At this time, the atmosphere was a little solemn, some people watched this good show with interest, some people sympathized with Wang Xiaolou, and some people marveled at the unreasonable troubles of the cloud sleeves.

Ruan Qingyun frowned slightly, he still had a good impression of Wang Xiaolou, whether it was from the words and deeds of the first meeting, or from the current way of doing and speaking, it showed that Wang Xiaolou was not a treacherous and cunning person, Ruan Qingyun thought for a while: "This young lady, I am not in a hurry to enter the formation, I think there will be a way to crack it, how can I joke with human life." ”

"How old are you? What do I need your guidance to do? "The delicate facial features of the clouds are full of anger, how can she ever need someone to guide her in doing things?

Ruan Qingyunjue's person is simply unreasonable, the first time they met, they called themselves Tubaozi without injustice or hatred, but this time they didn't leave any affection at all, and directly scolded angrily. Suddenly turned his face and saw Wang Xiaolou smiling apologetically at himself, Ruan Qingyun felt a little better in his heart.

Wang Xiaolou took out a sword from the stone platform, jumped into the sword formation, and saw seventy-two swords attacking like locusts flying in the sky. The sword formation at this time was not the sword formation that the red-clothed girls in Huliancheng had been before.

The yin wind was whistling in the sword array, and the murderous aura was soaring, and seventy-two flying swords were whistling like a mountain wind, flying from all directions, seeing that Wang Xiaolou's life was over in an instant, the cloud sleeve finally had a worried look on his face, no matter how it was a living person, at this time, she did not hesitate, and casually drew a sword on the stone platform and fell into the sword array.

It's too late, it's too soon. Seventy-two swords carrying the power of destroying the world instantly overwhelmed Wang Xiaolou, and everyone closed their eyes, unable to bear to look at that tragic scene.

Suddenly, the red light flashed in the sword array, as if there was a phoenix singing, and it seemed like the Buddha singing, the heaven and the earth were still for a moment, and everyone thought that the flying sword had devoured life, and Wang Xiaolou was dead.

When they opened their eyes again, they saw an incredible scene, a red circle of light wrapped two people, and those two people were Wang Xiaolou and Yu Yun Sleeve, and Yu Yun Sleeve's lips were clenched and his two hands were trying to support the red aperture, and the seventy-two flying swords stayed on the aperture and never stabbed again.

At this time, blood flowed from the corners of Wang Xiaolou and Luyun Sleeve's mouths, obviously suffering a lot of damage. Wang Xiaolou glanced at the cloud sleeves, only to see a touch of red on her beautiful lips, and her heart suddenly jumped, as if she had touched an unknown softness somewhere in her heart, and said softly: "Miss, are you okay?" ”

Yu Yunsleeve didn't even look at Wang Xiaolou, and said coldly: "It's okay." ”

Wang Xiaolou didn't speak again, but his eyes were no longer the same as before when he looked at the cloud sleeves again.

At this moment, the red circle of light shook violently, as if it was about to collapse in the next moment, and the face of the cloud sleeve was pale as if it had lost all its blood.

"Who dares to enter the battle with me?" Ruan Qingyun shouted, drew a sword on the stone platform and jumped into the formation.

On the stone platform, no one moves, no one is a fool, can they still save their lives if they enter the formation?

Jin Hu glanced at everyone, was silent, and then also drew a sword and jumped into the formation.

The red aperture had already appeared several cracks under the attack of the seventy-two flying swords, and it could burst at any time.

"The blue one you attack the Earth Kui Sword, and the red one I attack the Earth Evil Sword, the Earth Kui Earth Sword is the first of the seventy-two swords, and the rest of the swords will be saved. Ruan Qingyun looked at the golden tiger who jumped into the sword formation with some surprise, and then said to him.

Jin Hu walked past him, as if ignoring his words, but walked straight past him, Ruan Qingyun was suddenly startled, and suddenly realized that he wanted to take advantage of the seventy-two swords to attack Wang Xiaolou and Lu Yun Sleeve with all their strength to retreat. What a calculation!

Everyone on the stone platform saw the behavior of the golden tiger, their eyes suddenly lit up, and they jumped into the sword formation one after another, at this time, where could Ruan Qingyun take care of so much, if he was like the golden tiger, he would definitely be able to leave safely, but he didn't, raised the sword in his hand, slashed the sky and moon with one move, and attacked the earth evil sword, the earth evil sword was attacked by the sword qi, and turned back to Ruan Qingyun to stab, and with a ding, the sword in Ruan Qingyun's hand almost flew out of his hand, and the tiger's mouth cracked a few blood lines.

With the attack of the Earth Demon Sword, many other swords also reversed their directions, as if they felt the pull of more life breath, and killed the people who jumped into the sword formation.

The person who jumped into the sword formation was suddenly attacked by a flying sword, and for a while, there was a big mess, and in just a few rounds, someone died under the sword, and a piece of blood splashed up, staining the flying sword, and suddenly the sword array was full of light, and the power seemed to be even greater than before.

The Seventy-two Earth Demon Array is an ancient fierce array that nourishes the array with blood, and as long as it sees blood, its power will increase.

And there was blood splattered, and lives were lost.

The red aperture where the Yunchou Sleeve and Wang Xiaolou were finally unable to support it collapsed, and several flying swords with blazing light shrouded down, and the cold face of the Yuncuff became even more resolute, and Wang Xiaolou was pushed away. Picked up the sword that had just fallen to the ground and swung it out suddenly, there was wind and thunder rolling, there was a phoenix roaring for nine days, only to see a fiery red phoenix phantom flapping its wings and flying out of the sword, at that moment the sky and earth were discolored, and the red light was rolling endlessly.

The phoenix phantom collided head-on with the flying sword shrouded down, all the flying swords flew out of the original trajectory in an instant, and the fiery red phoenix phantom also disappeared in a moment, and the trick used by the cloud sleeve just now took a lot of effort, and a mouthful of blood couldn't help but spurt out, his face was pale and ugly, and his body shook as if he was about to fall.

At this moment, Wang Xiaolou and Luyun Sleeve changed color at the same time, and the red Earth Demon Sword passed through Ruan Qingyun's chest with lightning speed, and flew out with Ruan Qingyun, and in an instant, a red shadow rose from the purple flame between Ruan Qingyun's eyebrows, and a gentle red light covered Ruan Qingyun's heart.

The mountain breeze blows gently, the sun is still warm, but life and death are uncertain.

Looking at the sword array, there were still about five or six people scattered at this time, and these five or six people were all covered in color, embarrassed, and everyone fell into despair at this time. When death strikes, when the flying sword comes to you, what do you think of when you are young? Think of your parents who are far away, think of the person you once had a crush on, or think of something else?

I once thought that when I grew up, I galloped between heaven and earth, free from the nine skies, drew my sword to manage the injustices of the world, defeated all the heroes of the world with one palm, climbed the peak to seek defeat, and drove a flat boat to cross the sea. Now, before the flying sword, under the blood, all I want is to live.

Despair, despair of life, despair of the world.

Wang Xiaolou glanced at the Yunchou, and suddenly breathed a sigh of relief, as if he had let go of everything, all the humiliation was dissipated at this moment, and he suddenly laughed, maybe laughing at himself, or maybe laughing at the Yunchou.

The beautiful face of the cloud sleeve is unusually pale, giving people an alternative beauty, poignant, and mournful. She no longer had any strength in her body at this time, and sighed softly, as if she was sighing for her willfulness and arrogance, and as if she was sighing for her life that was about to end. She glanced up at Wang Xiaolou: "Do you think I am arrogant and willful, and I don't think about others?"

Wang Xiaolou didn't speak, he used to think that she was that kind of person, but now he seems to have changed his opinion of her.

The mountain breeze blows the earth, the green of spring is covered with branches, there are flowers waiting to be released, there are birds building high nesting beds, and some people are dripping blood.