"Ling'er, wait for me." In the sky above the bamboo forest, Jun Yichen was like a meteor catching the moon, heading straight to the southeast.

With Ling'er's ability, it is barely possible to deal with the Seventeen Flames of Absolute Flame, but if there are more people from the Ghost Sect involved, the consequences will be unimaginable.

The formation of the ghost sect is still feared by the world, he is not afraid, but Ling'er she doesn't know the formation at all, if they lay a formation siege, and then attack with external forces, Ling'er will be in a weak position, and will be injured because of it.

"Ling'er..." Jun Yichen's thin lips were tightly pursed, and his heart had begun to pound irregularly, since he was a child, he had never been so scared as he was today, he was so afraid that he was flustered and frightened.

At this moment, in the Fan You array.

The white silk in Xiao Ling's hand turned red, a faint red light swayed back and forth on the white silk, the blood from the wrist wound had coagulated, and the wound on the shoulder had turned black, a large purple palm print on the chest was clearly visible, and the two-inch wound on the neck was getting bigger and bigger, and it was also as black as ink.

With a pale little face and a stubborn expression, he coldly raised his eyes and glanced at the surrounding smoke barrier, but the corners of his mouth hooked up an unpredictable smile, his two wrists quickly turned, the colorful bells jingled, and the mouth silently chanted the incantation at the same time, and the cold wind of hunting all over her body blew her bloody tulle and messy green silk.

"Tsk~ Look! It's all five poisonous fires, and she's so desperate luck, and she's a stubborn woman who isn't afraid of death. ”

"Wrong, correct it, it's a martyr."

"She looks beautiful and unparalleled, but she is a little stupid, doesn't she know that the more luck she has, the faster the poison will attack?"

"Uh~ Seems to be the situation... Something isn't quite right. ”

"What's the situation?"

The Seventeen Flames of 'Watching the Fire from the Other Shore' couldn't help but start to speak again.

As soon as the incantation in Xiao Ling's mouth was recited, the red silk flowing red suddenly floated straight up, and the white feathers that were as transparent as ice flew out of the edge of the silk in an orderly manner.

"Ahh Yes! A uniform scream rang out.

"Bang! Bang! When! Then came the sound of a human body falling to the ground and a weapon falling.

With both hands waving the red silk to the left and right, a burst of Xiao Feng with a cold aura swept the smoke around her, and in the blink of an eye, the smoke barrier that blocked her vision disappeared without a trace in an instant.

The smoke faded, and the things and people on the periphery fell into Xiao Ling's eyes, and a trace of indifference flashed in his eyes, but it was very quiet, "It's your turn!" ”

"This, this, how can it be ······?" There was tremor in the voice of the tsundere who was neither male nor female.

On the periphery, in addition to a dozen masked black-clothed people standing far away, there were the corpses of people with bows and arrows lying within three zhang of the surroundings, and dozens of cold feathers in each body were still piercing the heart.

Catching a glimpse of the surprise and disbelief in their eyes, Xiao Ling's red lips hooked slightly, and he asked back, "Are you so stupid that you don't even know it?" ”

"Silkworm Feather Aya!" I saw a woman in black in front of me take a step forward, and a pair of phoenix eyes showed a hint of sharpness.

"It was, it wasn't." Xiao Ling's smile was quite meaningful, under their vigilant and defensive eyes, their hands quickly waved the red silk, the red light on the edge of the silk surged, and the two red silks, which were as thin as pieces of paper, suddenly split into two, two and four, until they were divided into eight, and the sixteen red silk seemed to have a spirit swimming in the direction where the seventeen evils were.

"Damn! Also、Can you still use it like this?? ”

"She's going to go against the sky?"

"Boss, what should I do?"

"Collective luck resisted, she was injured, and she was poisoned, and she couldn't last long."

Xiao Ling's smile was even more kind, "Then try it." ”

Sixteen scattered red silk threads pierced through their proud Fan You's array without any obstacles, striking straight at their fragile necks.

"Bang!" Seventeen people joined forces against sixteen red silks, two by two, a visible Xuan force formed a circle, the more it spiraled, the bigger it became, and the two sides were in a stalemate.

"Whew! Boss, where did she get such a strong internal force? Our seventeen combined forces also had the upper hand. ”

"How does the old lady know! You give me attention! ”

"Does she have it in her hands..."

"If you are long-winded, be careful that I cut you!"

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Although Xiao Ling has the upper hand, only she knows that at this moment, she has little internal strength left, the blood in her body is constantly flowing backwards, her heart is beating slower and slower, her eyes are blurry, she can't see their expressions clearly, she can't hear them talking, she can only hold on.

Exhausting the last remaining strength, she sent Aya forward, and a mouthful of fishy sweetness surged up her throat, but she was fiercely suppressed, and she couldn't let them see the flaws, even if they didn't cut them under the aya blade, they still had a chance to beat them away.

However, the plan was beautiful, but the truth was cruel, just as the Seventeen Flames were about to give up the confrontation and quickly escape, an old voice came from far and near, like a ghost, "Little girl, are you quite capable?" actually broke the old man's Fan Youheng, interesting, haha...... Interesting! ”

However, Xiao Ling's consciousness had begun to rejuvenate, and his five senses were closed, and he didn't know that there was danger attacking him.

"Poof!!" The shoulders that had just coagulated the blood were hit hard by a strong internal force, and the whole person flew backwards, breaking five or six rows of bamboo in succession, and then falling heavily to the ground, and then rolling down to ten meters away before stopping.

Xiao Lingqi was lying on the ground like a gossamer, blood was constantly flowing from the corners of his mouth, and it was harder and harder to breathe every time, looking at the people walking slowly in front of him through the messy black hair, to be exact, a figure.

With the pain of the whole body like ice, a wave of sleepiness struck, my mind went blank, and finally I closed my eyes and fainted.

And after she passed out, the red silk in her hand faded into snow-white soft yarn, and then quickly retracted into the multicolored bell on her wrist with a speed that was smacking.

"This baby is good, you can play with the old man's apprentice." Looking condescendingly at the bell on Xiao Ling's wrist, the white-haired old man had a satisfied smile on his face.

After speaking, he bent down and reached out to take it, and just as his fingers were about to touch the bell, a burst of sword light flashed rapidly, "Ah!! ”

The old man was just about to fly away from it, but he was still a step too slow, and the hand that was stretched out and not withdrawn was forcibly cut off by a sword.

In the midst of his breath, distracted by the pain, two more domineering sword rays slashed through his neck and waist.

"Hmm..." After a muffled snort, the old man repeated the posture of Xiao Ling flying upside down just now, doubled the broken bamboo, and smashed it in front of the Seventeen Flames in three sections.