(a)

The black spiritual power ball was still slowly getting bigger, the ghost's eyes sank, and his right hand was already so hard that his fingertips turned white. The water has already passed the cloud shoes that are still floating on the surface of the pool, and the dark eyes keep wandering on the black Jiao's body, but the heart is calmly analyzing: This black Jiao is using too dark light to gather spiritual power at this time, and the night of the full moon is a good time to squat, but the accompanying risk is too great, and the fatal point of this black Jiao must be found as soon as possible.

"Tail, tail, it, it's covered in black scales, only the tail is bare!" Bai Hua pointed to the tail of the black Jiao and yelled at the ghost in a hurry.

She wasn't sure if she had heard his inner thoughts because of the transmission note. And the tail of the black Jiao was the one that it had floated on the water before, and Bai Hua had no intention of seeing it. In fact, I thought it was strange at the time, why did this monster with solid black scale armor have only a bare tail?

He closed his eyes and left his hand turned into a ray of light attached to his eyes. As soon as the eye of heaven opened, the shadow carefully searched for the tail of the black jiao, and sure enough, the tail hidden behind him was the lifeline. Before Netherworld could open his eyes and come back to his senses, a huge black ball of light flew straight above his head with the long roar of the black Jiao.

Netherworld drew an enchantment with his left hand to resist, and the ball of light collided with the enchantment and emitted a dazzling light.

Bai Hua stood in the distance and covered his eyes with his hand, and when the light dissipated, he looked in the direction of Bitan again. I saw that the right hand of the Netherworld was wrapped around the golden rope, and the left hand was resisting the ball of light, and the pool of water had already reached the calf, although the calm face was still unwavering, but it seemed that there was no spare strength to resist the black Jiao who was gathering the second spiritual power ball in his mouth.

The sound of the soul slashing in front of him was even more humming, and Bai Hua was still squatting behind the sword body, looking at the darkness on the surface of the pool, and then at the black Jiao who was sucking the moonlight.

Seeing that Heijiao had the upper hand, Bai Hua bit his nails in a panic, clenched his hands for a while, and struggled back and forth in his heart. Finally, as if he had made some decision, he rose up, and then wiped his hand vigorously on his clothes, gritted his teeth and stepped forward to hold the soul slash with both hands.

The buzzing sound stopped abruptly, Bai Hua lifted it up without any effort, weighed it again, and looked particularly surprised on his face, this sword looked quite heavy, but he didn't know that he pulled it out so lightly, and held it firmly in his hand, thinking: Is this sword too light?

The shadow in the distance didn't know what was happening on the shore, and at this time it was confronting the black Jiao floating in the air, and at this time, the hands that seemed to be trapped had no time to be at a disadvantage, but in the bottom of his heart, he had already thought of a countermeasure. This delaying strategy is to ensure that the spiritual power in the body can always accelerate the condensation, and find an opportunity to give Heijiao a fatal blow.

Just as he was looking for an opportunity, a figure flashed past him with a light, accompanied by a scream of 'ahhh As he passed by, the dark eyes of the dark eyes reflected the light that flashed by. It's the Soul Slasher!Netherworld was stunned and looked at the Soul Slaying Sword that was supposed to be on the shore and was flying towards the Black Jiao with Bai Hua.

Bai Hua clenched the soul slashing with both hands, screaming all the way and flying towards the pool. The soul slash flew so fast that its little pale face was distorted by the wind.

Bai Hua saw that he was getting closer and closer to the black Jiao, so he closed his eyes and felt extremely regretful, and a trace of timidity arose.

I never expected this sword to be so easy to draw, and I never expected it, just holding it tightly and not thinking about the next step, in the blink of an eye, it was carried by this three-inch long sword and jumped over its owner, and went directly to the front line.

There was some pantothenic acid in his heart, Bai Hua glanced at the sword body with light in front of him, and now, his hands have been pulled out, and he doesn't want to come and stand here, and if the face behind him is paralyzed, there will be no one to protect himself, and he will die horizontally and vertically, so it is better to fight.

The speed of figuring out was as fast as the sword that took her to fly, and after adjusting her decadent mood, Fang Cai's face was pus-like and fleeting, and the Soul Slaying Sword stopped in mid-air with Bai Hua. When he opened his eyes again, a white aura gushed out from his hand and surrounded his body.

Bai Hua didn't know that the cinnabar mole in the corner of her eyes was gone, and this huge aura that suddenly appeared, she thought it was from the soul.

At this time, the woman in white who was floating in mid-air holding a sword exuded a powerful aura all around her. Holding the sword in both hands and raising it, the deterrent power exuded was undoubted, Hei Jiao struggled to be tied, and leaned towards Bai Hua with all his might, only to see Bai Hua shout and then slash with his sword, and a powerful white beam of light rushed towards Hei Jiao.

The black Jiao was shocked by the huge white light and retreated dozens of meters, the Nether Tiger was in pain, and was dragged forward a few steps by the golden rope, and the golden rope tied to the Jiao's body was also loosened. Hei Jiao took the opportunity to struggle to break free, and then spit out the second spirit bead power gathered in his mouth towards Bai Hua, and saw the spinning black surging straight forward.

Bai Hua immediately raised his sword and stepped forward, closing his eyes and imagining the thoughts condensed when he conjured up the flames on weekdays, and layers of white light wrapped the soul slashing and flashed away, and then met the huge spiritual power ball that came in. Bai Hua clenched the hilt of the sword tighter, and the black spiritual power ball immediately split into two when it met the sword body wrapped in white light.

The huge impact from both sides still forced Bai Hua to take a few steps back, and blood marks were also drawn on his shoulders and side face, and the eyes of the person holding the sword faintly revealed a touch of determination, and his hind feet reached back, and he shouted again, and pushed forward with all his strength with his left hand against the sword body. Suddenly, the spiritual power balls scattered in the air, scattering into a little white light, like fireflies, but soon disappeared into the night sky.

Bai Hua greeted the light sprinkled in the sky, turned around and smiled at the person floating on the surface of the pool with a beautiful turn, and then fell backwards with an unstable center of gravity. The black Jiao behind her surged towards her, and the pupils of the person on the pond narrowed, and he was shocked and flew towards her.

Before he could see clearly, his body was soft and his eyes rolled and he fell straight down, and the hard blow just now had exhausted all his strength. Before his consciousness dissipated, Bai Hua thought that he would fall into the water or be swallowed by the black Jiao roaring behind him, but he didn't know that the soul slashing sword that had just been loosened made a low buzzing sound, and the sword body suddenly became much larger, flying to Bai Hua's back and dragging it, so that she could float in mid-air.

Even faster than the Netherworld was the small white ball in the wide sleeve, which turned into a white light and flew towards the person floating in the air, instantly turning into a white brocade robe.

When the Netherworld arrived, the soul slasher conjured up its original form from behind Bai Hua and flew back into his hands, but the person in mid-air fell into a soft embrace in an instant. The faint Su Hexiang emanating from her arms, Bai Hua knew who this person was, and she thought in her heart that she had to cheer up and say, "I also saved you, and we are clear", but she was so tired that she couldn't open her eyes, collapsed and lost consciousness, and then went unconscious.

(b)

The sky has just brightened, the round moon is still hanging in the clear blue sky, the forest is accompanied by the crisp birdsong, in the open space surrounded by big trees, two people sit upright against the tree, and the other lies in a large character at random.

The reason why the two returned to this forest can be traced back to last night after Bai Hua raised his sword to block the unconscious light, the Netherworld flew to catch Bai Hua, only to see that the person who fainted in his arms was covered with blood, and originally thought that she was not lightly injured, so she had to seal the black Jiao in the pool first, and flew away from Bixi Hantan with the unconscious Bai Hua, and finally found this open space to heal her.

After wiping the blood stains on his face and examining it carefully, he realized that the blood gushing out was only a few wounds that had accidentally scratched some flesh and skin due to the impact of spiritual power. The blood on his face didn't flow much, although the wound was not serious, it looked deeper, and the ghost twisted the veil and looked down and thought, that kind of small injury will slowly heal in less than ten days. Then he wiped his bloodstained hands and prepared to get up and find a big tree to close his eyes and rest.

At this time, the person on the ground snorted softly twice, smacking his slender little mouth, and his little hand was scratching this and there dishonestly, and he kept scratching all the way up his body, and he quickly grabbed the plain white little hand that stopped at the side of the little face, and looked at the injury on her face. Thinking about it, no matter how she is a woman, I have heard Chi Yan talk about it on weekdays, women pay special attention to appearance, if they are disfigured, they have a dead heart. If the sleeping man on the ground woke up and saw some hideous wounds on his face, he might have wailed excitedly.

Thinking of this, the ghost shook his head, considering that he had really seen the kind of lifeless howl in the pool before, he took out a small white jade bottle from his sleeve, straightened her little face, and lightly dipped some soft ointment on his fingertips, and carefully applied some to her wound. Xu is ointment was a little cold, and the person lying on the ground hummed and chirped a few times, and the hand that stopped on the little face was much softer.

The breeze was blowing, and he didn't know it, but at this moment, there was a little more tenderness in his cold eyes.