The famous Lower Ninth Rank Building Sect Master all appeared, and those people were even more shocked by the momentum on his body. Dumbfounded, he watched as he approached the tear mole that had fallen to the ground.

【Huai Xuan】

"Don't be afraid."

Huai Xuan squatted down, leaned her head on her arms with her hand, and said to her softly and softly. There is pity in the eyes that others can't see.

Tear Mole coughed and vomited a mouthful of blood, glanced at him, struggling not to let him touch her. Now, when he came like this, I am afraid that he has also fallen into the trap of that Yunji.

Looking at the two people in front of him, Yunji's eyes were about to erupt with fire. I don't believe that you alone can withstand so many of us?

【Yunji】

"Kill."

With a clear and cruel command, everyone drew their swords and rushed towards Huai Fei together.

Huai Xuan gently put down the tear mole, his eyes changed suddenly, he stood up, and with a wave of his sleeves, many dead soldiers fell to the ground and vomited blood.

【Huai Xuan】

"Are you the pavilion master of the Ninth Stream Gate who is my lower sect dead?"

The cold words made Yunji feel a little retreating in his heart, and he pretended to be calm:

【Yunji】

"In the last battle, your injuries weren't healed!"

【Huai Xuan】

"Just try it."

After speaking, Huai Xuan's sleeves waved, the blade suddenly turned, slashed horizontally, stabbed vertically, faster and faster, the big knife made a whirring sound, and suddenly he grabbed a flaw, put the knife vertically, stretched his arm, and the knife stabbed straight through.

Right in the middle of the door, Yan Sheng opened his eyes wide and lowered his head to look at the sword pierced in his chest, in disbelief.

【Yan Sheng】

"How could it be ......?"

Before he finished speaking, a mouthful of blood spurted out of his mouth, and at the last glance, he looked at Chang Gu not far away, and then, his body fell.

【Yunji】

"You!"

Yunji didn't expect that Huai Xuan's blade would turn around and turn to Yan Sheng next to him. Seeing his tragic death, Yunji felt a trace of fear in his heart.

【Yunji】

"The rest of the dead soldiers obey the order and kill Huaixuan!"

Yunji roared loudly, he was already ready to defend, it was a big deal to die together!

The cold light on the tip of the spear was like ice and snow, emitting a flash of light. Yunji suddenly woke up, only to feel that an extremely fierce wind was rushing towards his face, and a powerful and difficult to defend force attacked.

For some reason, a huge force suddenly erupted around Huai Xuan's body, using his fingers as a sword, and Yun Ji was hit by his internal force and flew down to the wall, and the dead soldiers around him were already dead.

There was a sudden silence on this floor, and Yun Ji still had a breath left, struggling on the ground.

Huai Fei instantly knelt on one knee, holding a sword in one hand, and blood gradually flowed out of his mouth. Huai Fei frowned, closed his eyes, and seemed to use a lot of strength to swallow the blood back into his stomach.

The tear mole, who was already in hazy consciousness, wanted to reach out and touch him, but found that Yunji behind him suddenly twisted his fingers, and a silver needle flew over.

【Tear mole】

"Be careful......

The weak voice made Huai Fei open his eyes slightly, and at the last moment, Huai Fei didn't reply, and the sword flew out, piercing Yun Ji's throat, bleeding to death.

But the silver needle pierced Huai Xuan's back, and the tear mole tried hard to cheer up, but gradually fell into a blur, and finally it was dark.

In the dark, Tear Mole walks alone and there is always a voice ringing in her head.

【-】

"You can't help me with anything, get out!"

A girl's voice, cold and unforgiving, as if from ancient times, reverberates.

【-】

"No ......"