And, to do that, now is the time. Ye Chu's eyelids raised, and the Seven Killing Sword that had always fallen on his side suddenly rose slightly, and the blood-like scarlet light continued to swallow on the Seven Killing Sword, Sen Han's killing intent overflowed, and the bone-piercing wind suddenly rose, raging in this heaven and earth.

Indifferently looking at Feng Luan, whose eyes were uncertain, Ye Chu's eyebrows were slightly raised, and the corners of his mouth slowly hooked up a cruel smile, the gale that lingered around her suddenly flourished, and in the howling wind, Ye Chu's figure flew out with this wind, the sword body of the Seven Killing Sword trembled slightly, and the sound of Qing Yue's sword resounded throughout the world in an instant, and the brilliant sword light was like a series of lightning, overwhelmingly slashing down against Feng Luan.

"Bell! Clang! Clang! The sound of gold and iron crashing as if it could tear the eardrum was screeching continuously, and the sparks that burst out were connected, and Feng Luan's whole person was shrouded in a bloody sword light, and he was hit hard step by step and retreated. And, as she fell with each step, "Click! Click! The sound of shattering rang out at the same time, and cracks spread out of the ground beneath her feet. In an instant, where Feng Luan passed, a thick layer was fiercely scraped off by this sharp sword, and it sank into a long deep pit.

Dumbfounded, looking at the scene of the extremely fast transition between the offensive and defensive sides, all the people were slightly stunned, in such a short blink of an eye, what did they miss?! What kind of road is this?!

There was no expression on the delicate face, a cold gaze like a blade, indifferently looking at Feng Luan who was retreating step by step, Ye Chu was ruthless with a sword, dazzling sword light, pressed down all over the sky, and slashed towards the vital point of Feng Luan's body without the slightest mercy, and the shot was extremely ruthless, it was actually a look of wanting to put her to death.

The blood-like sword light stirred, turning the entire martial arts stage red, and one after another sword light raged, cutting open the flat ground. The piercing sound of gold and iron pierced the sky, and the ground sank at a speed visible to the naked eye wherever the wind luan retreated.

In the stunned and shocked gazes of the countless people around him, Ye Chu's Seven Killing Sword flashed with dazzling sword light, like a tide towards Feng Luan, the onlookers of the various peak disciples were slightly stunned, they all showed surprised expressions, she wouldn't dare to kill when she knew that Feng Luan was the little junior sister in charge, right?! However, the martial arts platform that was ploughed up with a thick layer and was full of messes, and the blood that kept dripping from Fengluan's body was telling them that Ye Chu was thinking so, and he was doing it.

Looking at the ruined and ruined martial arts platform, and then looking at the little junior sister who was forced to retreat step by step with a sword mark on her body from time to time, Si Mingyang's brows twisted slightly, and his eyes narrowed, could it be that he miscalculated? ! This Ye Chu didn't be able to comprehend what he meant?! Or, the corners of his eyes twitched slightly, she was confident that she had Mu Jiujian behind her, and she didn't care about him at all?! Si Mingyang's face changed slightly.

Compared with before, at this moment, Feng Luan's gorgeous cyan robe had become broken and hung on her body, and scars covered her exposed skin, although each wound was not deep, but these small wounds piled up, and the blood gushing out still soaked her clothes.

With the continuous accumulation of scars all over her body, the blood dripping like an infusion, the crazy color in Feng Luan's eyes gradually faded, looking at Ye Chu's indifferent face without the slightest expression, feeling the strong killing intent rising on her body, Feng Luan pursed her somewhat dry lips, and her face finally had a strong color of jealousy.

At this time, Ye Chu's offensive did not stop for half a minute, the Seven Killing Sword in his hand sounded more and more violently, a sword was close to the fall of a sword, cutting a series of scars on Feng Luan's body, with a trace of blood, like a bloody sword light, reflected on her face without the slightest expression, even more like a killing god.

It's really going to kill someone! Looking at Ye Chu's fierce offensive in the field, most people's hearts were beating faster, and the noisy voices outside the field gradually fell silent, and they stretched their necks hard, and they were silent.

Ying Long, who breathed a sigh of relief, and Li Dasheng, who came over with breathing, laughed out loud, and the smile on Zhanrou's face flashed, and after that, there was a thick melancholy.

"You dare!" After a sword swept away several sword lights close to him, Feng Luan gasped for breath, looking at Ye Chu who was approaching step by step, with a thick trilling voice in his hoarse voice, he shouted, "My senior brother is in charge!" ”

Hearing this, Ye Chu didn't even bother to roll her eyes, nodded her head slightly, shook her wrist, raised her hand, and the Seven Kills Sword in her hand drew an oblique arc in mid-air, and a scarlet sword light slashed out again, she told Feng Luan with practical actions, she knew that her senior brother was in charge, but this was not good!

Feng Luan's face changed completely, a pair of eyes revealed panic for the first time, the originally scattered sword momentum was even more out of proportion, the sword moves under his hands were scattered, and the pace was also messy, and he reluctantly moved his steps to avoid a few swords that pointed directly at the point, but in exchange for several sword marks, blood gushed out.

Originally, it was full of confidence, but it was split by Ye Chu's merciless dozens of swords, and with the increase of sword marks on his body, he was even more fragmented and could no longer be pieced together, and Feng Luan, who was completely panicked, turned to Shen Chase outside the battle group with a shocked gaze.

Slightly stunned, Ye Chu's brows furrowed, whether it was cultivation or identity or status, shouldn't the objects of this Fengluan's rescue be Si Yangming?! A mere Jin Dan is still a half-crippled Jin Dan, what means can he have to turn things around?!

Si Yangming and Mu Jiuge, who had been paying attention to the situation on the field, naturally also noticed Feng Luan's strange glance, their brows were slightly wrinkled, the corners of Si Yangming's eyes twitched, his fingers were slightly closed, and there was a slight coldness in his eyes. And, Mu Jiuge turned over her hand and took out a few thin pieces of jade, constantly changing positions in her palm.

Panting heavily, Shen Chai lifted his lips slightly, wisps of blood flowed from the corners of his mouth, and the green tendons on his forehead jumped up, adding a bit of hideousness to his distorted face, and what was even more strange was that thin blood vessels rose on the whites of his eyes, and in an instant, his eyes that looked at each other with Feng Luan were covered with a scarlet blood. (To be continued.) )