"Sister, don't hurt him." Youlan grabbed Youruo's wrist and followed Wu Song with beautiful eyes.

A strange color flashed in Youruo's eyes, and he ordered, "This man has been seriously injured, just subdue him, don't hurt his life." ”

And the people felt justified and went forward as they were told.

But when these words are heard in the ears of the fire people, they are different, hum, damn, you care so much about this man, I will definitely ask the master for his life.

Shi Jin dodged the blow of the stone, pulled out the hook and sickle behind his back, and smashed it at Wu Song. Wu Song covered the wound between the ribs with one hand, and barely used the Longquan knife to resist the enemy.

He was forced back several steps by the force of the stick, but he couldn't exert his strength, and a line of blood hung from the corner of his mouth.

"Sister, you let me go." Youlan Qing burst into tears, but wanted to leave but was pulled back by Youruo.

"Lan'er, don't worry, although that person doesn't have much sense, he will listen to the master's orders after all, and he won't hurt his life." Youruo said coldly, but his eyes did not leave Wu Song for a moment.

Although Jiang Zhenren fought with Luo Zhenren, he was still distracted from Wu Song's side, and when he saw him fighting and retreating under Shi Jin's attack, there was a cruel smile on the corner of his mouth.

It was another tiger and tiger stick, and after Wu Song blocked it, his arm was already slightly numb, and the blood between his ribs continued to flow.

At the time of crisis, fortunately, the stone shouted, and entangled Shi Jin, Shi Jin's appearance at this time was really terrifying, his eyes were red, and his mouth was chanting like a spell, "Save people, save people......"

wants to entangle Wu Song again.

Several Dao people attacked with swords, Wu Song didn't have much strength in his hands, but hateful, the ferocity in his heart was stimulated instead, and he raised the Longquan Sword with his numb hand to block the Taiji Sword of those Daoists.

The Daoists did not have the Liangyi Sword Formation as the main axis, and they were completely indiscriminate, so they were blocked by Wu Song with all his might.

The Battle of the Trapped Beasts.

The Daoists didn't care, and the group of swords pressed towards Wu Song again, and Wu Song could only use his gradually numb, and then the unconscious hand raised the knife and resisted with difficulty.

The movements were getting slower and slower, and several wounds were added to his body, although they were small wounds, but the blood flowed, and it was still terrifying.

"He's dying." Yang Yi raised his sword and cut it down, and the sword light was fluttering, forcing Wu Song to deal with it in embarrassment, and there were other Taoists besieging him, Wu Song was already at the end of the crossbow, and it was only a matter of time before he won or lost.

After being repelled a few steps by Yang Yi's envoy, Wu Song felt that there was no strength in his body, and the Longquan knife he lifted slowly fell again.

"Let's get caught." Jian Guangdao Dao, attacking here.

Surrender willingly? Dreaming, Wu Song gritted his teeth and raised his unconscious arm, feeling a sudden and full feeling between numbness, like pouring clear spring water into dry soil.

"In a moment of life and death, the Crazy Dragon Sword Technique Sword Soul Realm can break through......"

Wu Song's sword technique suddenly became faster, but it didn't seem to be fast, it seemed to be fast and slow, and it was getting smoother and smoother, and he felt that a bottleneck seemed to be coming.

The Daoists were caught off guard by Wu Song's way of becoming more and more courageous, and they all retreated, and Jiang Zhenren also looked at Wu Song angrily and made a gesture towards everyone.

Youruo turned around and ordered, "The master has an order, don't entangle with this person, come back first." ”

The people of the Tao retreated.

Without the persecution of everyone, Wu Song's wild sword qi suddenly loosened, the full strength of his whole body disappeared again, and his body was as painful as a pinprick, he could only use a strip of cloth to temporarily stop the wound between his ribs, and looked at Youlan with reluctant eyes, wanting to chase further.

But as soon as he stepped out, he stopped, something was trembling in his chest, he turned to look at Luo Zhenren, Gongsun Sheng was looking at him, the two had a tacit understanding, and he knew that the other party was asking for help in his eyes.

He could only look at Youlan who had withdrawn to Jiang Zhenren's side with hatred, and turned around and hurried back to Luo Zhenren.

Shi rushed back at this time and said, "Big brother, that guy fainted after fighting, and I didn't hurt his life." ”

Wu Song glanced at Shi Jin, who had fainted on the ground, nodded, and said, "Well, Shi, you come with me first." ”

The stone replied, "Okay." ”

The two of them rushed to Luo Zhenren's place, and at the same time, all the Daoists also rushed back to Jiang Zhenren's side. The fight is over for the time being, but the fighting method here is fierce.

Wu Song knew that Jiang and Luo were out of the same door, so there was no superiority between the fights, but the beads of sweat of the two also fell as the fight progressed, and others could only watch, because of the things in the fighting, ordinary people could not do anything at all.

Luo Zhenren's white hair was soaked with sweat against his face, he glanced at Wu Song with difficulty, and hurriedly said, "Wu Jushi, Lao Dao needs your help with something?" ”

"Real person, please speak, I will do my best if I can."

Now their common enemy is Jiang Zhenren in front of them.

"Okay, Sheng'er, take the blood sword."

Gongsun Sheng was stunned for a moment, and then said in surprise, "Master, you don't have to form the Tiangang Blood Array, no, if Brother Wu is not injured, it would be fine, but now he is bleeding too much, if you use this formation, I am afraid that he will not be able to resist." ”

Wu Song pondered for a moment and said, "Real person, is this the only way to kill Jiang Daoren?" ”

"For now, yes."

"Brother Wu—"

"Xiaosheng, don't worry, I'm not as weak as a girl, come on." Wu Song's expression was firm.

Gongsun Sheng no longer hesitated, and took out a short sword two or three feet long, without a hilt, the end of the sword was as sharp as a snake's teeth, and inserted into Wu Song's superficial skin, but the sword seemed to be alive, absorbing Wu Song's blood, Wu Song's face turned pale, but he still stood still holding on to the shoulders of the stone.

Luo Zhenren put his finger on the end of the sword, and the blood flowed through his body along the bloody sword, came to his palm, and gradually condensed into a ball, and he was chanting in his mouth, obviously making preparations.

Jiang Zhenren saw Luo Zhenren take out the Blood Sword, fear flashed in his eyes, he gritted his teeth, looked at the Taoist beside him, Dao Tong, hesitated for a moment, and finally ordered, "Everyone listen to the order, list the gossip killing formation." ”

This formation seems to be familiar to everyone, Jiang Zhenren just ordered, all the envoys, elephant envoys, and Taoist children are lined up into a formation, with two instruments inside and four elephants outside, just in the shape of a gossip, I don't know what to do.

Jiang Zhenren glanced at Luo Zhenren on the other side, flashed a burst of killing intent, and then closed his eyes, chanting words, as if he was chanting some incantation.

Luo Zhenren was holding the Dao number, and the blood mass in his hand was already the size of a thumb, bright red, and it was exuding a strange light at this time.

"Tiangang leads, open a big array, hurry!"

A colorful light suddenly burst out of the blood, overflowing with light, but it contained some earth-destroying power.

Falling in the eyes of Gao Lian on the other side, it was as terrifying as the end of the world, and he shouted at Jiang Zhenren, "Master, his spell has attacked." ”

But Jiang Zhenren was unmoved, his eyes were still closed, and the colorful light came in an instant, I am afraid that it will reach the top of his head in the next moment, and he will die at that time.

At this moment, Jiang Zhenren's eyes opened, faintly with some blood red, he laughed fiercely, and only a few words came out of his mouth, "Gossip kills, disease!" ”

The gossip array formed by all the Taoists on the side suddenly emitted a blood-colored dramatic light, and all of them were a little hideous under the light of blood, but the blood light passed away in a moment, turning into a red light, colliding with the colorful red light, and the two rays of light were frozen in mid-air.

At the stalemate, the wind is surging, the sun and the moon change color, and the strong wind is gusting, even the immortal spells in the eyes of ordinary people are nothing more than this, and the momentum is amazing.

The blood in Luo Zhenren's hands was decreasing sharply, and the same was true for Wu Song's body, he was already seriously injured and had lost a lot of blood, and this time he was bleeding for the formation, and he couldn't help but feel a little trance, but he still gritted his teeth and persevered.

Fortunately, the colorful light was suppressing the blood-colored beam little by little, and Jiang Zhenren's spell was about to be defeated by Luo Zhenren's hands.

The blood light in Jiang Zhenren's eyes became worse and worse, and he let out a beast-like howl, his eyes were red, and there were words in his mouth.

Gao Lian stood beside Jiang Zhenren, only to feel a cold air coming from behind him.

Turning his head, he happened to see those gossip dao children in the outermost layer of the Bagua Killing Array, their skin was drying up sharply as if they had been drained of moisture, and their skin had changed from white to dark brown, with painful expressions, but they couldn't make the slightest sound.

The blood light in Jiang Zhenren's hand is also getting stronger and stronger, and it is suppressing the colorful light at a speed that is visible to the naked eye.

The blood in Luo Zhenren's hands decreased sharply, making Wu Song's mind dizzy, and he could barely see, so he could only close his eyes and meditate on his mind.

The outermost vision of the Bagua Killing Array naturally surprised the envoys and elephants inside, and at this moment they realized that they had become the sacrifice of this spell, and looking at the appearance of the Dao children outside the formation, fear could not help but spread in everyone's hearts.

One Dao boy after another, the Bagua Killing Array was composed of two ritual envoys, eight elephant envoys and sixteen Taoist boys, when the ninth Dao boy trembled in pain, and his skin was shriveled and brown like smoked bacon, the fire Dao people in the elephant envoy screamed, wanting to escape from the formation.

But when he turned around and ran, it was like a transparent barrier blocking him, so that he could not move forward, he banged on the transparent barrier, and shouted in horror, "Master, let me out, you can't do this to us, who will save me." ”

But the transparent barrier seems to have the function of sound insulation, and the shouts of the fire path people are inaudible to the people outside.

"Waste is waste." Yang Yi glanced at the Fire Dao man contemptuously, then looked at a man on the transparent screen, and said as if taking an oath, "Master, you have the grace to raise my Yangbai, I will return it to you today, at this last moment, I just want to live for myself." ”

Slowly approached a man, clasped his fingers with him, and held it tightly.

"Ray, I-"

"Needless to say, I know in your heart that nothing in the world can separate us, not even hell."

The four eyes stared, and finally turned into a thick fire of love, burning between the lips.

The sixteen Tong Dao sources were all burned out, turned into dried corpses, and fell straight down.

The tiger body of the Thunder Elephant Envoy suddenly trembled, and he wanted to push the Yang Yi Envoy away, but he was hugged tightly by the other party, and he refused to let go.

He suddenly showed a look of reminiscence and said, "Ah Yang, are you still afraid of the dark now?" But as long as I'm here, no matter how dark it is, I'll go with you. ”

Yang Yi hugged the ground tighter, kissing desperately, for the last and only time.

The other people in the audience were stunned, but there was no moment for them to be in a daze, and they couldn't help but tremble.

Youlan looked at Wu Song, who was crumbling with his eyes closed, her heart was sour, and two lines of tears fell.