Blood.

From the sharp blade to the ground.

The mask on Jing Ge's face was also splattered with a few drops of bright red blood.

One of the guards fell, and a group quickly gathered around them.

The bright knife kept stabbing at Jing Ge, coming from all directions, gathering a little, so dense that there was not a trace of escape.

Jing Ge's eyebrows froze, he turned his wrist and flipped the direction of the blade, and the blade was facing outward.

Her body is sharp and her movements are so unpredictable that it is impossible to capture the trajectory of her movements.

The knife in his hand turned around quickly, and blood was bound to be seen everywhere he went.

The air was filled with the hissing sound of knives cutting* and the wails of slashed guards.

There were more and more guards surrounding her, and the knife in Jing Singer was spinning faster and faster.

"Bang. Jing Ge kicked the squire that pounced on him, turned around and slashed one, and knocked down another one with his backhand......

"Bang bang. ”

The petite figure was completely blocked by this group of guards, and her figure could not be seen from a distance at all, only the sound of swords colliding with each other could be heard.

Jing Ge weaved through the crowd, the knife in her hand covered in red blood, and finally she swept through with one kick, kicking away a new group of guards who had gathered around.

"Ahh ”

With a miserable scream, the guard fell to the ground and convulsed, covered in blood.

Zhou Hongyu saw that the guards couldn't win Jing Ge, so he was angry, jumped over, and handed out a palm, wanting to take the opportunity to kill Jing Ge with one move.

This move is the unique technique of the Ice Cold Palace, and the eighth punishment of the cold door is the heart.

When a person is hit, his heart will burst open in an instant, almost a fatal move.

There are very few people who can dodge.

Bai Yeling saw Zhou Hongyu's movements, his eyes were slightly cold, and the coercion of his body dissipated, forcing no one to get close to him, and then his body moved quickly and jumped in front of Jing Ge.

The tall figure blocked Zhou Hongyu and slapped him.

"Bang. ”

The intense aura splashed, and the powerful qi pressure fluctuated, centered on the palms of the two people, and spread out in a circle.

The weaker guards were directly shocked by this air pressure.

Jing Ge raised his head, just in front of the tall back of the White Night Tomb.

Bai Yeling's tone was full of worry: "Are you okay?"

Jing Ge shook his head and said, "I'm fine, these are not my blood." ”

"Demon Venerable, do you really want to intervene in this matter? Do you really want to fight against our Ice Cold Palace for the sake of this little-known Mao boy?" Zhou Hongyu's strength was inferior to Bai Yeling.

The palms failed, and the footsteps were forced to take half a step back.

However, she still gritted her teeth and insisted, hoping to persuade Bai Yeling to give up fighting her.

As long as there is no obstruction from the Demon Venerable, it will be easy for her to kill this group of hairy boys.

However, this Demon Realm Supreme doesn't know what is wrong, so he has to stop it.

Zhou Hongyu's face became more and more ugly.

On the other side, the fierce beast herd, under the leadership of the three-eyed wolf, fought with the disciples of the Ice Cold Palace.

The ground was filled with torn hands and feet, bloodied organs, and the corpses of beasts hacked to death.

"Don't you understand?" Bai Yeling's eyebrows and eyes carried a cold killing intent, and his tone of voice was cold and did not contain a trace of emotion.

He thought of Jing Ge's life experience, and felt pity and hatred in his heart.

Pity Jing Ge's experience, and hate the culprit who made the little guy miserable.

I can't wait to wash the cold palace in blood, just to soothe the pain in the little guy's heart.