Dozens of miles away from Montenegro in the sky above a wasteland, a black wolf was flying with a young man on his back, the black wolf's body was full of hideous wounds, the supple black hair was glued into pieces, and the young man on his back was also covered in blood and unconscious.

These two are Yeyang and Yexiao, half a month has passed since the battle with the Shangguan family, when Yeyang used the ninth style of Kaishan Fist to hit Shangguan Xuanwu at a critical moment, he was also exhausted, seriously injured and unconscious, and he has not woken up yet.

At that time, Ye Xiao saw that the army of the Holy Sword Sect had arrived, and hurriedly fled with Yeyang, preparing to take him back to the underground palace of the Pure Altar, but encountered various interceptions, and was attacked by the Holy Sword Sect along the way.

But due to the huge size, he has never gotten rid of the chasing soldiers behind, and after three difficult bloody battles, he came here, which is close to the territory of the demon clan, and it stands to reason that the enemy will know the difficulties and retreat, but the Holy Sword Sect does not relent, I don't know what medicine I took wrong, and I vow not to give up until the two of them are chased.

Ye Xiao suppressed the injury, and worked hard, as long as he entered the range of Montenegro, all the difficulties would be solved, but the pursuers in the rear did not seem to intend to give him a chance, and they added troops this morning, and they were extremely powerful.

Rolling yellow sand flew all over the sky, and a figure appeared behind Ye Xiao, quickly catching up with him, a golden holy sword in his hand burst out with brilliant light, and a sword light suddenly appeared, slashing towards Ye Xiao.

Nightscream vibrated its black wings at great speed, and narrowly avoided the attack with one turn, but the figure took the opportunity to overtake him and blocked in front of him, and then, with a few more swishes, several other people also chased after him from behind, scattering in all directions, surrounding Nightscream in the center.

There were only four people from the other party, but no one dared to underestimate them, because they were all God Kings of the Chongmai Realm, and their cultivation strength was not low, and the two middle levels of the Chongmai Realm were the Great Elder and the Second Elder of the Holy Sword Sect.

Two high-level Chong Pulse Realm, one of them is the deputy sect master of the Holy Sword Sect, it stands to reason that everyone should be the first to look forward to him, but the leader is another high-level youth, this young man is the Sealing Sword who has dealt with Yeyang.

At the beginning in the Spirit Devouring Swamp, Feng Jian was cut off by Langya's halberd, and was chased and killed by Yeyang for a month, almost died, and after a few years, he turned humiliation into motivation, carried out a crazy retreat, and took several elixirs to improve his cultivation one after another.

Not long ago, he came out of the customs, and the cultivation of the sealed sword was promoted to the high level of the Chong Pulse Realm, and he vowed to seek revenge on Yeyang, and he was ashamed of it, and when he heard his news a few days ago, he came all the way to come, and only arrived this morning, and began to hunt down Ye Xiao.

Although he was a little disappointed that Yeyang was unconscious and couldn't fight it out, he didn't give up his determination to kill Yeyang and Yexiao, and Yeyang still had that mysterious treasure on his body, which gave him another reason to kill both.

Several people surrounded Ye Xiao, but they didn't choose to do it directly, the deputy sect master looked at the sealed sword, showing an inquiring attitude, the young man in front of him was talented, he was the proud disciple of the sect master Jian Jingyun, or the only son of the Beifeng Gate master Feng Wanli, and he would definitely be the leader of the Beifeng Realm God Clan in the future.

What's more, now Feng Jian already has a cultivation on an equal footing with him, and his combat power is extraordinary, even if he joins forces with another high-level deputy sect master, he can only barely fight with Feng Jian, and at this time, Feng Jian is already the strongest in the Holy Sword Sect except for the ancestor and the sect master.

Feng Jian didn't say much nonsense, and directly started a powerful attack, the only remaining hand held the golden holy sword tightly, Shenyuan operated, a huge sword storm suddenly formed, seeing him make a move, the other three also launched attacks, all kinds of powerful means were used one after another, and they went towards the night howl in the middle.

"Woo ......" night howls vibrated their wings, soaring in the air, with a long roar in the sky, opening the bloodline wild, and the breath quickly increased, and soon grew to the fourth grade high level.

"Roar!" Then his blood-red eyes looked at the men, and a loud shrill roar came out of his throat, and the billowing sound waves turned into a hurricane, sweeping up a large expanse of wild sand, and struck them head-on.

The blade storm mixed with all kinds of powerful attacks, and collided with the roaring sound wave, setting off a huge pillar of wind, and the two energies overflowed, dissipating and devouring each other, and finally everything was calm, and everything vanished.

The night howl was low, and he took the opportunity to spit out a puff of smoke, turning into a swamp formed by a black mist, covering a radius of thousands of feet, enveloping everyone in the Holy Sword Sect.

He screamed in surprise, turned around and was about to flap his wings and leave, but the black mist swamp suddenly rolled up, all kinds of energy surging, especially a golden wave, fiercely slapping the black fog around him, forcefully breaking a huge hole, and the four people soared out of the swamp, fighting with Night Howling again.

Ye Xiao's strength is very strong, especially after opening the bloodline wild, after being promoted to the fourth rank of the high level, it is much stronger than Ye Yang, and it is not much worse than the old monster at the peak of the Chong Pulse Realm, but it is a pity that he was seriously injured at this time, and the sleepless escape for half a month made him consume too much, and his strength was less than fifty percent.

Facing the joint efforts of the four major Chongmai Realm God Kings, he was naturally at a disadvantage, especially the Golden Holy Sword in Feng Jian's hand, which could easily break through his hard fur every time, making him feel the threat of death.

After two hours of hard fighting, he unleashed Roaring Sonic Waves, Black Mist Swamps, and Eight Claws one after another, and forcibly turned on two bloodline wilds, and was always on guard to resist various attacks from his opponent.

Night Howling really ran out of oil, more and more injuries on his body, a large amount of blood surged uncontrollably, the speed became slower and slower, and the attack gradually became weaker, and under the continuous attacks of the four people, it was full of dangers.

Finally, after holding on for another quarter of an hour, Ye Xiao was hit by the Hundred Dao Flying Swords that sealed the sword, and the two long swords condensed by the Divine Yuan pierced through the body, and his breath was dying in a pool of blood, and he was gasping weakly.

Seeing Feng Jian and a few people approaching, he wanted to get up and resist the counterattack, but he struggled for a long time, but he still couldn't stand up, and he fell weakly, and Yeyang, who had been carrying it, also slipped off his back and fell to the ground.

His head hit the hard ground, Yeyang's blurred consciousness was slightly awakened by the pain, and he opened his eyes that had been closed for half a month, but his eyelids were heavy, and they were only cracked, but even this tiny trace was enough, at least he saw the situation clearly: "It's still ...... Didn't you leave?"

"Little wolf, I'm sorry to bother you. Yeyang sighed faintly in his heart, raised his hand with difficulty, and put it on Yexiao's body, his consciousness became blurred again, and the world gradually turned gray.

But before it became completely dark, he saw a girl in a trance, walking towards this side with brisk steps, he smiled lightly: "I didn't expect to see you before I died, Mu Yao, see you in the next life." ”

Yeyang closed his eyes and fell into a coma with Yexiao, no longer caring about the noise of the world, but the faces of the few people who were beaming with joy quickly became solemn, because they also saw that a girl was walking towards here.

"Jingle bell, jingle bell......" The girl is slender and slender, wearing a pink skirt, long black and silky hair, most of which are tied by white bands, blown behind her, and left two strands of green silk in her ears.

There is a peach blossom hosta in the long hair, two strings of jade leaves hanging on the delicate earlobes, a white long silk wrapped around the waist, a pair of silver gauze gloves on the slender jade hands, the snow-white jade feet are naked, and two white bells are tied to the ankles.

The girl's skin is whiter than that of a baby, her facial features are small and delicate, as if they are naturally carved, and her moon eyebrows and fox eyes are matched on the face of the melon seeds, with a smile and a smile, all with a touch of charm.

Under the slender jade neck is a delicate collarbone, under the collarbone is a full chest, one more point is too fat, one point less is too thin, the bottom is a small waist with a hand, and the snow-white calves are exposed under the skirt, this beauty is difficult to describe in words.

But at this time, the few people who sealed the sword did not have the slightest intention of appreciation, but their faces were full of horror, this beautiful and incomprehensible girl seemed to appear out of thin air, and the sense of danger on her body made everyone who saw her creepy.

Although she was greatly oppressed, seeing that no one was next to her and walked towards the night sun, Feng Jian still frowned, and said unkindly: "This girl, this is our matter of the Protoss, please don't interfere." ”

"Oh?" the girl stopped, looked at Feng Jian with a smile, her voice was crisp and ethereal, and asked with a serious face, "Why?"

Feng Jian's words were sluggish, and he didn't know how to answer for a while, and the smile on the girl's face disappeared, and she said in a cold tone: "This girl's father-in-law, I can't even afford to fight, what are you!"

A light reprimand came out, and the girl didn't take any action, just quietly waved her hand to put away Ye Xiao's huge body, and put the bloody Ye Yang on her jade back, and left the battlefield leisurely, and Feng Jian didn't say a word from beginning to end.

It wasn't until the girl left and the invisible oppression disappeared that the Holy Sword Sect breathed a sigh of relief, sweating profusely, as if she had collapsed, and the deputy sect master had a look of fear on her face: "Young Sect Master, that woman doesn't look simple, what should we do now?"

But Feng Jian didn't say a word, he stood in place sluggishly, his mouth wide open, his face was full of fear, and the deputy sect master shouted several times, but he didn't react at all.

Several people were surprised, thinking that Feng Jian was being scared stupid, and they were secretly amused, but then, they opened their eyes one by one and looked at the scene in front of them in horror.

A gust of wind blew, and the body of the sealed sword spread out like sand, and with the strong wind, it drifted away and became a part of the wasteland, and the golden holy sword in his hand also fell to the ground, trembling constantly, and cracked into pieces with a click......