At that moment, the two of them almost entered a state of forgetfulness, you come and go, not exciting, refreshing, in the case of no use of weapons, both of them are full output, with the ultimate to the extreme, no concessions, no retreat, only only to die.

It can be said that the battle between the two of them has been carried out in an independent space, and this space is created by the skills of the two of them, and no third person can insert into it.

In other words, even if someone really wanted to kill Huo Xiao from behind, then he must at least have the same strength as Huo Xiao's Bacchus, otherwise, he would be bounced off and seriously injured just by getting close.

But there's something that can break in.

It was the lightning that fell from the sky. Both of them knew the lightning and thunder. But they had no idea that the electricity would come at the two of them.

Caught them off guard, it directly broke the offensive that destroyed them, and hit their bodies.

Under the two roars, Huo Xiao and Bacchus both returned to the ground.

But the lightning didn't stop, it still slashed at the two of them, there was no way, the god of wine could only retreat, and Huo Xiao also took this opportunity to withdraw.

Lightning only had one chance, the first time he failed to kill someone, and the second time it was difficult.

"Withdraw!"

This is the cry of the god of wine. This event was the first time he had encountered it in his life, and it was so miraculous that it had even surpassed common sense understanding and reached the realm of God.

And Huo Xiao's side, needless to say, ran away directly. The lightning chased all the way and finally gave up, and soon the sky returned to normal, and the full moon appeared in the sky.

However, when the thunder and lightning stopped, Huo Xiao's speed slowed down, slower and slower, and even became staggering, and then in the next moment, a mouthful of blood suddenly spurted out.

To be able to make a master like him vomit blood like this, he must have suffered serious internal injuries.

He couldn't even stand.

My brain is dizzy, my eyes are blurred, and I want to fall down.

At this moment, a thin figure appeared in front of him and directly carried him.

It's Zi Yao. Unexpectedly, it would be him who appeared in time at this time.

Huo Xiao didn't speak, because he fainted directly.

Who the hell is Zi Yao? Is she really just a little disciple of Yin Yang Valley?

Where can I find such a strong little disciple?

Maybe Huo Xiao already knew his identity, but he never said it. Perhaps, for a girl like Zi Yao, just one look is enough.

A battle that was supposed to be earth-shattering and weeping ghosts and gods ended like this.

But then again, as long as the god of wine does not die and Huo Xiao does not die, this battle will start again sooner or later.

Night has come, and calm has returned to outside Sangyu City.

The mulberry city with the moon is a hazy landscape capital painting. It's just that few people appreciate this beautiful scenery anymore.

Zi Yao took Huo Xiao back to Sangyu City, but he did not take Huo Xiao back to the barracks, but found an empty inn in the city to settle Huo Xiao.

It looked like Zi Yao was extremely simple, but the way he checked Huo Xiao's injuries looked extremely professional.

After taking the pulse, he quickly gave Huo Xiao a yellow pill, and then used his internal strength to heal Huo Xiao's injuries.

The whole process lasted for about an hour, and when she rested, Zi Yao's forehead was already beading with sweat, and her face was slightly pale. But she's still in good spirits, and she just overexerts herself to think about it.

Afterwards, Zi Yao asked Huo Xiao to lie on the bed and cover the quilt. Then, she sat by and watched.

Her eyes were strange.

Repeat below

At that moment, the two of them almost entered a state of forgetfulness, you come and go, not exciting, refreshing, in the case of no use of weapons, both of them are full output, with the ultimate to the extreme, no concessions, no retreat, only only to die.

It can be said that the battle between the two of them has been carried out in an independent space, and this space is created by the skills of the two of them, and no third person can insert into it.

In other words, even if someone really wanted to kill Huo Xiao from behind, then he must at least have the same strength as Huo Xiao's Bacchus, otherwise, he would be bounced off and seriously injured just by getting close.

But there's something that can break in.

It was the lightning that fell from the sky. Both of them knew the lightning and thunder. But they had no idea that the electricity would come at the two of them.

Caught them off guard, it directly broke the offensive that destroyed them, and hit their bodies.

Under the two roars, Huo Xiao and Bacchus both returned to the ground.

But the lightning didn't stop, it still slashed at the two of them, there was no way, the god of wine could only retreat, and Huo Xiao also took this opportunity to withdraw.

Lightning only had one chance, the first time he failed to kill someone, and the second time it was difficult.

"Withdraw!"

This is the cry of the god of wine. This event was the first time he had encountered it in his life, and it was so miraculous that it had even surpassed common sense understanding and reached the realm of God.

And Huo Xiao's side, needless to say, ran away directly. The lightning chased all the way and finally gave up, and soon the sky returned to normal, and the full moon appeared in the sky.

However, when the thunder and lightning stopped, Huo Xiao's speed slowed down, slower and slower, and even became staggering, and then in the next moment, a mouthful of blood suddenly spurted out.

To be able to make a master like him vomit blood like this, he must have suffered serious internal injuries.

He couldn't even stand.

My brain is dizzy, my eyes are blurred, and I want to fall down.

At this moment, a thin figure appeared in front of him and directly carried him.

It's Zi Yao. Unexpectedly, it would be him who appeared in time at this time.

Huo Xiao didn't speak, because he fainted directly.

Who the hell is Zi Yao? Is she really just a little disciple of Yin Yang Valley?

Where can I find such a strong little disciple?

Maybe Huo Xiao already knew his identity, but he never said it. Perhaps, for a girl like Zi Yao, just one look is enough.

A battle that was supposed to be earth-shattering and weeping ghosts and gods ended like this.

But then again, as long as the god of wine does not die and Huo Xiao does not die, this battle will start again sooner or later.

Night has come, and calm has returned to outside Sangyu City.

The mulberry city with the moon is a hazy landscape capital painting. It's just that few people appreciate this beautiful scenery anymore.

Zi Yao took Huo Xiao back to Sangyu City, but he did not take Huo Xiao back to the barracks, but found an empty inn in the city to settle Huo Xiao.

It looked like Zi Yao was extremely simple, but the way he checked Huo Xiao's injuries looked extremely professional.

After taking the pulse, he quickly gave Huo Xiao a yellow pill, and then used his internal strength to heal Huo Xiao's injuries.

The whole process lasted for about an hour, and when she rested, Zi Yao's forehead was already beading with sweat, and her face was slightly pale. But she's still in good spirits, and she just overexerts herself to think about it.

Afterwards, Zi Yao asked Huo Xiao to lie on the bed and cover the quilt. Then, she sat by and watched.

Her eyes were strange.