The cursed Ah Qiang Ye's overlord spear is the best at group fighting, and the people besieging him can't take him for a while, Zixue Xiyun and others rushed up, which immediately reduced his pressure, and a overlord spear flew like a dragon and stabbed it, and the fierce gun wind swept out, and the blocker was invincible.

A sword flew blood to see the opportunity early, as soon as he saw Sun Yong's defeat, the sea of fire spread overwhelmingly around, and he didn't hesitate to turn around and run with his subordinates, and he didn't even drop a word about the scene, and he was also grateful for walking fast, otherwise when the Red Tiger Banner Lord and others rushed forward, it is estimated that all of them would have to explain here.

The more Haotian Shura fought, the more anxious he became, the Red Tiger Banner Lord was like a tiger entering a flock, rushing into the crowd was a burst of killing, Sun Yong, who could face him head-on, and several masters of the Seven Star Building were buried under the serious knife, the Red Tiger Banner Lord had no scruples, and he generally killed the remnants of the Seven Star Building, but fortunately, the Red Tiger Banner Lord and his elite preferred targets were the NPCs of the Seven Star Building, and the Flying Flower Moon Gang could barely support under the impact of Meixue Villa, but the morale was already extremely low.

The defeat has been decided, Haotian Shura has no intention of entanglement, and peeked at the severity of the highest combat power in the next game in his busy schedule, but found that he didn't know what was going on, and he stood in place after emptying the surroundings, and after seeing the ruthlessness of his shot, no one dared to easily step forward to provoke this killing god, and the flames lingering around him alone were enough to give people a headache.

Haotian Shura was ruthless, regardless of the attacking sword, the true qi of the whole body gathered in his palms, and the scorching internal breath of the red flame palm was pushed out like a mountain and a sea, fighting for serious injuries, but also forcing the white book to retreat, as long as the white book retreated, without the entangled immortal sword, there was still a glimmer of life to break through.

Nangong You'er also understood Haotian Shura's plan, no longer dodged the heavy sword shadows, and rushed forward, leaving scars on his body with a little bit of starlight sword rain, regardless of attacking Baibaishu.

"Yo, desperate?" Bai Baishu smiled calmly, his sword was retracted, and his body flickered, avoiding the scorching palm wind from the splitting face.

Haotian Shura was overjoyed, but he didn't expect that Bai Baishu didn't choose to fight hard, but instead collected his sword to dodge, and finally had a gap to escape.

"Yes, let's go!" Haotian Shura roared quickly and flew backwards.

The sword light in Bai Baishu's hand suddenly lit up, and in an instant, it stabbed out like a torrential rain, Haotian Shura was stunned for a while, and after fighting with Bai Shushu for a long time, Haotian Shura also had some understanding of Bai Shu's swordsmanship, this is definitely not the swordsmanship of the Immortal Sword, the swordsmanship of the Immortal Sword is definitely not so vicious, and there is no such indomitable tragic momentum, the sword light is so fast that Haotian Shura can't even react, he has already been hit by the sword, more than a dozen blood arrows flew out from his body, and the sword light penetrated his entire body.

"Rain Sword??"

Bai Baishu used this move, his face was also pale, bloodless, and he gently shook the immortal sword in his hand, and spilled the blood stained on the sword, Bai Baishu shook his head, "It's not the Rain Sword." ”

Haotian Shura didn't ask any more, because he had already lost consciousness and dissipated in the white light that represented death, he couldn't resist it, and Nangong You'er didn't need to say that he went to the resurrection point one step ahead of him.

This trick was originally prepared by the white book to deal with Sun Yong, this set of swordsmanship is the biggest harvest that the white book got on the island of the gods, the white book has not been able to fully master, the consumption of this set of swordsmanship is very large, after using it, it will enter a short period of weakness, just besieged by everyone, the white book does not dare to use it easily, for fear that it will fall into a crisis after using it, but at this moment there are no scruples, the surrounding enemies are restrained by Meixue Villa, and the white book has used this set of swordsmanship.

The blood in his eyes gradually receded, and he slowly regained consciousness, but his mind was still at a loss, "Who am I?" Where am I? What was I just doing?? ”

It took a long time before he came back to his senses, and looked at the scene everywhere, the battle was over, Zixue Xiyun was cleaning up the battlefield with the members of Meixue Villa, and the white book and the cursed Ah Qiang Ye were in the position where Sun Yong and the others died, and they used weapons to pick up the ashes on the ground one by one, as if they were rummaging for something.

"Yan Baiwu, is you there? What happened to me just now? Isn't it just a forced mental synchronization? Seriously stunned, he asked, from the moment Fanghua made a move, he lost consciousness, and the last remaining thought was a killing word.

"I want to ask you what's going on? Inexplicably, Wanyan was dragged in by you, and unlike our previous mental synchronization, the body is still controlled by you, and you can completely integrate Wanyan's consciousness, I can't figure it out, but I can't follow the intervention yet. Yan Baiwu said angrily.

"Where's Wanyan?"

"After Yan, he was cheated by you like this, it seems that something is wrong, he went to rest directly, and I will ask when he wakes up." Yan Baiwu said.

"Oh." Seriously full of doubts, I can't understand how this happened.

"By the way, there is bad news to tell you, just now you exerted your full strength, the strength contained in your body dissipated a little, and it was wasted, pay attention next time, there is no need not to do your best." Yan Bai danced.

"Huh? And what's going on? I was seriously surprised to look at my body and found that my body had shrunk a little, but it was still very thick and strong.

"No, it's gone, I'm not used to this kind of body at all, it's better than the original." Said seriously.

"When you hit the Ten Thousand Black Flags, I found that the strength was lost a little, but that consumption is almost negligible, and I don't care, we have to speed up the refining, try not to do it if you can, it's a rare adventure, don't consume it in vain." Yan Baiwu said.

"Yes." Seriously retracted the north wind in his hand into the scabbard, suddenly felt that the north wind's knife was wrong, and pulled it out to take a look, only to be stunned to find that the north wind's original frost and silver as a pool of autumn water on the blade was mottled scorched black marks, a look at the durability of the north wind, has dropped to the lowest point, the equipment bar lit up a circle of red alarm reminder, if not repaired, I am afraid it will be damaged.

"What's going on here?" Asked in serious surprise.

"Although the knife of the north wind is good, it still can't withstand the explosion of your internal breath, I have found before that when the flame condenses into a black flame attached to the north wind, the durability of the north wind has been declining sharply, we need to find a better weapon, otherwise the north wind will suddenly be damaged in the battle, and it will be troublesome."

"Yes." Looking at the north wind seriously, I felt depressed for a while, and thought that there was no need to change weapons in a short time, the repair cost of the best Ziwu was very high, and the durability was so low that it would cost at least dozens of taels of silver to repair it, but this was an expense that could not be saved.