The heirs of the Mending Heaven Pavilion came, standing on horseback, slender and slender, with a straight waist, and a beautiful demeanor to the point of impeccable, wearing a long white dress, fluttering in the wind, inside was a pair of white trousers, white shoes and white socks, spotless, obviously changed into a clean new clothes. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Luo Zhaoyun doubted that every time she retreated, did she feel that her clothes were ruined, so she couldn't wait to go back and change her clothes, she had a habit of cleanliness?

"It's so white!"

"Don't look at it, hurry up-" Qingshuang was immune to fairy-level beauties, kicked Luo Zhaoyun's buttocks, turned around and rushed to the mount, untied the reins of the horse, flew on the horse, and ran away with the reins.

Luo Zhaoyun also reacted, this is not the time to appreciate the beauty of the opponent, it is still important to escape, and thought viciously in his heart: When I capture her alive, strip off my dress and take a look at the skin inside, whether it is also so white!

The two rode their horses and galloped, and the heirs of the Heavenly Pavilion pursued behind, and the three of them and three horses rushed into the vast grassland.

This chase, panicked, entered the endless grassland, non-stop, after running for two hours in one breath, ran out of a hundred miles away, the mounts of the three of them after a few days of high-intensity rushing, are almost unbearable, panting, the speed also slowed down, and then do not rest, there is a possibility of weakness and fall at any time.

At this time, the heir of the Heavenly Pavilion had already approached the two of them, less than ten zhang, and suddenly, she jumped up, as if she was flying out, pulled out her long sword, and slashed hard, and the sword suddenly burst out.

Gu Qingshuang noticed that it was not good, her feet touched the stirrup and the horse's belly, and the person also left the horse's back and dodged away.

"Poof—"

An invisible and qualitative sword qi slashed Qingshuang's mount, directly cutting the horse in two, and blood splattered.

After the heir of the Heavenly Pavilion landed, he pedaled and galloped quickly, flew up again, and killed with a sword, attacking Qingshuang, who also landed.

"Boom!"

Qingshuang stood up for the sword, and the two girls fought fiercely together, the sword aura was vertical and horizontal, the light was dazzling, and the body was slender and slender, full of feminine concave and convex beauty.

"Huh-" Luo Zhaoyun pulled the reins of the horse, turned around, saw the scene of the two girls fighting, and ran back to rescue Qingshuang.

At present, he and Qingshuang are one and cannot be separated, otherwise, if one is injured or killed, the other will also be in danger; What's more, with Luo Zhaoyun's character, Qingshuang is now his best friend in life and death, and he will never give up on her and run away alone.

"You go!" Qingshuang shouted.

"I won't give up on my companions!" Luo Zhaoyun jumped off the horse and swung his sword to kill him.

The three of them stirred into the battle group, this time, the fight was more intense, the strength of the three of them has improved, Luo Zhaoyun and Qingshuang's combat power is similar to that of the masters in the early stage of the innate Gang Qi, and the heir of the Heavenly Pavilion, for some reason, has not seen her for two or three days, her breath is already at the level of a grandmaster, but it is a little unstable.

Luo and Gu were secretly shocked in their hearts, thinking that the other party had broken through again, but their faces changed drastically and they were worried.

This time, after more than 300 rounds of the battle, the heirs of the Heavenly Pavilion still did not retreat, their eyes were resolute and indifferent, it seemed that they would not kill the two of them, recapture the Warring States Silk Book, and vow not to give up.

The three of them walked while fighting, and their bodies were all colored again, the swords went sideways, and the cold light flickered, like rainbow lightning, shuttling and stabbing.

"Poof!" Luo Zhaoyun's lower abdomen was rubbed, and blood flowed out.

"Phew!" Qingshuang's shoulder was also hit by a sword, spurting blood.

"It's late-" The back of the heir of the Heavenly Pavilion was scraped by Qingshuang's sword, leaving a bloody wound.

Even so, the heirs of the Heavenly Pavilion still had the upper hand and suppressed the two, and she was really stronger than a few days ago.

"No, he's not a Taoist divider, and he doesn't have a body protection true qi to form an air cover!" Qingshuang whispered to Luo Zhaoyun.

"But it's hard to deal with!" Luo Zhaoyun struggled to support, feeling that his qi and blood were hot, he had been fighting at such a high level, the internal force was consumed quickly, the heat generated in the body was too great, and the pores were almost unable to be sealed.

"Her breath is unstable, she may have swallowed some kind of potion, and she has forced her strength in a short period of time, but it can't last, and there will be side effects." Qingshuang shouted as he drew his sword.

"Hold on, she's dying." Luo Zhaoyun saw that the other party's breath was also disordered, and his whole body was steaming, because his luck was too much.

"Enough for the two of you!" The heir of the Heavenly Pavilion was cold and coquettish, she didn't expect these two to progress so fast, and their combat power was not lower than that of the early stage of the innate swordsman, the swordsmanship was extremely exquisite, and the two joined forces to cause her a lot of trouble.

If it was an ordinary two early congenital swordsmen, she didn't care, but this pair of men and women were both gifted, with very high qualifications, surpassing the average swordsmen of the same level, with tenacious fighting spirit and flexibility, just like an ordinary early congenital swordsman of the four martial arts, she was alone, it was difficult to completely suppress it, and if she wanted to kill the two, she had to suffer a heavy blow.

The heir of the Mending Heaven Pavilion did take a potion that stimulates potential and temporarily stimulates combat power, and within one day, she must succeed, otherwise she will be weak for a few days, and she will have been cultivating for a month, and she will even leave some drawbacks, but she doesn't want to give up this opportunity, if she kills the two, she can avoid the secret method of Guigu from falling into the killer organization, otherwise, it will be a catastrophe for the Guwu Sect in the future.

By the time they reached 500 rounds, the movements of the three of them slowed down significantly, their physical strength dropped significantly, they were seriously overdrawn, and they were a little exhausted.

"Poof!" Suddenly, the sword peak of the heir of the Heaven Replenishing Pavilion stabbed Luo Zhaoyun's right chest, but the latter was also quite violent, and directly reached out and grabbed the white blade, preventing her from drawing the sword in time.

Qingshuang exclaimed, stabbed the sword over, from the side and back, stabbed the right shoulder blade of the heir of the Heavenly Pavilion, and pierced through, so that the latter had to give up drawing the sword, at the same time, the successor of the Heavenly Pavilion turned around and slapped with a palm, hitting Qingshuang's chest, causing Qingshuang to spurt blood and fly out.

Almost at the same time, all three of them were seriously injured, slumped to the ground, and their long swords fell to the ground.

Luo Zhaoyun staggered to the place where Qingshuang fell to the ground, and asked anxiously, "How are you?" ”

"I'm .....'ll be fine... cough cough ...... "Qingshuang was injured internally, and as soon as she said a few words, she began to cough up blood.

The body of the heir of the Heavenly Pavilion shook, and under the entire right shoulder, there was a sword wound pierced, which might hurt the sternum and lungs, and she also vomited a mouthful of blood, staining the veil red, she had to take off the veil, otherwise, it was all bloodstains, and it was unbearable for this kind of woman who had a habit of cleanliness.

Luo Zhaoyun glanced at it, and had to say that this female heir of the Heavenly Pavilion was indeed beautiful and beautiful, and she was definitely the most beautiful woman he had ever seen, and the most attractive thing was not the flawless outline, but the tranquil temperament that did not eat the fireworks in the world.

This beautiful woman is the enemy! Luo Zhaoyun was a little depressed, if he talked about wine and poetry with this kind of fairy, how good was the poetry and songs, why did he chase and kill hundreds of miles like an enemy, and he was covered with bruises, and almost died under her sword.

The heirs of the Heavenly Pavilion walked heavily, but still forward, as if they were not giving up, and they were going to make a move, recording that at this time, a sound of horses' hooves came, and a cavalry galloped from afar, as if it was a Turkic horse.

She has also heard that the indoctrination of the grassland people has not yet opened, if a beautiful woman is caught by the Turks, the consequences are unimaginable, she is ravaged in turn, and it is miserable, and the heirs of the Heavenly Pavilion are disgraced at this moment, because her internal strength is close to exhausted, and her physical strength has also dropped very much, and she can no longer fight fiercely, and she has to find a place to recuperate, so after glancing at Luo Zhaoyun and Gu Qingshuang coldly, she turned around and left, not wanting to be caught by the Turks and suffer humiliation.