"Poof!" The silver-eyed wind fox bore the brunt of the attack and was split in half by Shi Jianhao's sword with all his might. The sword was still powerful, and another sword slashed into the body of the thorn-tailed wild pig.

It was only then that Shi Jianhao realized that something was wrong, his long sword, which only split half of the thorn-tailed barbarian pig, was deeply embedded in its resilient thick skin and hard sternum, and he couldn't pull it out for a while.

Not good! Shi Jianhao's heart sank.

"Roar!" At this moment, the huge head of the Frost Giant Wolf appeared in front of him, and opened its fierce mouth to bite Shi Jianhao.

"It's over!" Shi Jianhao's heart instantly sank to the bottom, and his whole body was cold. The long sword was still embedded in the body of the Thorn-tailed Wild Pig, and he couldn't resist this frost giant wolf with a fifth-order strength with his bare hands. Only one word awaits him: death!

"Jianhao!" Xie Youran, who was resisting the sword-backed fire tiger with all his might, moved under his feet, blocked in front of Shi Jianhao, and slashed straight down with the long sword in his hand.

Between his eyebrows, a red holy bead flashed violently.

"Boom!" The blade of the snow cold sword slashed against the sharp and slender fangs, and a string of sparks flew out, and the frost giant wolf was shocked and took several steps back.

A sword shook off the frost giant wolf and saved Shi Jianhao, but there was no joy in Xie Youran's eyes.

Because he was also shocked by the force of the backshock, he retreated seven or eight steps in a row, and his arm was numb for a while, but at this moment, the sword-backed fire tiger behind him had already chased after him, waving its claws and grabbing him on the head.

Even if he didn't turn around, Xie Youran could feel the fierce fishy wind, and in his mind, he could even imagine the death light flickering on the claws that were slightly hooked like steel.

His strength is not much different from this sword-backed fire tiger, in order to save Shi Jianhao before, he instantly exploded the holy qi to the extreme, and at this time, he only felt a lack of weakness in his body, and it was impossible to block the fatal blow of the sword-backed fire tiger.

"Are you going to die?" Xie Youran's eyes showed helplessness and despair.

He didn't regret saving Shi Jianhao, they grew up together, they were friends, partners, and relatives, how could he watch Shi Jianhao die tragically on the spot.

But after all, he was still young, and he had already reached the realm of the Soul Saint before he was twenty, and he was regarded by his grandfather and several uncles as a cultivation genius that happened once in hundreds of years in the Ethereal Cloud Valley, and it was also the hope of the revitalization of the lintel of the Ethereal Cloud Valley, how could he be willing to die under the claws of the demon beast like this.

Closer, the shrill sound of the wind was closer, and his back almost felt the cold of the claws of the fire tiger on the back of the sword. Knowing that he would definitely die, his heart was confused for a moment.

"A sword, shaking rivers and mountains." In my ears, there was a cool and pleasant shout.

Immediately after, he saw Gu Fenghua's graceful figure sweeping by, and a wooden stick in his hand slammed into his back...... Oh no, it wasn't a stick, it was a long sword, but it was unsheathed, and the handle was wrapped in a thick black silk cloth.

"What is she doing here, sending her to death?" Xie Youran's heart had exactly the same doubts as Lorne's earlier.

As soon as Gu Fenghua made a move, the seven cyan holy beads between his eyebrows shone brightly, revealing his true strength, exactly the same as Xie Youran's previous speculation, she had not yet reached the Soul Saint, she was just the seventh grade of the Law Saint, such a strength was against the sword-backed fire tiger comparable to the Soul Saint, what was it that was not sent to death?

When she was even more speechless, she actually didn't get out of the sheath of her sword, and directly smashed out the sword with the sheath like a stick, and she didn't send her death like this, right?

That is, the mission hangs by a thread, and Xie Youran still has the feeling of crying and laughing. The students of Ling Tian Academy were so arrogant and ignorant?

"Bang!" There was a muffled sound behind him, Xie Youran subconsciously turned around, and then, his eyes widened suddenly, and his mouth opened involuntarily, and he couldn't close it.