Lie Yin endured the severe pain, struggled up from the ground, his face was ruthless, and he directly pulled out the sharp arrow, and the blood shot everywhere. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 I saw that his pale face was full of gloom, and he glanced at Miao Tingxuan deeply, as if he wanted to keep him in his heart.

Miao Tingxuan was not hiding, he walked generously to An Zechen's side, bowed his head and wiped the bow and crossbow. He couldn't put down this crossbow, and it was very different from the previous attack on the Manhaz Hotel. The bow was encased in an unknown metal and shimmered with a bright golden edge.

The same goes for bows and arrows, arrows are so sharp that they break their hair!

"Pay attention to Xuanzhu, I'll kill him!" An Zechen explained coldly, a little under his feet, his body was like a big eagle, his eyes were like eagle eyes, and he jumped high.

Lie Yin was shocked, he finally realized that he was afraid, this feeling had not appeared in a long time. For the first time, he felt that death was so close, but it didn't seem so easy to kill him. The four pavilions are not as powerful as the Soul Palace, they are huge, and they are also very ambitious, which is intricate, and it cannot be explained in a few words.

Every force cherishes its wings, how can it be possible to watch these young ladies die unexpectedly?

The reason why Lieyang died in Kyoto is only because Lieyin plays an inglorious role in it, after all, it is a brother digging a wall, and it is impossible to prevent it!

An Zechen waved the dagger, his face was red and bruised, and the corners of his mouth unconsciously hooked up a smile, as if the next moment, the scorching yin would be in his hands, and the human head would be separated. It's a pity that this is just his reverie, how could a person who is so gloomy as a poisonous snake easily put himself in a desperate situation?

The current state is enough to exceed his expectations.

"Vertical Zier dare!" Really... An icy burst of shouts exploded in An Zechen's ears, and a blue-clothed figure was like a god descending from the earth, blocking between the two. With a slight wave of his hand, a storm set off, directly sending An Zechen flying.

An Zechen flew out upside down, his back even more close to the ground, and smashed into the grass. There was an instant silence around him, and he couldn't help but gasp as he looked at the deep scratch left on the ground. With a wave of his hand, An Zechen was suppressed, this strength...

"Yes, it's good to have a backstage, and the old ones come out of the small ones."

"Isn't it, there's a good show to watch now!"

"Be quiet, I heard that the people in this Star Pavilion are not easy to mess with, and after the reshuffle five years ago, it has become even more terrifying."

The muttering sound continued to sound, and the blue-clothed figure swept over everyone with a gloomy face, and was even more angry when he looked at the tragic state of the scorching yin. The man was about forty-five years old, and compared to the feminine face of the fierce yin, the man was quite upright.

The man in blue was named Agni, and he was also an elder in the Pavilion of Stars.

Lin Xuan and the others were anxious, and the faces of the three of them changed slightly when they saw this, and they no longer coped with it, but began to fight with real knives and guns. Miao Tingxuan was shocked in his heart, and ran directly to An Zechen's location without thinking, only to see that the latter's breath was weak, and his back was even more bloody and blurry.

"You're really late enough, if you slow down a little longer, you will probably have to take this kid's body back." Compared with everyone's shock, Elder Shi was much more calm, and his light tone seemed to care about Lie Yin, but in fact, compared to An Zechen and the others present, he also hoped that Lie Yin would die in this battle.

That's why, seeing that Lie Yin is in danger, he chooses to turn a blind eye.

"It's better to care more about Xuanzhu, I think he is not lightly injured!" Agni frowned slightly, and snorted coldly. Instead, he lowered his head and pressed one hand on the shoulder of Lie Yin, and a stream of blue qi in his hand slowly entered the latter's body, and within a moment, there was no more blood flowing out of the pierced chest.

The two sneered, and there was deep jealousy in their eyes, after all, there was only one dzi, and there were countless snatchers.

In vain, the mutation was sudden.

There seemed to be a coercion in the dark night, and the people were breathless. Agni Fire and Elder Shi glanced at each other, both with solemn meanings, and the three of them even stopped the moves in their hands and stood behind Xuanzhu, their brows furrowed tightly.

"Your claws are really long, so you don't care about the face of the juniors, and it's a curse to keep them." The voice is very flat, but there is no trace of emotion, and the faint killing intent makes people shudder.

The white clothes are like snow, and the figure is like teleportation, and he was still in the tomb one moment ago, and he appeared in front of everyone in the next moment. Lord Xuan stood with his hands in his hands, and the breath on his body was convincing, but at the same time, it made people unable to resist.

He was standing there, but it made people feel like a mountain was looking up, which was very weird.

"White... You... How did you end up here? Agni exclaimed with fear on his face.

Elder Shi was even more as if he had seen some terrifying existence, and couldn't help but take a step back and point at Lord Xuan, "Impossible, haven't you already... Wasn't you dead twenty-five years ago? ”

The handsome face has always been dressed in white, not stained with dust, and does not ask about mundane things. The face is as cold as frost, as if it has never changed because of anything, and Xia Mi is his only reverse scale, he is the white cloth, an existence that made the Sifang Pavilion frightened twenty-five years ago.

"Isn't that weird?" Bai Yi said indifferently, "Are you cutting yourself off, or do you want me to do it?" ”

The faint voice and tone, surprisingly, no one thought that Bai Yi was exaggerating, but took it for granted. On the empty flat ground, everyone was silent! Agni Fire and Elder Shi, who were still competing with each other a moment ago, suddenly had a feeling of being connected to each other.

The two glanced at each other, Agni Huo endured his fear, hardened his head, and said with a smile: "Baiyi, in the past twenty-five years, we have been making continuous progress, do you think you have settled us?" ”

"What do you think about this matter, we can get out of here?" Elder Shi also smiled, but his posture was obviously much lower.

At this time, without waiting for Bai Yi to respond, there was suddenly another burst of cheers.

It turned out that the battle between the boy, Shen He and the three of them had also come to an end, and the slave was covered in blood, and his left hand was cut off at the shoulder. Although Shen He was too much, blood was spilling from the corners of his mouth, and his breath was also very low, obviously he was also seriously injured.

In the sandwich between the two, one person was seriously injured and one person was seriously injured, which shows how strong the boy's strength is. I saw that his immature face was full of anger, his right hand was holding a pitch-black long sword, and blood was constantly flowing from his arm.

"Sir!" The boy bowed his head, stood behind the white coat, and shouted respectfully.

Elder Agni and Shi turned as black as ink, while the white clothes smiled and said, "Do you think you can leave safely under such circumstances?" (To be continued.) )