The battle ahead showed a one-sided trend from the beginning, and although Feng Qingcheng tried his best to Zhou Xuan, he couldn't avoid their dense and strong offensive. Slowly, not only did he suffer heavy injuries all over his body, but even his physical strength began to be on the verge of overdraft. But she is still stubborn and stiff, but her thin back is straight and straight, like a majestic but incomparably beautiful mountain, so awe-inspiring, so reverberating.

She always had an indifferent smile on her face, and her floating temperament was like a fairy, wonderful, and she did not show the slightest panic because of her injury and the pressure she faced from the five masters.

Suddenly, the five major killers were centered on Feng Tilt City, scattered at an average of five points around. Such a rank can not only accurately aim at Feng Licheng to attack, but also control her freedom very well.

The five people jumped up, and the long five figures were above the sky.

With just a flick of the sword, the light purple and dark blue sword qi skyrocketed, and the strength was invincible. Suddenly, the wind rose suddenly, flying sand and rocks, and the purple bamboos everywhere trembled.

"Be careful—"

Nangong Ling and Ximen Che shouted at the same time.

The two wanted to come forward to help, but they were blocked by two Zixuan killers, and they were helpless.

Feng Chengcheng watched the five bloodthirsty sword qi attack him, and suddenly smiled. The smile is poignant.

Is it finally coming to an end?

Although she was unwilling, at least she tried her best to survive for a day!

Isn't it?

Feng Chengcheng closed his eyes lightly, and his lonely figure was shaky.

At this moment, the whole world suddenly fell silent.

"Who dares to bully Yingbao, Xiao Jiu wants your life!"

In the sky, a thunderous roar suddenly erupted. Mixed with the childish voice, it has a blasting power that cannot be ignored.

Feng Chengcheng was the first to feel a kind of warmth wrapped all over his body, and then in the next second, the warm breath on his skin increased, with a pungent fishy greasy.

Little Nine ......

Is it Xiao Jiu?

How could it be......

Feng Qingcheng suddenly opened his eyes and saw a snow-white behemoth standing in front of her, ten meters tall. Nine graceful tails shimmered in the black night sky as if by magic, swaying and fluttering wildly.

It's a nine-tailed snow fox!

Don't......

Feng Chengcheng's eyes could not hide his surprise.