In front of the small pavilion in the woods, the man named Li Chengfeng covered his chest, undulated for a while, and a mouthful of blood overflowed from the crack in his mouth, crossed his chin and fell to the ground, spreading out into a beautiful flower.

The person carrying the hammer raised his head and laughed again, then condensed his eyebrows, and the two people beside him opened up the distance between them, the spiritual power of the whole body boiled, and the three of them were all earth element physiques, and suddenly the yellow light expanded, and a strong wind rose around them, wanting to make a move.

Li Chengfeng turned his head again to look at Chen Changxiao, who was carrying the sword and exhausted his spiritual power, and gasped hard: "Little brother, don't do it! Hurry up and leave, otherwise you will die!"

After speaking, Chen Changxiao was still staring ahead, only to hear the hammer bearer say loudly: "Li Chengfeng, it's too late, since you are involved in the war between you and me, how can there be any reason to go out alive?"

Li Chengfeng's teeth tightened, his vest straightened, his eyes closed for two breaths, and he opened them suddenly, his pupils glowed, and every pore on his body gushed out spiritual power, propping up the blue-clothed robe, and the painful expression on his face swept away, replaced by a serious and terrifying one, and the long sword in his hand flipped over, and the blue spiritual power of the water element quickly gathered, and the air within the radius of the sword body became distorted, and the sword qi spread out, instantly suppressing the yellow wind aura released by the three of them.

"Yuan Guangsong, since that's the case, let's try it!"

Li Chengfeng said lightly, and Yuan Guangsong, the man carrying the hammer, saw the situation and the other two took a few steps back, avoiding the sharp sword qi, and said fiercely: "The swordsman of the Tianye Mansion riding the wind, it is really true that he is seriously injured, and he can still have such ability when he is seriously injured, but Lao Tzu wants to see how long your Wind Riding Sword Technique can last!"

As soon as the words fell, Yuan Guangsong stepped on the ground, stepped on the ground to a hole the size of the basin mouth, and lifted Peng with a double hammer, making a deafening sound, and then his calf was forced, and his body unfolded, like a tiger descending the mountain, and the two people next to him made the same momentum, raising knives to follow.

Chen Changxiao stood behind him, observing Li Chengfeng's breath, the middle grade of the Mahayana realm! I saw him snort coldly and face him head-on, feeling the battle of the Mahayana realm powerhouse so closely, Chen Changxiao was a little unsteady by the impact of the remaining momentum.

In fact, if it was just Chen Changxiao now, then he would have run away a long time ago, after all, his cultivation is limited, and he can't help Li Chengfeng if he wants to, but now there is a person standing behind him, she is no different from herself compared to the four Mahayana realm powerhouses, only escape, but before that, as a man, he should be in front of her first, let her run first.

After a few breaths, Li Chengfeng and Yuan Guangsong have fought dozens of moves, the former is a higher level of strength after all, and the latter are all losing and retreating, mostly defensive.

"Li Chengfeng, you have run out of oil and dried up, but you forcibly supported and damaged your tendons, even if you don't die like this, the rest of your life will be wasted!"

Yuan Guangsong shouted loudly, Li Chengfeng ignored him, raised the sword in his hand, jumped several meters back, soared in the air, and rolled twice with a sword, and slashed sideways with a sword.

"Ride the wind and slash!"

Shouted out five words in a muffled voice, and a nearly three-meter-long substantive sword qi came out from the blade, like a tsunami that shook the sky, the wind was extinguished, and the places swept were all powder, at this moment, Li Chengfeng's body fell to the ground weakly, his spiritual power was scattered, he knelt down on his knees, and with the pestle sword in his hand, a mouthful of blood spurted out and spilled into the ground.

Yuan Guangsong saw the situation, and the sword qi was vigorous, like Haotian's coercion, unstoppable. The speed of the sword qi was already unavoidable, and then the three of them retreated together, their hands were released, the knife and hammer were suspended in front of them, the palms of their hands were sealed, and the yellow light of the thigh-thick muscles and arms jumped out of the skin, and a circular enchantment appeared under their feet, and a semicircular barrier instantly condensed.

"Dikun Golden Bell Jar!"

As soon as the three words came out, "Bang!", Hanran's sword qi collided with the golden bell jar, and the five elements qi scattered in waves, dusty.

"Ahh

Yuan Guangsong's eyes stared at the place where the sword qi and the golden bell jar collided, and a small crack spread out at a speed visible to the naked eye, turning into a crack, and the vertical and horizontal sword qi overflowed, like a sharp blade cutting through the skin, cutting out several two-inch bloody wounds.

Li Chengfeng carefully watched the impact of the sword qi, and the next moment, there was an explosion, the golden bell jar turned into a head full of fragments, the two big knives were broken into two, the meteor hammer flew out obliquely, the sword qi passed through their bodies, and the three of Yuan Guangsong were all cut out, and their backs hit the big trees with the thickness of their waists, uprooting dozens of trees, and a few people stopped.

"Poof!" all three of them spat out a mouthful of blood at the same time, and the blood contained faintly visible fragments of internal organs.

"Li Chengfeng ......!"

Yuan Guangsong raised his fingers and said tremblingly, another mouthful of blood spilled on the ground.

Chen Changxiao frowned slightly, looking at Li Chengfeng who was kneeling in front of him, now he has completely run out of oil, and there is no sign of spiritual power in his body, just a child of a few years old can kill him, if it weren't for the strong spiritual power of the strong person in the Mahayana realm, he would have fainted.

Chen Changxiao raised his eyes and looked at Yuan Guangsong and the three of them not far away, although they were seriously injured, their muscles and veins were intact, and their dantian spiritual power was very abundant, give them some time, breathe for a while, and then they can stand up and fight again, after all, Li Chengfeng's injury before was really not light, even if he hit hard, it was not enough to kill him.

But during the period of their breathing, Chen Changxiao could completely escape, without hesitation, put away the Cangling Sword, and now that he has an empty immortal ring, it doesn't hurt to be seen. For Li Chengfeng, he didn't care much at all, this kind of stranger he met halfway, who knew whether it was good or bad, but Li Chengfeng told him to leave quickly, probably knowing that this person was not a villain, and he was a little less guarded against him.

Thinking of this, Chen Changxiao glanced at him, and immediately turned around, wanting to pull Mo Jingyao away, but just turned around, there was a blank behind him.

"Mo Jingyao?"

Chen Changxiao was stunned for a moment, blinked his eyes, and said in his heart: This person won't run away first, right? Forget it, just run away.

Li Chengfeng turned his head slightly and glanced behind him with his residual vision, without breathing a sigh of relief, he immediately fainted, Chen Changxiao walked not far away, seeing the situation, his thoughts rolled, clenched his fists, ran back, picked up Li Chengfeng, and said, "I hope you are a good person." ”

Just as he was about to leave again, suddenly a gust of yin wind blew, and above Yuan Guangsong's head, a phantom flashed with red sword light, and when he looked up, the light red sword qi was coming, straight down, as if a shock had descended.

"Mo Jingyao!"

Chen Changxiao saw the figure clearly, his pupils dilated, he said damn, put down Li Chengfeng in his hand, Cangling Sword came out, the second weight of the seven shadow steps, the second shadow, and the full force unfolded.

Yuan Guangsong under the sword smiled fiercely, endured the pain and raised his hand to take out his palm, and the heaven and earth spirits gathered, and a palm-shaped essence spiritual power burst out.

"Dikun Run Thunder Palm!"

"Smack!", the palm sword was opposite, the phantom trembled, and in an instant, the palm wind broke through the sword qi and slammed into it, at this moment, a remnant of extremely fast swept away hugged Mo Jingyao, and his back was blocked below.

"Boom!"

The palm of the Mahayana realm hit Chen Changxiao's back, Chen Changxiao's mouthful of blood was shocked out, and he flew out like a sword from the string, hitting a big tree, and the clothes on his back were torn through a big hole, revealing bloody beast scale armor.

Mo Jingyao thought she would be hit, but the next moment, her delicate body was lying in a hard and soft embrace, she turned her head and looked at Chen Changxiao, who was grinning with bared teeth, and the blood that slipped off her chin dripped on her fragrant shoulder, and only heard a complaint:

"Fool, you don't want to die?!"