"Boom-"

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Long before Jiuying's treacherous attack, the Zhao Courage Sword in Liu Yan's hand was already waiting in mid-air, only to feel a blue light crossing, and Jiuying's other head bit the rain-soaked neck with a speed that exceeded the reaction speed of the eyes.

However, just as the stinky jaws were close to the neck, less than a strand of hair, they stopped for a moment.

A millimeter of miss, a thousand miles.

It was this insignificant distance, Liu Yan survived, and Jiuying broke another head.

"Huh! Phew! Phew! ”

Jiu Ying was furious and screamed wildly, and slender blood threads burst out from the corners of his eyes, turning into two blood nets in an instant, covering the pale cyan eyes that burst into flames, exuding an incomparably crazy red light.

The sword-like wings stabbed wildly in the sky, curling up sharp wind blades, screaming out one after another extremely terrifying air cannons.

The surrounding heavy rain turned into rapidly falling ice picks, and the thorns fell to the ground with a 'thump', smashing countless tiny craters.

The body of the beast that was ten feet tall in the Nine Babies also spasmed madly because of the great pain and humiliation, as if it had been struck by lightning.

The pale cyan scale armor on his body also turned extremely red, and bursts of extremely tyrannical momentum turned into a tornado that exploded and danced, with Jiuying as the center, and rushed out in all directions.

"Bang bang-"

The stone house burst out, the wooden building exploded, and the trembling beast body of the nine babies rushed madly towards the solid houses, these green steel stone houses that had been beaten by wind and rain for hundreds of years and had not been damaged in the slightest, were like mud in front of the nine infants, and were easily smashed into slag by it, leaving a place of ruins.

Liu Wei hurriedly picked up the sword of the cadre, and drew a blood-light moon disk in front of him, the red rainbow flew, and the sword qi burst out, sweeping away the dense stones and sawdust.

While knocking over the screeching gravel, he looked for Yuan Shao's figure, and after a few glances, he quickly found Yuan Shao.

However, the corners of Liu Wei's eyebrows were wrinkled, and he said secretly: Is there something wrong with Yuan Erxiang's brain, knowing that he can't beat me, he doesn't take advantage of the great opportunity to escape, how can he stand in the middle of the road in a big way.

For some reason, Liu Bian's expression was suddenly stunned, he shouted that it was not good, and said in a deep voice: "Look at his fearless appearance, he must have a back hand." ”

Thinking of this, those goshawk-like eyes immediately burst into sharp light, and cautiously swept around, searching for the enemy's figure.

"Whoa—"

In the rainy night, a cyan lightning suddenly burst out, a whirlpool of light, around the cyan lightning, rolling up and down, rushing left and right, forming a thousand gorgeous halos, flying away like crazy.

Liu Bian was about to respond, but the speed of the lightning was so fast, not to mention him, even Sun Ce and Gan Ning were here, and they didn't have time to release their countermeasures.

"Bang-"

Liu Bian was directly hit by Jiuying, and his seriously injured body was dragged to the ground, and he kept sliding backwards, causing countless splashes and ripples.

While Liu Bian was dragging the water surface at great speed, a big stone fell in his heart, raised his broken arm armor, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and said: "I didn't catch up, otherwise my life would not be guaranteed." ”

As soon as his words reached his mouth, another cyan electric light swept by, and a huge cyan claw stepped on his chest in the air, and before he had time to think about it, another donkey rolled around, avoiding the beast toe that emitted a shimmering cold light at a small distance.

However, although Liu Yan's body dodged, the pavement paved with green steel and stone exploded into a deep crater, and dozens of sharp gravel flew out, piercing into the flesh without exception.

In an instant, blood gushed out, blending with the rain on the ground, and the stained long street was as red as a peony, beautiful and enchanting, and people couldn't help but be intoxicated.

Liu Bian was not in the mood to appreciate this beautiful scenery, because of the sharp pain, his face was distorted, his body spasmed, his teeth were clenched together, and even his gums were squeezed out of blood.

However, Liu Yan's attention was not on the pain, only to see the sword of the cadre and the sword of the gall, crossed into the shape of scissors, dead against the neck, stuck in the jaws of the nine infants' sharp teeth, and did not let it get closer.

A mixture of the smell of rotting corpses, the smell of millennial mud, and the smell of voodoo miasma... And so on, the smell of the most unpleasant things in the Eight Wildernesses of Kyushu, raging like a sudden flood, rushing straight to the nose from between the jaws and teeth of the nine infants.

Liu Bian's spirit, even if he was thinking about how to kill the nine infants, was still uncontrollable, and he felt extremely uncomfortable vomiting, only to feel a sharp sword stabbing his head, dizzy, and tears.

"Up!" Liu Bian let out a loud shout, the green tendons in his temples burst out, the muscles of his arms burst out, and countless true qi burst into a crimson brilliant light, rushing towards the divine sword.

The rendered two Qijin divine soldiers, like two hunting and dancing flags, are flying the flag with the strong wind, and shaking the flag horns at great speed.

The sound of 'stabbing' continued to play, and dazzling sparks, from the intersection of the divine sword and the sharp teeth, burst out continuously, just like a sword-forging master of Tanggu City, who was carefully carving divine weapons.

The difference is that what Liu Bian interweaves is the flame of life and death, while what the swordsmith carves is the crystallization of soul and body.

Although the situations they face are very different, they are essentially the same, because they are all so focused, so attentive, and put all their energy into it.

"Open it for me!" Liu Wei roared wildly, his eyes exploded, his face was hideous, and the two divine swords that slowly intersected suddenly turned into two shocking rainbows, and in the constantly shaking sharp teeth of the nine infants, a cross-shaped crackle was drawn.

When it was, the fierce teeth with a strange golden luster were directly cut off in a row, turning into shining small stars, splashing out and scattering all over the sky.

Wisps of demonic blood, blooming in the air, were as straight as the bloody rainbow light dragged out by the little stars, and with the scattered white stars, they fell to the ground from the sky at great speed.

"Haha, what an ancient beast, I think it's a waste!" Liu Yan's eyes were bleeding from his mouth, and his neck was twisted and dancing, and he felt disdain in his heart, and flew into the sky with wild laughter.

The true qi around Liu Bi's body was like a surging river wave, surging into the divine sword, waving a cluster of red clouds, bursting with extremely dazzling brilliance in the rainy night.

He is like the unparalleled ancient Red Emperor, swept away by the earth-shattering momentum of dominating the world, and roared towards the nine infants.