A mouthful of blood spilled on the snowfield, and Shangguan Xiaoyao's body, which had not healed from a long battle, was no longer able to withstand such an impact at this time, and his shaking body was about to fall to the ground.

"Soul Master Battle Body! Appear!" The five-zhang tall Soul Master Battle Body suddenly appeared on the snowfield, and the eighteen arms tore the other arm of the giant ape into a snow foam on the spot.

A roar that was even more rampant than the giant ape appeared, and only the body of the giant ape was easily dismantled, and it turned into godless snow foam like the dragon.

"More giant beasts, is this guy of the Cliffless Martial Saint dragging me if he can't survive on his own?" The soul master battle body completely demolished a giant python with a wave of his hand, but Shangguan Yaoyao's mouth was overflowing with blood because of the long-term operation of the Yuan Force, and the injury was further aggravated.

"It's finally my turn, Shangguan Xiaoyao will die! I will accept your spirit, and I will become a god in a thousand years!" The Cliffless Martial Saint easily pierced a hole in the soul main battle body from behind him, leaving a huge wound in Shangguan Yao's back in an instant.

"Poof. Shangguan Xiaoyao, who was seriously injured, remained unstable, and the soul main battle body that was briefly maintained dissipated invisibly on the spot.

The huge snow block after the giant snake shattered faced the two of them as a hood, and the two who were seriously injured fell into the sky and were buried in the heavy snow.

A strange situation appeared, when Shangguan Xiaoyao and the Cliffless Martial Saint were both unconscious and buried, they made the huge giant beasts stop attacking, some of them crumbled and dissipated, and some of them were stationing there motionless as if the gatekeeper was waiting for something.

Silence returned to the snowfield, and the pools left by the two of them constantly using fire attacks also turned into mirrored ice crystals, reflecting the sky in vain.

......

"Rack!" At this time, Yin Zhiyao was already entangled by a group of snowfield war horses behind her again, and rushed forward with all her might, but she couldn't throw away much distance.

"Feng Liuhuo!"

Yin Zhiyao turned sideways and flicked her fingers back, and the flames slammed into the spiky horses, pulling them apart again: "Why did Shangguan Yao's fighting sound stop!?"

The mood that was originally just a little anxious was now in the silent situation, and the heart was hung in the throat, and the bones under him suddenly became a little faster.

As she hurried away, she saw the shadows flying by the ground from time to time, and was shocked to realize that a creature that threatened her back had appeared in the sky.

Eagerly, he held the reins in both hands and steered the bone horse to turn left and right, looking for his place among the snow-colored birds that kept landing.

Then she heard the sound of the bony horse's knees cracking, and the high-intensity running eventually left the creature irreparably damaged.

"Damn! Keep going! Hold on a little longer!" Yin Zhiyao gritted her teeth and looked at the galloping horses behind her and the arrow-like birds that kept falling from the sky, and a sense of despair suddenly came from the bottom of her heart.

The house leak happened to be rainy, and it was just a dozen zhang away, and the bone horse was about to be scattered in a sound of the skeleton breaking and cracking, Yin Zhiyao quickly turned over and got up, and stepped on the ground with both feet.

"It's ...... Why?" Yin Zhiyao, who was about to defend against the attack, held the zither in both hands and stood on the ground with both feet, and the defensive barrier had been formed.

However, the beasts formed by the condensation of snow and law stopped moving, and even turned their heads around on the spot.

"Could it be that I've already arrived?" Yin Zhiyao realized that the ground under her feet was not an endless smooth road, and the puddles that had formed ice mounds and the towering ground were traces that she could not ignore. "There's been a fight here, and there's a smell I'm familiar with......"

When Yin Zhiyao analyzed carefully, the snowdrift not far away exploded violently, and two bloodied figures appeared in her eyes.

"Yin Zhiyao?" one of the old men looked a little familiar, and recognized Yin Zhiyao at a glance. "Zhiyao, why are you here!?"

"Who are you?" Yin Zhiyao looked at this silver-white old man, but she felt the familiar aura of Shangguan Yaoyao from him, and her heart couldn't help but burst suddenly. "Where did Shangguan Xiaoyao go?!"

The blood-stained silver old man's expression was stunned for a moment, and he looked down at his hands, only then did he realize that his disguise had disappeared: "Zhi Yao...... I am Shangguan Xiaoyao. ”

Despite the speculation in her heart, Yin Zhiyao still couldn't believe her eyes, and the furrows on Shangguan Yaoyao's face seemed to announce to her the years she had gone through without her.

"Why is this happening...... What the hell have you been through?!No, !!" Yin Zhiyao's face was already unstoppable tears, and her hands trembled uncontrollably. "Xiaoyao, am I dreaming, I'm still going through the secret realm of the inner demon level, right?!"

"Didn't you two think about the old man's feelings when I was a young man?" Yin Zhiyao, who was in grief, forgot about another old man, that was the figure of the Cliffless Martial Saint, at this time, he had already instantaneously reached Yin Zhiyao's back, and the tiger claw in his hand was about to dig into Yin Zhiyao's back heart.

Yin Zhiyao felt the slowdown of time, and slowly turned her head to look at the Cliffless Martial Saint with a hideous look, the sharp claws had already torn apart the soft armor behind the back, and the bare skin had been cut by the cold air, and the wind blade from the tiger's claws had even opened the slightest scar.

Yin Zhiyao, who was already desperate in her heart, formed a sharp contrast with the Cliffless Martial Saint who was full of distorted expressions.

However, Shangguan Xiaoyao, who neither of them noticed, suddenly crossed the middle at this time, and the broken Xiaoyao Sword was placed horizontally in front of his chest and was about to forcibly receive the blow.

"Ding...... -"

The sharp sound of the jingling bell appeared in the ears of the three of them, and immediately six drops of blood dripped on the ground—the Easy Sword, broken.

The Cliffless Martial Saint stepped back, his front body from his chest to his feet was blood-red, but it wasn't his.

Poof.

Shangguan Yao's knees fell on the snow, and the hilt of the broken sword was still firmly in his hand.

Yin Zhiyao walked around Shangguan Xiaoyao's back, the scene in front of her almost made her dizzy, and she hugged Shangguan Xiaoyao who was slowly falling to the ground with a burst of dizziness, the fragments of the broken sword had penetrated deep into his chest, and blood was still bubbling outward.

"Hmph, I can't do it. The Cliffless Martial Saint stroked his predecessor with his hand, and his face had already recovered to his brightness, except for the realm of his whereabouts and the wound on his chest, it was completely impossible to see that this old man had just experienced a long battle. "It's okay now, one step away from reaching the top, but ending up with the sad end of dying for a woman. ”

Shangguan Xiaoyao was already completely motionless at this time, and the yuan force on his body was also flying out of his body.

For a while, all that remained on the snow field was the footsteps of the Cliffless Martial Saint, the faint sobbing sound of Yin Zhiyao, and the unconscious sound of drops of blood falling into the snow.

"Hugh is going to hurt Shangguan freely! One person is raining arrows!" At this moment, Li Xiaosheng's voice came from a distance, and the floating snow on the ground shook together. "Yin Zhiyao!

The black pressed arrows struck, and all the arrows flashed with the breath of the imperial realm, and the resonance between them made the Cliffless Martial Saints feel endless pressure, and their faces couldn't help but tense.

At this time, the three people in the distance had already rushed towards Shangguan Xiaoyao's body, all of them were injured, but they were full of resolute looks, and they did not show any fatigue.

The rain of arrows had already passed over the heads of the crowd and spread out more and more in the air.

"Let's hold the Cliffless Martial Saint, and the scroll of the long river of Shangguan Xiaoyao will be handed over to you!" Li laughed's voice sounded again, but he didn't see his figure appear.

The support of the four made Yin Zhiyao see hope, and hurriedly carried Shangguan Xiaoyao's body behind her, not afraid of the fragments of the Xiaoyao Sword that were deep in the flesh and skin to scratch her back.

"Down!" As Li Xiaosheng roared again, the rain of arrows in the sky fell towards the Cliffless Martial Saint, and the power that could not be dodged would be impossible for any one of the four great saints to compete with.

However, there were filaments in the hands of the Cliffless Martial Saint, and they turned into two golden swords in front of everyone's eyes, slashing towards the arrows that kept flying: "What I learned with Shangguan Xiaoyao is quite useful." ”

The provocation of the Cliffless Martial Saint aroused Yu Jiujie's anger, and he saw him pull out his nine-section sword and sweep out a snowflake towards the ground, turning directly into a twilight and slapping towards the Cliffless Martial Saint.

"Joke, what can this attack leave for me?!" The Cliffless Martial Saint easily freed up one hand, and raised his sword to sweep towards Yu Jiujie, who was rushing in.

In the falling sword, he didn't feel the touch of flesh and blood, and the Cliffless Martial Saint looked at Yu Jiujie in front of him.

"How can my ability be so low-level?" That Yu Jiujie's body had changed into a pale-looking body at this time, and he looked at the eyes of the Cliffless Martial Saint with a dull face. "Cliffless Martial Saint, watch my performance. ”

Then, the fragrance of bamboo came to his face, and the dull face was just a puppet as expected by the Wuya Martial Saint: "Hmph, what kind of ability is a puppet?"

"What's the condition of Lord Xiaoyao?" A puff of snow flakes rolled up, and Li Yuezhong's back appeared in front of Yin Zhiyao's eyes.

At this time, Yin Zhiyao was already sitting in a pool of blood, hugging Shangguan Xiaoyao's shoulders in his arms, the back of his head was pillowed on Yin Zhiyao's thighs, and he was holding the scroll of the long river on his chest.

"Xiaoyao's situation has stabilized, and he is now contemplating the scroll of the long river, and it won't be long before he recovers. Yin Zhiyao said calmly.

"Turtle Formation? Li Yuezhong's twin swords carved the formation on the snow, and a familiar turtle shell surrounded Yin Zhiyao and Shangguan Yao. "Sister Zhiyao is settled here, and we will drag the Cliffless Martial Saint back. ”

Without waiting for Yin Zhiyao to react, Li Yuezhong's figure rushed forward, and the sharp blades in his hands had already shown the image of a dragon and tiger, and they swept towards the Cliffless Martial Saint in front of him.

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