn't support it, and they were worried about Mo Wei's injury, and they repeatedly separated, so they were defeated and retreated, and when they were almost about to break the gong, Wuwei finally arrived at the scene.

Wuwei's cultivation is second only to Mingkong in Wuling, and his tactics are superb, coupled with the support of Wangshu and Pingsheng, it should be easy to suppress Sun Ling.

But Sun Ling was extremely cunning, and he saw that he conjured a nine-section whip out of thin air, dancing the knife in one hand and waving the whip in the other, the mad knife was used to deal with Wuwei, and the long whip was used to harm the ageless disciples around him.

That Wuwei naturally wouldn't watch the doorman get injured and be whipped, so every time he took time to rescue the little disciple, he had to pay attention to whether Wangshu and the others were exploited by Sun Ling, which can be said to be overwhelming.

At this time, except for Mingkong, who was still staying in the ancestral hall, Wuling also dispatched almost all the men who could fight, and the people brought by Sun Ling were on par with the men and horses brought by Sun Ling, and the battle situation finally changed from one-sided to evenly matched.

Qingfeng's endurance is good, and his physical strength is not bad, he can finally drag out Sun Ling's five first disciples, seeing that the battle situation over there is much easier, Qingfeng hurriedly yelled at Fang Zipei:

"Zipei, Miaoyi is afraid that she has gone crazy, go and save Liluo!"

Fang Zipei's heart was shocked when he heard this, and he opened a way with a teng murderous aura to find Li Luo's figure.

When Fang Zibei found Li Luo, for a moment, he had a murderous intent, wanting to destroy the crazy Sun Miaoyi-

Li Luo was dressed in a plain robe, her chest had been soaked in blood and turned into a bewitching red, she was angry, her shoulders and elbows were stepped on by Sun Miaoyi, and she couldn't move, and when she moved, the blood would flow out of the middle sword.

Sun Miaoyi gestured with her long sword on Li Luo's pale cheeks, smiling brightly and madly, she pursed her lips and smiled, her eyes were full of cruelty.

"How can you be so vulnerable?"

Li Luo couldn't answer at all, she only felt that her chest was burning like fire, and she couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of blood when she opened her mouth.

"Oh, I just look at you with this face better than me, if I break it, you won't have anything to be proud of, hehe......"

Liluo's eyelids were heavy, her limbs were stiff and cold, and all her senses were telling her that she was dangerous.

But she couldn't help herself, and in the haze she heard an angry roar, which was stopped by Fang Zipei's anger:

"Sun Miaoyi! You don't want to touch her again! ”

Sun Miaoyi smiled at Fang Zipei, pointed her long sword at Li Luo's neck, and threatened the angry Fang Zipei, who didn't dare to step forward when he saw this, so he could only question with a frustrated and helpless face:

"Miaoyi, Li Luo is your fellow junior sister, you two have no grudges in the long run, no enmity in the near future, why do you have to put her to death!"

Sun Miaoyi snorted coldly when she heard this, and was about to answer, but she inadvertently saw Mo Yi who was healing her wounds, and saw that several disciples of the Xiaoyao Sect were waiting for an opportunity to approach Mo Yi, so Sun Miaoyi wanted to use this to spread the prescription so that she could continue to torture Li Luo.

"Oh - Master Mo is about to fall into danger, why don't you save it? What does a little Li Luo do? ”

Sun Miaoyi pouted at the diagonal back of Fang Zipei, and Fang Zipei pointed out in the direction she indicated, only to know that Sun Miaoyi did not lie to him, and the dilemma Fang Zipei paused, and when he was in a dilemma, he happened to see a person and a rider driving towards here.

Fang Zipei hooked his lips, glanced at Sun Miaoyi with some pity, and then hurried to rescue Mo Yi.

Sun Miaoyi didn't take Fang Zipei's inexplicable eyes to heart, she only squatted down and patted Li Luo's face, and the crisp voice, the palm print immediately appeared-

"Li Luo, in front of you and Shi'en, your lover didn't choose you, and you still think that you are good at foxes, but it's a pity, it's a pity......"

Before Sun Miaoyi finished speaking, she was suddenly choked by a big palm that came from nowhere, and the owner of the slender and white fingers was Yanchen.

"Daddy—save me!"

Sun Miaoyi wailed, feeling that her neck was as fragile as a straw, and she guessed who the person standing behind her was, and Sun Miaoyi didn't say anything more after calling for help.

Sun Ling's first disciple, who heard Sun Miaoyi's cry for help, no longer fell in love with the war and avoided Qingfeng's attack, and they who were closer to Sun Miaoyi rushed to the rescue when they heard the news.

One of them also scolded Yanchen very arrogantly:

"Dare to touch our eldest lady? I think you're getting impatient! ”

However, before these people got close to Yanchen, they were waved by Yanchen's sleeves and fainted one after another.

He made such a quick move that he didn't even notice the few leaders who were fighting him, and he was simply knocked down.

Hearing that there was no movement behind, Sun Miaoyi called out anxiously and fearfully:

"Two heroes! What are you doing? Why don't you come and save Miss Ben! ”

"No need to shout, they've passed out, and they'll sleep for about three days before they wake up."

Yanchen coldly answered Sun Miaoyi's doubts in place of Sun Ling's first apprentice. The cold breath lingered behind Sun Miaoyi's neck, and Sun Miaoyi shivered excitedly.

Sun Ling originally thought that Sun Miaoyi was out of danger a long time ago, but he was not very concerned and resisted with Wuwei with difficulty, and when he took the time to take a look, Sun Ling inevitably spoke-

All down?

Seeing that his proud protégé had lost his combat effectiveness, Sun Ling began to retreat, thinking that it was Qingfeng who had solved several of his apprentices, and couldn't help but say to Wuwei:

"Wuwei is an old man, you are really terrible in vain!"

Wuwei glanced at Sun Ling's previous direction with a solemn and suspicious face, and immediately understood that the combat power was naturally from Yanchen, so he comforted Sun Ling and said:

"Master Sun, I advise you not to fight again, your daughter is in the hands of the gods-"

Sun Ling had the heart to retreat, but when he heard Wuwei talking about the so-called gods, he felt humiliated, so he choked angrily:

"It's ridiculous, you have always been calm, but now you have learned to brag! How? I'm afraid that I'll take you down today, so you want to bluff me? (To be continued.) )