Time passed little by little, although Bai Xuan survived, but under such a serious injury, he used his twin souls, even if he dissolved the blood dragon and severely injured Geng Yun, he only had half a life left.

Look at Zi Yan who still doesn't know the situation in the distance.

Zi Yan's actions were obviously slower than before, he knew that Zi Yan needed to drag himself as much time as possible, and he, now, was wasting the time that Zi Yan had worked so hard for.

Geng Yun looked at Bai Xuan coldly, the blood stains on the corners of his mouth had condensed, in fact, even if he didn't care about Geng Yun, I was afraid that he wouldn't be able to hold on for long, but Geng Yun was Geng Yun after all, even if it was like this, he still endured it, he didn't want to die, he just didn't want to lose.

He must let Bai Xuan kill him with his own hands, as long as Bai Xuan pulls out his hand, for Geng Yun, he has already won.

But Bai Xuan, the most unaffordable thing now is time, even if Geng Yun is so weak now that he can't say a word, but Bai Xuan doesn't know how long he can last, and during this period, whether Zi Yan can still stop it, every second wasted, he and Zi Yan will be in more danger.

He understands the truth, but he just can't do it.

"There's really no way..."

Bai Xuan muttered in a voice so soft that only he could hear it.

He wanted to seek Yin Wanwu's help, but just after the blood dragon struck, in addition to Bai Xuan, Yin Wanwu was also trying his best to preserve Bai Xuan's body, presumably because of excessive consumption, but at this moment there was no reaction at all.

"Ahh

Bai Xuan roared wildly, with an earth-shattering sound.

Finally!

Bai Xuan still pulled out his hand knife!

Yu Qi was entangled with himself here, and let Zi Yan's danger go unattended, Bai Xuan finally made a choice.

Watching Bai Xuan's hand pull out of his body little by little, feeling the pain like tears all over his body, and the rapid spurting of blood, Geng Yun screamed and revealed the sneer of the victor.

And at the moment when Bai Xuan completely pulled out his hand, Geng Yun's whole person suddenly fell apart, collapsed on the ground and turned into a pool of blood.

This method of death is exactly the same as the previous emulsion.

Bai Xuan's roar and Geng Yun's scream attracted the attention of the Gray Sect's disciples.

They didn't expect that the right protector of the Gray Sect would lose to this stinky kid.

Looking at Bai Xuan, who was almost dying on the ground, the disciples of the Gray Sect made a great noise, and they were about to pay for Bai Xuan's blood debts, and they shouted for a while.

Groups of Gray Sect disciples flocked to Bai Xuan like a wave, Zi Yan tried her best to stop the Gray Sect disciples, and the more than ten Gray Sect disciples who were fighting fiercely in front of Zi Yan saw that the right protector had been defeated, and before they could turn around, Zi Yan's long whip had arrived.

The long whip shone with golden light, firmly buckled under everyone's feet, and with Zi Yan's coquettish sound, these more than ten Gray Sect disciples were like bunches of grapes, uprooted by Zi Yan's long whip and fell to the ground.

But after all, far water can't save near fire.

No matter how hard Zi Yan tried, it was impossible to trap hundreds of Gray Sect disciples at once.

Zi Yan can only change the normal, since she can't hold on, then she can only defend it, for Zi Yan of the Craftsman Soul Master, weapons are the key to her victory, but hundreds of weapons, the so-called one inch long and one inch strong, one inch short and one inch dangerous.

Zi Yan's long whip is like this, it is so strong that even many enemies dare not approach easily.

And the purple snake double sword is that inch of danger, but in the face of such a large number of enemies, the role of the double sword cannot be played very well.

But at this moment, Zi Yan ignored her own disadvantages and plunged into the pile of Gray Sect disciples who rushed towards Bai Xuan.

Zi Yan waved her long whip to separate the crowd, and then rushed towards it with an arrow step, and the purple snake twin swords were like two giant pythons growing on Zi Yan's body, helping her tear apart the Gray Sect disciples who were in the way.

can be outnumbered, no matter how strong Zi Yan is, no matter how fierce her soul skills are, it is almost impossible to have an advantage among more than 100 people in close combat.

Soul energy, soul energy, had to hit Zi Yan from all directions, Zi Yan endured the pain all over her body, and rushed towards Bai Xuan desperately.

In fact, at this time, Zi Yan is already exhausted, and with one enemy and one hundred, she has dragged Bai Xuan for more than an hour, and Zi Yan at this moment is completely persisting with willpower.

Bai Xuan, who was confused, was awakened by the louder and louder noise around him, and struggled to tilt his head that was hanging in a pool of blood,

"Ziyan..."

Look at the pretty figure standing in front of you.

The long whip danced, and the twin swords swept.

Covered in wounds.

The Gray Sect disciple who fell to the ground made Bai Xuan realize, what is cruelty?

In order to save herself, Zi Yan used her life to block the disciples of the Gray Sect.

What about the death of the Gray Sect disciple?

They are determined to avenge Geng Yun, and no matter who falls into whose hands, the fate will be the same.

Only the strong will survive.

But what kind of strong man is he now?

He can live because Zi Yan is a strong man.

Bai Xuan's tears mixed with blood flowed uncontrollably, and he swallowed a little saliva, but the smell of blood in his mouth almost made him vomit a mouthful of blood.

Bai Xuan gritted his teeth and stood up slightly, and the blood hole in his chest was glowing with a faint white light,

"Sir..."

Bai Xuan finally knew why he couldn't summon the Hidden Myriad, if it weren't for the Hidden Myriad, I was afraid that Bai Xuan wouldn't even be able to hold Geng Yun's blood dragon.

"Yes, I've always relied on someone else to live..."

A deep sense of powerlessness suddenly appeared in Bai Xuan's heart, but now, he wanted to put these childish thoughts behind him, and these boring self-blames would only become an obstacle to his progress at this time.

Bai Xuan exhausted all his strength,

"It's good, I can still feel the soul power..."

Bai Xuan muttered and slowly moved his hands.

I don't know how long it took, Zi Yan gasped, the sweat and blood all over her body were blended together, and the blood beads on her forehead crossed her beautiful face little by little.

"Oops!"

Just as the beads of blood crossed her eyes, Zi Yan suddenly felt dizzy in front of her, and her vision was deprived for a moment, and at this moment, seven or eight Gray Sect disciples jumped up and saw Zi Yan's rare flaws, which was a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity for them.

For Zi Yan, not being able to see is not the biggest problem, what is terrible is that she finds that her body has become uncoordinated and stiff, as if it will crumble at any moment.

"Damn, the limit..."

Zi Yan bit her lip and said resentfully in her heart.

Seeing that the disciples of the Gray Sect who jumped up were about to defeat Zi Yan's last line of defense.

At this moment, the surrounding air suddenly became very strange, and the Gray Sect disciples who jumped up were inexplicably frozen in the air, and the space began to distort.

No one knew what was going on, and these seven or eight Gray Sect disciples seemed to be caught in an invisible whirlpool, becoming distorted and painful.

Looking at this strange scene, Zi Yan actually felt a little familiar, and suddenly looked back and saw a person standing behind her.

Bai Xuan!

Zi Yan didn't know how Bai Xuan stood up after being so seriously injured, but she knew that Bai Xuan's strange soul technique was consuming life.

But she couldn't stop it, without Bai Xuan, they both had to die.

Bai Xuan, who was wearing a cloak, twisted his hands slightly, and the invisible whirlpool not only twisted the seven or eight Gray Sect disciples into powder, but also implicated the surrounding Gray Sect disciples.

Every time Bai Xuan took a step forward, the blood on his body fell to the ground, forming a pool of blood.

This sudden change was like a huge basin of cold water, which instantly extinguished the surging disciples of the Gray Sect, none of them could have imagined that this Bai Xuan, who looked half-dead, could still use such an amazing soul technique.

After fighting fiercely with Zi Yan for such a long time, the remaining dozens of Gray Sect disciples were almost all good hands, and everyone tried their best to retreat, trying to escape from the whirlpool's gravitational circle, although a few people had time to react in the future and became victims of the whirlpool, but the remaining Gray Sect disciples all retreated outside the whirlpool's gravitational circle.

Bai Xuan tried to increase the scope of gravity, but at this moment, Bai Xuan's soul power completely reached its limit, and then the invisible vortex also disappeared completely.

The whirlpool is invisible, and everyone has withdrawn from the gravitational circle, so whether the whirlpool is still there, most people are staring at Bai Xuan's movements.

Finding that his soul power was exhausted, Bai Xuan was almost about to go limp again, Zi Yan saw this and hurriedly flashed to Bai Xuan's side, helping Bai Xuan and whispering in his ear,

"Don't fall, if you don't fall, they won't dare to come near. ”

Bai Xuan immediately understood what Zi Yan meant, but what was the use of this?

What is the effect of their procrastination on this time?

Maybe it's just that I don't want to die.

Looking at Bai Xuan's raised arms, the disciples of the Gray Sect looked at each other, witnessing their companions being torn apart by this terrifying soul technique, and no one dared to take the risk now.

On the other hand, Zi Yan was using her last strength to forcibly improve her soul qi, so as to interfere with the disciples of the Gray Sect, for fear that they would notice the fluctuations of her soul power that had disappeared.

It's so hostile, I don't move, the two sides are so deadlocked.

But Bai Xuan really can't hold on anymore.

From the moment he forcibly stood up, Bai Xuan had already consumed all his energy, and used the twin souls again, even he didn't know how to do it, at this moment he really couldn't hold on, his five senses were lost instantly, he only felt that it was black in front of him, and Bai Xuan fell to the ground in response.

Watching Bai Xuan fall, the disciples of the Gray Sect looked at each other for a while, with a stronger killing intent, the shouts shook the sky, and in the face of the situation in front of her, Zi Yan was also so exhausted that she fell to the ground with a thud, she looked at Bai Xuan who fell beside her, and looked at her embarrassed appearance, and finally raised her head, looked at the group of Gray Sect disciples in front of her who were about to take her life, and said with a bleak smile,

"Ancestor, Yan'er is useless..."

Just as Zi Yan slowly closed her eyes.

A shout louder than the Gray Sect came from behind Zi Yan.

Then a line of soldiers wearing red robes and armor and looking like soldiers charged forward and stood in front of Zi Yan.

Then there was another burst of shouting, and the battle of about hundreds of people in the rear was all red-robed soldiers.

There were actually several phalanxes lined up beside Zi Yan, and such a lineup almost didn't scare these Gray Sect disciples who bullied more and less.

Even Zi Yan was stunned,

"It's... What's going on..."

Looking at these red-robed soldiers, it seems that they have no hostility towards themselves, and it can be said that at this critical moment, it was they who saved Zi Yan and Bai Xuan.

The formation of the quartet slowly unfolded, from the gate of the East Flame Market, until they stood beside Zi Yan.

Then two figures slowly appeared at the entrance of the market.

A man, about twenty-five years old, was as cold as a rock, dressed in a reddish-brown robe, and beside him was a little girl of eleven years old.

The eye-catching flaming red skirt, the crimson hair tied in two delicate buns, and the sound of "bell bell" when he walked.

"Gray Sect!

With the man's order, the red-robed soldiers rushed towards the remaining Gray Sect disciples with a roar.

Pain, endless pain, this is the only feeling Bai Xuan feels now, there is hardly a place in his body that does not hurt.

"Am I still alive?"

Bai Xuan couldn't open his eyes, and he tried his best to recall what had happened before he lost consciousness.

"Zi Yan! how is Zi Yan?"

"Twin souls?"

"I've used Twin Souls twice in a row?"

Bai Xuan felt that the memory in the second half was a little fragmented.

"Brother?"

Bai Xuan seemed to feel a whisper in his ears.

"Huh?"

Bai Xuan's eyelids twitched slightly, but then disappeared.

He told himself,

"I'm afraid I thought too much and heard it wrong, how could I be here..."

"Brother?"

With another light call, Bai Xuan only felt a tremor all over his body, and tried his best to open his eyes a slit.

The bright sunshine, shining through the red curtain, sprinkled on Bai Xuan's face.

"Big brother, you're awake!"

With a sound of joy, Bai Xuan moved his head slightly, he really didn't see Bai Shushu, in front of him was an eleven-year-old girl, with dark red hair, as cute as her red little face.

"It's you..."

Bai Xuan squeezed out two words in his hoarse throat.

"Big brother, don't talk, do you remember Qiao'er?"

Bai Xuan nodded slightly, and wanted to say something, but his throat couldn't do anything.

Yan Qiao'er smiled so happily that she was busy and said,

"Big brother, lie down, I'll call Uncle Yanyi!"

After that, Yan Qiao'er ran out of the room with the string of "bell rings".

"She saved me?"

Bai Xuan had some doubts in his heart, he never thought that the little girl he inadvertently saved would become his life-saving benefactor.

After a while, the door opened with a "babble", and a twenty-five-year-old young man appeared in the room, still with the same cold face as a rock, and still wearing the same reddish-brown robe.

Yan Yi, Yellow Rank Seventh-Rank Soul Master!

Bai Xuan naturally won't forget this person, this person has a mediocre appearance, but he is the strongest master Bai Xuan has ever encountered except for the mysterious old man.

Even Geng Yun, who fought with his own life to kill, was not as high as this young man's rank.