Wu Xie saw that Zhang Qilin was in danger and didn't know it, and wanted to force his way out, but now that Zhang Tampon was present, it was inconvenient for him to make a move, frowning, and staring at Zhang Qilin on the field.

The gloomy environment, the plummeting temperature, although Zhang Qilin is not familiar with this way, but he probably understands, it is probably a thing summoned by Situ Lu, the kind of indiscriminate attack that does not distinguish between the enemy and me, otherwise he would not have put a charm on himself in order to protect himself, and the charm is very ugly, he stood in the center of the field, and people who didn't know this way saw him, if the funny image was spread on the Internet, it would definitely be a grandstanding.

With a black shadow and red eyes, a figure that can't be caught at all, Zhang Qilin can be sure that this is not a ghost in the Chinese sense, but how can this thing defeat him?

Brushing and brushing, Zhang Qilin waved the black gold knife, although it was just an ordinary move, but he also had a little stance, but how could his ordinary attack have a killing effect on such a completely disembodied thing? It's impossible to think on your toes, and Wu Xie just simply let him see the Zhang family's knife technique, and he didn't even practice it himself.

Wu Xie watched Zhang Qilin swing and slash indiscriminately, his exhalation was a little unsmooth, his clenched fists were released and clenched, and while he kept adjusting his breathing, his brain was also rapidly spinning the way to deal with it.

Situ Lu hid in the shadows, hiding his figure, holding a knife in his hand and waiting for an opportunity.

Gradually, Zhang Qilin felt that his physical strength had been seriously consumed, and in the rapid and messy yin qi, even his breathing became unsmooth, and some phantoms appeared in front of him from time to time. Zhang Qilin seems to have some different scenes in front of him, is it an illusion? Has Situ Lu's demagogic thing taken effect? But those familiar scenes, the surging sensations in the blood, everything was so real, so far away from me.

Zhang Qilin directly inserted the black gold knife on the ground, feeling the rich yin qi around him, and a transparent shield reflecting the golden light wrapped Zhang Qilin in it, of course, all this must be seen by people in the industry, and only those who cultivate high can see it, which is also one of the effects of the legendary black gold knife to ward off evil spirits, and all evil will not invade.

"If they hadn't stopped me, would you have come to my rescue?" Familiar voices, different scenes, the same situation, Zhang Qilin was stunned, and two extremely similar people appeared in his field of vision.

One is Wu Xie, although the clothes and appearance are different, but that is Wu Xie, you can feel it without looking at him. The other was a tall young man, but Zhang Qilin couldn't see his face clearly no matter how hard he tried. But Zhang Qilin was furious.

Because Wu Xie was injured, that person didn't protect him well. The white satin still looked like the top materials and workmanship, but they were stained with Wu Xie's blood.

Why didn't he protect Wu Xie well, why did someone always stand up and find trouble with Wu Xie, obviously just like Wu Xie said, he just wanted to live quietly, not worry about food and clothing, and didn't want to hurt anyone.

A cold wind suddenly broke the yin qi around Zhang Qilin, Zhang Qilin's eyes shot a golden light, and a sword qi with Zhang Qilin's qi flew past Situ Lu.

A gloomy roar wailed, and black shadows dissipated into the air.