But Shangguan Yu himself was also slashed several times, Feng Xi looked distressed, and regardless of the injury on his chest, he wanted to get up and save him.

Feng Xi staggered to her feet, tied a knot with her hands, and said something in her mouth, using her willpower to support herself not to fall, but her body was really weak to the extreme, and as soon as she finished reciting the trick, she threw it at those enemy soldiers, and she fell weightlessly.

Behind her is a cliff, at this time she is dressed in red like fire, with her body flying and falling in the air, and she is no longer able to control the colorful auspicious clouds, she can only let her body do free fall in mid-air.

She closed her eyes, the corners of her lips slightly raised, she thought, she was about to die, but she had no regrets.

She thought, fortunately, he loved her after all, and she didn't lose to anyone, but only to his benevolence.

But in the next second, Feng Xi was embraced into an elegant embrace, feeling that he was stuck in mid-air, and he struggled to open his eyes and look at the person holding him. Feng Xi struggled to pull out a smile, she knew that it was Qing Qian, only the cold fragrance on Qing Qian's body would make her feel so at ease.

Pulling the corners of his mouth again, he showed a smile, and Feng Xi said with difficulty: "Xiao Qianqian, he, he actually said that he loves me, he loves me after all." Her smile looked very satisfied and happy, and just three simple words could make her very happy.

Qing Qian looked at Feng Xi's seriously injured and dying but still smiling so happily, her heart twitched and hurt, and she said in her heart: Xi'er, do you really love him so much? For the sake of his word, is it okay to die? Why are you so stupid......

Fortunately, fortunately, she came, and when she found Feng Xi, she saw Feng Xi standing on the edge of the cliff with serious injuries and casting spells, and then saw her fall off the cliff. Qing Qian was frightened, and immediately ran down to save Feng Xi, completely ignoring the war on the cliff, even if that person was Bai Luoxun, the young master of Qingqiu, it was not as important as Feng Xi in her heart.

Qing Qian didn't know what would happen if she was a little late and Feng Xi disappeared between heaven and earth......

Thinking of this, Qing Qian's heart felt an unprecedented panic and fear, as if her heart was pinched tightly, making her feel very uncomfortable. She never thought about what she would do if she couldn't see Fengxi again......

"Xi'er, don't be afraid, I'll take you back to the East China Sea, I'll save you, I will never let you die!"

Qing Qian could see that Feng Xi's sword wound had pierced his heart, and even a god couldn't stand such an injury. With Fengxi's cultivation, it is a miracle that he has been able to survive until now.

Feng Xi only had time to say the last sentence "Save Shangguan Yu", and passed out.

Qing Qian's heart was shocked, and she didn't care about Feng Xi's explanation, she directly drove the colorful auspicious clouds, and flew towards the East China Sea of the God Realm with Feng Xi in her arms, no matter what, she must save Feng Xi!

Shangguan Yu looked at the fiery figure on the cliff with his own eyes, and disappeared in front of his eyes in an instant, falling off the cliff, he could no longer care about the enemy soldiers who were about to besiege him, and ran to the edge of the cliff like crazy, trying to grab the corner of the fiery red clothes. But in the end, he didn't have time, and when he looked down from the cliff, he couldn't see anything, only the white clouds floating halfway up the mountain.

All kinds of emotions came to his heart at once, and he suddenly felt extremely congested, and even felt difficult to breathe, looking at the cliff in a daze, his heart hurting as if he had been stabbed one by one. His mind was blank, and the remaining twenty or so people behind him all fell to the ground because they were hit by Feng Xi's last mana.

Seeing this, the Taoist priest stopped lingering and hurriedly flashed people.

Shangguan Yu stood on the cliff like a wooden stake, and the sadness and despair in his eyes could not be hidden. In just an instant, he felt that his heart was dead, shattered in the second that Fengxi fell off the cliff...... Let him fall into the abyss of despair.

Since meeting Feng Xi and falling in love with Feng Xi, Shangguan Yu has never thought about what would happen to him if Feng Xi disappeared in front of his eyes? But the disappearance of Fengxi in those days made him feel unprecedented panic, as if something important could not be found, that feeling, he couldn't tell. At that time, he was vaguely aware of the difference between Fengxi and him, but he subconsciously chose to ignore it.

A qiē, only because of Song Yingyu's storage zài.

Shangguan Yu's life can be wanted, but the promise he made must be fulfilled. So, he pushed Fengxi further.

But he never thought that Feng Xi would die, and he died in front of him. Although he knew that Feng Xi was a goddess, but the god would also die, and she was so seriously injured, if she was a mortal, I am afraid that she would have died on the spot, but she was seriously injured and fell off this cliff, how can he deceive himself, and she can survive? How can I make myself less hopeless......

Halfway through, Shangguan Yu raised his head to the sky and let out a long roar, the voice was like a cry, like the saddest and desperate scream of a wounded beast.

He turned around sadly, his eyes coldly and mercilessly scanned the twenty or so people who had just gotten up, his expression seemed to be looking at a dead thing, which made those people's whole bodies tremble uncontrollably. They felt deeply that the handsome man in front of them stood before them like a god's mansion, with one enemy against twenty people, and there was not even the slightest fear in his eyes, as if he had made up his mind to die with them.

Sure enough, in the next second, Shangguan Yu lifted the silver sword in his hand, and rushed forward directly to fight with them, every move was extremely ruthless, and he didn't even have a defense, only constant attacks. This kind of fatal killing method completely prevailed in momentum, making it quite laborious for the two dozen people to parry.

Just ask, who would let go and fight with a person who wants to die with him?

Shangguan Yu forced these dozen people to retreat constantly, watching one corpse after another fall, Shangguan Yu hooked the corners of his lips evilly, as cruel as a Shura from the abyss of hell, and the breath of death spread around him. In fact, he himself had already been hit by several arrows, but he was still fighting these people without knowing the pain.

There were blood stains everywhere on his face and clothes, and he couldn't tell whether it was his own or someone else's, and there was even a sword stuck in his abdomen, piercing his abdomen, and almost every wound on his body was deep and visible, and the white clothes were stained blood-red with blood, and he couldn't distinguish the original color.

Shangguan Yu was in this corpse-strewn Shura field, fighting bloodily like an ancient god of war, which made people dare not face it. The blood of the enemy flowed from his feet, and his brains were scattered and in disarray.

His eyes stared coldly at the remaining three people, and his eyes were slightly red because of bloodshots.

The three of them looked at each other, and when they saw that they couldn't hide, they simply rushed up together, no longer flinching, wanting to fight to the death, maybe there would be a glimmer of life.