"Not good." Yan Wuluo's complexion changed, and the close-range battle was quite unfavorable to the elemental ability, and under the hand-to-hand combat and fist fight, the weak elemental ability was bound to be defeated.

"Leave me alone!" Song Xiao shouted violently.

In an instant, Song Xiao waved the long sword in his hand, and the force in his body surged, and several sword lights shot out in an instant, slashing towards the rapidly approaching figure.

The orange force in Song Xiao's body turned into a powerful fuel, and it frantically poured into the sword of ability, causing its momentum to increase suddenly!

"Sonorous!"

Something strange happened, the inevitable sword light suddenly passed through those figures, and actually hit the wall on the side.

"Second Skill, Flame Cage." Without further ado, Yan Wuluo reacted again.

In the flash of the fire, the Dao flames turned into railings as thick as children's arms, forming a cage-like shape, covering the figures one after another.

"It's useless." The killer mocked again.

The strangeness happened again, and the Dao figure seemed to be unrestricted, passing through the flame cage again, and rushed directly towards Song Xiao and Yan Wuluo.

"These figures have no physical body." Yan Wuluo exclaimed.

When they got closer, Song Xiao and the others realized that these figures were not real beings, they seemed to be illusions, and they were not limited by the power of limiting elemental attacks and abilities.

"Whoa!"

The figures were unabated, and they flew in, and the sharp blades broke through the air, slashing through the air in a heart-stopping arc, and stabbing at the two of them with a sharp cold light.

Although these figures have no physical body, the daggers they hold are real, and the blades are quenched with dark poisonous light, and once stabbed, they are afraid that they will be killed instantly!

"Second Skill, Sword Storm." At the critical juncture, Song Xiao did not dare to hide his secrets, and directly resorted to the strongest means.

"Boom, boom!"

The surrounding airflow changed, and a heart-wrenching aura erupted from Song Xiaojian's body, forming a spiral airflow with a powerful momentum, which swirled rapidly.

"What is this?" Yan Wuluo on the side was surprised.

Countless tiny cold lights suddenly appeared in the air, and they were actually extremely sharp sword blades, dancing wildly with the spiral air current, and roaring around Song Xiao.

"Whoa!"

Countless terrifying sword blades formed a shocking storm, directly tearing apart something that dared to approach the storm, and even the dagger that flashed with cold light was destroyed together, turning into a violent and incomparable storm of destruction, which instantly swept the whole audience!

"It can't be!" The roar of a killer could be heard in the mist.

The terrifying blade storm instantly swept through all the fog covers, and every inch of it was included in the power of the storm, and thousands of sharp blades swept in all directions, surging wildly in an instant, dispelling the extremely thick fog around them, and they couldn't see their fingers.

The killer who was originally nowhere to be seen, the whereabouts of the instant revealed.

"How did you come to be an open-source realm powerhouse? Such a terrifying combat skill, this is clearly inconsistent with intelligence. The killer said with a gloomy face.

It can be seen that the killer was injured in the Storm of Blades, and his face has a deep scar on his face, which seems to have been cut by a sharp blade in the Storm of Blades.

However, it is also true, the thousands of sharp blades in the storm of blades suddenly dance wildly, which is simply unguardable, and if caught off guard, it will inevitably make the enemy suffer a big loss.

The form was reversed in an instant, and without the cover of the fog, the killer did not have any advantage in the battle at all.

"No piece of intelligence is infallible." Song Xiao said coldly: "Since you want to kill someone, you must also be mentally prepared to be killed." ”

"It's up to you to be captured, or to have no bones left."

Seeing the reversal of the form, Yan Wuluo was moved and persuaded to surrender: "If you surrender and tell the main messenger behind the scenes, it is not impossible to let you live." ”

The killer didn't speak, as if he was considering Yan Wuluo's statement, and as if he was groaning.

"Whoosh!"

I only heard a sound of breaking through the air, and from the woods not far from the terrace, a cold light came in an instant, shooting towards Yan Wuluo, who was staring at the killer.

There was also a summoning ability with a long crossbow, lurking in the jungle not far from the dance venue, focusing on attacking and killing the two.

"Be careful." Seeing this, Song Xiao hurriedly pounced on Yan Wuluo and threw him to the ground, avoiding the fatal arrow.

"The green mountains do not change, and the green water flows forever."

The killer seized the brief moment and jumped off the third-floor terrace without hesitation, disappearing into the jungle under the cover of night.

"I'll see you again." In the end, the killer's threatening words reached the ears of the two from far and near.

"Let him run." Yan Wuluo was not reconciled.

"Hmm." Song Xiao responded.

"Hey, you're not up yet." In the middle of the night, Yan Wuluo's pretty face suddenly turned red, and she who was thrown to the ground by Song Xiao began to panic.

Song Xiao didn't speak, Yan Wuluo's body was soft and fiery, with a faint and bewitching girlish fragrance, which made him intoxicated for a while.

The much-anticipated beauty is close at hand, and there is no one around, which makes a man's heart move.

If it weren't for the wrong time and place, he really didn't want to get up.

If you don't get up? If something really happens, it's pretty good.

But Song Xiao just thought about it, after all, it was still difficult for no one to be strong, and he got up directly from Yan Wuluo.

Song Xiao and Yan Wuluo stood up from the ground, gently patted the dust on their bodies, and glanced at the crossbow arrows that were three inches deep into the wall: "These two have really cooperated well. ”

Although, the talented Song Xiao occupies a certain advantage, that is also with the help of Yan Wuluo, if it is really a two-on-two situation, it is really difficult to say whether one wins or loses.

Besides, the night is vast, if you really chase it, I am afraid that you will be ambushed in the obstruction of your vision, and the gains will outweigh the losses.

All, Song Xiao didn't think about chasing those two killers.

Yan Wuluo tidied up his dress and didn't speak, just looked at Song Xiao with a strange look in his eyes, not knowing what he was thinking.

"What's wrong?" Seeing that Yan Wuluo was obviously absent-minded, Song Xiao couldn't help asking.

"Nothing." Under the night light, Yan Wuluo's eyes flickered: "Send me home." ”

"Okay." Although Song Xiao was puzzled, he didn't ask more.

The door not far away slowly opened, revealing the venue with bright lights, like a peaceful appearance of singing and dancing.

If there were no reminders of the Dao sword marks left on the ground, there was really no evidence that an attack took place in a crowded venue, and the careful operation of this qiē was quite frightening.

This was not a personal move at all, it was clearly the work of a well-run team that targeted the two of them.

Song Xiao and Yan Wuluo walked side by side, slowly walked through the crowded venue, came to the outside of the arena venue, and strolled on the starry campus avenue.

There was no one around, and there was no one who quit early like the two of them during this ball time, so the two of them were alone in the quiet night.

"You're doing a great job today." Yan Wuluo didn't look at Song Xiao, but looked at the bright moon that was flashing with cold brilliance, and said softly.

She seemed to have woken up from the tense battle and the slightly embarrassing charm, restrained the surging petty feelings, and broke the silence.

Song Xiao smiled: "It should be." ”

Although he didn't know what Yan Wuluo was referring to, protecting a woman was what a man should do, and he Song Xiao naturally couldn't afford to be excused.

It seemed to be infected by Song Xiao's smile, and Yan Wuluo couldn't help but smile too: "Next time." ”

"Huh?" Yan Wuluo's voice was very small, and Song Xiao didn't hear it clearly for a while.

"Next time, if I ask you again, you can't refuse me." Yan Wuluo didn't look at Song Xiao, just looked at the bright moon above his head and said softly.

But Song Xiao Mingrui noticed that Yan Wuluo's fair and pretty face suddenly rose a hint of red, and he seemed to be extremely shy.

It seems that because of the amazing expression of Song Xiao during the battle, it seems to be because of the amazing tacit understanding between the two of them dancing together, or the resonance of life and death and the battle at the same time, the two hearts were suddenly drawn closer invisibly.

Something named emotion surged out of the hearts of the two of them, turning into an irresistible river that enveloped them deeply.

It was a wonderful feeling.

Song Xiao smiled: "Of course." ”

As a man, Song Xiao naturally doesn't always let women take the initiative.

The moon was as cold as water, and the two walked side by side on the campus avenue, and their elongated backs gradually got closer.

The avenue is wide, as if there is no end to it, and the two who do not speak slowly walk on the road, carrying their own thoughts, although they are speechless, their hearts fluctuate.

Finally, Song Xiao and Yan Wuluo walked side by side to the school gate.

"It's time for me to go." Yan Wuluo said softly.

A Phantom Rolls-Royce was parked at the entrance of the school, silently parked as if waiting for its owner.

"Okay." Song Xiao waved his hand.

Yan Wuluo wanted to say something, but he didn't open his mouth after all, just smiled, turned around and got into the car.

The phantom Rolls-Royce took the beautiful woman away, leaving Song Xiao standing at the school gate in the night, speechless for a long time.