The magic sword was like a bamboo, and it struck towards Ji Wanqi's front door.

Huang Li blocked in front of Feng Yunxi, condensing a colorful protective cover, trying to block the attack of the magic sword.

The magic sword really failed to break through the protective shield, but the strong impact and the protective shield erased the dazzling white light, and it was trying to break the protective shield!

I saw that Huang Li's body was pushed back by the magic sword, and two deep scratches were drawn on the ground.

Huang Li clenched her teeth, "Master, help, help me ......"

Hearing this, Feng Yunxi immediately put away the dagger and resisted the attack with Huang Li.

At this time, Huang Li could not give up the protective cover, two powerful forces collided with each other, and either side withdrew the spiritual power, which would cause irreparable damage.

The master and servant struggled to support it, and only then did they barely stop their retreat and reach a balance point with the magic sword.

But this is not a long-term solution.

The magic sword seems to have inexhaustible power, and even if it persists like this for a month, it will not lose the slightest strength.

But she and Huangli are different, their endurance is limited.

Once they reach a critical point, their spiritual power cannot keep up with the consumption, and there will be signs of defeat.

The wind and rain are delicate and quickly turn their heads, thinking about how to fight back.

Of course, the worst result is that the two of them can't hold on and temporarily hide in the Xuan Yu Bead.

With the passage of time, Feng Yunxi clearly felt that the spiritual power of himself and Huang Li gradually began to be exhausted, and there was a faint tendency to be irresistible.

Mochi, who was watching the battle from the sidelines, saw this scene and looked at Mu Yichen, "Master, we ......"

Mu Yichen raised his hand to stop it, looking at Feng Yunxi's eyes full of trust, but also revealing worry, "Wait and see." ”

Wait, Xi'er hasn't reached the tipping point yet.

Since it is an experience, then it is necessary to break through the limits of the individual.

Now is not the time.

"Yes." The inkwell had no choice but to continue to stand in the distance.

Seeing that there were slight cracks in the protective cover, it was about to burst, and Feng Yunxi couldn't care about it so much.

She used the master-servant contract to forcibly take Huangli back into her mind in an instant.

The phoenix glass disappeared, and the protective cover immediately dissipated.

The magic sword that was ready to attack instantly attacked towards Feng Yunxi.

Feng Yunxi's eyes were sharp, and she calculated the time accurately, and just one second before the magic sword was about to stab her, she returned to the Xuanyu Bead.

The magic sword couldn't retract its momentum, and rushed straight towards an ancient tree behind Feng Yunxi, and slammed it into the tree.

And Feng Yunxi entered Xuan Yuzhu, and she didn't have time to choose a place to appear, and she appeared directly on the edge of the medicine field, and everyone who was taking care of the medicine field was stunned.

Feng Yunxi didn't have time to explain, and Xuan Yuzhu appeared again in an instant.

At this time, the magic sword had been completely inserted into the ancient tree, and it was struggling to get out.

"Next!" Mu Yichen saw Feng Yunxi appear, and immediately threw his sword to Feng Yunxi.

Feng Yunxi took the saber, and the long sword came out of its sheath and burst out with a clear light, which was in stark contrast to the light of the magic sword.

Feng Yunxi held the hilt of the sword in his hand, poured the little spiritual power left in his body into the long sword, and swung this last sword towards the magic sword.

A strong wave of spiritual power slashed towards the magic sword with the sword.

The ancient tree was directly split in half, and the magic sword was also struck, making a clanging sound, and falling to the ground.

The magic sword fell to the ground, and a dark green mist rose in an instant, and the sword slave clutched his chest, the mask on his face was full of cracks, and he squatted on the ground holding the hilt of the sword.