The March Divine Soul was tragically attacked by the Demon Sound, and it was not easy to endure it until now.

Soon after escaping into the sky, March's speed became slower and slower, and finally because of the prohibition of the Phantom Star Secret Realm, he could not continue to fly, so he had no choice but to fall into the snow, his left arm was pierced through two holes, and he was a blood mark step by step in the snow.

When fleeing, March's heart was full of resentment, this time it was An Panxi, three years ago, it was also An Panxi who returned to Yue Wang City with the piano of weaving dreams, and now it was An Panxi who single-handedly planned all this.

This woman, must not stay?

The current situation is very complicated, Ni Yunshang was captured, and Gou Zheng was so obsessed with Ni Yunsheng's beauty, once it fell into his hands, the consequences were unimaginable.

Now, the only thing March can do is to recover as soon as possible, so that he can find An Panxi's whereabouts.

In order to repay Daozi Guan Shi's kindness, he had already handed over all the essence of heaven and earth spiritual liquid to him, but fortunately, in the wine shop before, March had configured a lot of exquisite elixirs.

After taking a bottle, March suddenly felt that his soul had recovered a little, and then, March smeared the potion on his left arm, using his own strong cultivation, the wound on his left arm was healing little by little.

However, the good times were short-lived, and a figure appeared directly in front of March.

This is a middle-aged man, with his back to March, holding a sword on his chest, not moving, judging by the clothes he is wearing, March immediately recognizes that this is a member of the Sioux tribe.

It seems that today's luck is very bad, and then I am down, and then bad things follow.

The middle-aged man turned around slowly, his face expressionless, but the killing intent on his body was extremely fierce. Su Changting said indifferently: "Before you killed the leader of the younger generation of my Su clan, I have been looking for you, just to slash you, a half-demon." After such a long search, I finally found you. ”

Su Changting, who used to be the Tianjiao of the younger generation of the Su people, later crossed the Three Palaces Tribulation, because of an accidental failure, and has not entered the country so far.

However, because Su Changting found the opportunity, he didn't go to meet the clansmen, and he never thought of killing a genius named Yuanchen halfway and killing several geniuses in the clan.

Su Changting felt remorseful, so he searched for Yuanchen so far, and finally let him find it.

March pondered for a moment, stared at Su Changting and said, "Do you think you can kill me?"

"Even if you're not hurt, I'll kill you. Although you have been in the limelight for the past two years, you have no chance of surviving under my sword. Su Changting was still expressionless, he didn't seem to have any shelf, but it was just a killing intent that no one dared to underestimate.

Several sword cultivators from the Purple Cloud Immortal Sect finally caught up, each holding a sword, and they approached step by step.

March didn't look back, his eyes stared at Su Changting for a moment, the situation was getting worse and worse, the spirit was already very weak, facing a Su Changting, it was enough for himself, and a few more sword cultivators, this battle might be hanging.

Now, March could only pray in his heart that the shadow would wake up, otherwise he would die tragically under Su Changting's sword nine times out of ten.

Unable to allow March to have any time to think, Su Changting thundered out, and a sword came out, causing thunder, mixed with this blazing flame aura, and slashed in an instant.

March was suddenly shocked, such a terrifying sword, Su Changting's sword path was more than one grade higher than his own sword path.

In the face of this sword, March had a feeling of having nothing to hide, as if the poisonous snake and beast he was facing would be devoured the next moment.

Several sword cultivators from the Purple Cloud Immortal Sect looked horrified, they knew that Su Changting was ordered to protect the geniuses in the clan, and they had heard that Su Changting's sword talent was extremely amazing, and when they saw it today, they really deserved their reputation.

March sacrificed the folding fan, tried his best to activate the magic weapon, and spread a powerful light, blocking Su Changting's sword with domineering power.

It's just that the thing that surprised March was behind, Su Changting's sword was like thunder, and despite most of the power blocked by the magic weapon, there was still an amazing sword light that broke through the air.

Burst!

A bloody wound was split on March's left shoulder, Sen Ran's white bones were broken, and blood splattered unstoppably. Suffering such a blow, March's face turned sharply pale, blood flowed from the corners of his mouth, and he almost collapsed in the snow.

Enduring the severe pain, March tried her best not to fall, and kept summoning a shadow in her heart, hoping that it would wake up at this time.

Su Changting shook his head slowly, and said, "You are too weak to be injured at all! Now, become the soul of my sword!"

After finishing speaking, Su Changting took out another sword, triggering the wind and thunder, and in an instant, there was only a sword like thunder left on the ground, breaking through the air.

Like the cold eyes of the god of death, a sense of panic quickly filled March's heart.

At this moment, a red ray fell sideways like a comet, directly shattering Su Changting's sword.

Under the surprised gaze of several people, a red figure floated down, and at first glance, it was a fairy who fell into the red dust, giving people a noble atmosphere that could be seen but not unattainable.

The heir of the Tianshan Mountains, the Red Lotus, has finally appeared!

Su Changting was unwavering, and said straightforwardly: "I have long heard that the red lotus is in the world, and no one dares to stop the major immortal gates in Kyushu, and you can enter and exit freely. He looked at the red lotus carefully, and the sword in his hand couldn't help but be tighter, and then said: "It's just that the demon book in your hand was taken away, and without the demon book, you can't go anywhere, just like the phoenix that has lost its wings, and it's just a pheasant, since you choose to be my enemy today, I will use the sword in my hand to pull out all the feathers on your body." ”

When several sword cultivators of the Purple Cloud Immortal Sect saw the Red Lotus, they were suddenly shocked in their hearts, and then, they sneered in their hearts, Su Changting's sword dao attainments are very strong, and the Red Lotus is still the peak of the dragon transformation now, and it is impossible for a dragon powerhouse to defeat a king of Liangyi.

Honglian just glanced at March, her cold eyes moved from a few sword cultivators to Su Changting, and said indifferently: "I don't know if your sword is powerful, or if my Tianfeng Fire is powerful, don't be roasted into charcoal by me when the time comes." ”

Rao is no matter how powerful Su Changting is, he doesn't dare to underestimate the natal fire of the red lotus, after all, it is the pure fire of the heavenly phoenix.

The atmosphere in the stadium suddenly became extremely serious!

In the snow, another young man walked with a quaint sword box on his back, walking step by step from the horizon, and an old dog behind him.

The person who comes is naturally unintentional.

Wuxin walked in front of March, faced a few sword cultivators, and said seriously: "I'll buy you time, although I have just been promoted to the Dragon Transformation Secret Realm, but if I work hard, I will definitely be able to block their swords for you, you can heal your injuries with peace of mind, I am enough behind you." ”

The old dog wagged his tail and cocked it up slightly, as if he was facing a great enemy, and barked twice at a few sword cultivators.

Wuxin smiled, touched the dog's head, and whispered, "Thank you, old man." ”