For ordinary people, a moment is very short, and it is even difficult for people to realize what is really happening in that instant.

But Cheng Liran is a sword emperor after all.

In his world, a moment was enough for him to accomplish a lot of things.

For example, a piece of white mist was gently spit out from his mouth, and another palm that had not been restrained by the poor mulberry was stretched out, and it was raised to the top of his head like lightning.

When the white mist touched the poor mulberry leaves, it was like a scoop of boiling water poured on the snow, and the poor mulberry leaves, which were three inches thick, instantly turned into a puddle of black water, and then, an ugly and fat meat hook appeared in front of Cheng Liran, and gently swiped between his lower abdomen.

The next moment, the Northern Stygian Cold Scorpion disappeared from its place, and the light at Xia Sheng's sword edge was forcibly stagnated in mid-air.

It was not Cheng Liran's flesh palm that took this piece of light, because at that moment just now, his arm had already transformed into the long tail of the Northern Stygian Cold Scorpion.

And the palm of his left hand has also become the poisonous hook at the tail end of the Northern Stygian Cold Scorpion!

The flesh hook on the scorpion's tail hooked the floating sword in Xia Sheng's hand in time, and the hook was glowing with cold light, and the dark cyan poisonous light that was stimulated from it rolled upside down, fighting against the light will, not letting a cent, and even gradually eroding the sword body!

Fortunately, the floating sword in Xia Sheng's hand is not an ordinary product, and it can be qualified as a sword venerable, which in itself proves that this sword is extraordinary.

So in the next moment, the sword blade of Xia Sheng's royal sword was pressed down again, and the burning intent on the blade immediately drew a dark green scratch on the tail hook of the Northern Stygian Cold Scorpion, and the sword momentum rose again, and continued to fall towards the top of Cheng Liran's head!

The poisonous blood at the tail end of the Northern Stygian Cold Scorpion poured on the loess, and immediately ignited a burst of green smoke, emitting a foul smell, and then, the entire flesh hook of the poisonous scorpion was cut off by Xia Sheng's sword, and it fell heavily to the ground, causing an earth-shaking roar.

After breaking through the barrier of the Northern Stygian Cold Scorpion, Xia Sheng's Great Light Sword suddenly took a step closer to the top of Cheng Liran's head!

It's a pity that the last half inch of distance seems to have become a sting.

Because at the same time, the double-headed stone python also merged into Cheng Liran's spiritual aperture, and its almost insoluble defense healed the scars on the scorpion's tail hook in the blink of an eye, and covered it with a layer of solid stone armor, and then, from behind Cheng Liran, a snake tail suddenly poked out, firmly entangled in the sword body of the floating sword, making it difficult to advance again.

And this was just the beginning, in the next moment, a snake head suddenly condensed from the end of the snake's tail, spitting out a long letter, and squirted a mouthful of venom directly towards Xia Sheng's wrist!

Xia Sheng knew that what he could do was already over here, so he decisively let go of his hand, slapped the hilt of the sword fiercely, and the whole person flew backwards behind him.

Half an hour ago, when Mo Lin stood on this land, she thought that her only enemy was Huai'an.

At this moment, Cheng Liran's all his attention was on Xia Sheng.

They forget, or inadvertently ignore, that there is actually a third person in the room.

The killing game set up by Xia Sheng and Huai'an is actually similar to the surprise attack half an hour ago.

It's just that the two sides responsible for feints and lore have quietly changed positions.

Because Xia Sheng knew very well that the person who had the ability to kill Cheng Liran with one blow would definitely not be himself, so he pinned all his hopes on the mountain rock under the poor mulberry tree.

In the next moment, just as Cheng Liran was about to turn defense into offense and use the most powerful poison to turn Xia Sheng into a puddle of corpse water, a figure suddenly burst out from behind the mountain rock, and with it, there was also a wisp of ethereal blue sword qi!

Huai'an has finally made a move!

In an instant, Cheng Liran's face changed greatly, as Xia Sheng had said before, even if Huai'an was already at the end of the crossbow, even if the sword qi condensed between his fingers was less than a foot, it was a supreme-level power after all!

Cheng Liran is not Xia Sheng, he doesn't have the courage to make a desperate move, and he doesn't have the courage to break the boat, so at this moment, he has been completely frightened by Huai'an's menacing, where dare to fight with him, almost subconsciously chose the defensive posture of the double-headed stone python, and suddenly retracted his palm from the trunk of the poor mulberry tree, and even didn't care about the blood in his palm, and his body retreated sharply.

And this is exactly what Huai'an wants.

No matter how strong the defense of the double-headed stone python is, it is always just an emperor-level spirit beast, under the strong attack of the Wuzun Realm powerhouse, where can it still keep its incorruptible body?

The soul-breaking sword intent on Huai'an's fingertips seemed to be unhurried, but it easily stabbed into the python armor on Cheng Liran's chest, and one step closer could cut off his heart!

But at this time, Xia Sheng galloped in from a distance and roared sharply: "Be careful!"

Before the words fell, he saw a fist-sized poisonous bee suddenly attack from behind Huai'an, taking the first step and piercing the chilling tail needle into his neck!

Purple Bone Bee!

Seeing this, Xia Sheng's heart sank at the moment, he quickly stretched out his hands to support Huai'an's back, and pushed forward hard, hoping to send the remaining trace of sword intent in his hand into Cheng Liran's heart while Huai'an still had a breath.

At this moment of life and death, Cheng Liran made a quick decision and once again stripped the natal spirit beast from his spiritual aperture, and the next moment, the Northern Stygian Cold Scorpion flashed in front of him, and launched a death charge towards the sword qi in Huai'an's hand, directly breaking Huai'an's arm at once!

The powerful impact force passed through Huai'an to Xia Sheng's body, and immediately knocked him three or four zhang away, smashed the trunk of a century-old tree, and then fell to the ground.

Xia Sheng tried to get up from the ground, but found that he had broken at least two ribs, he opened his mouth, spit out a mouthful of blood foam, and then looked down, the Northern Stygian Cold Scorpion had already lost its breath, but its damn pair of big pincers pierced into his calves fiercely!

Xia Sheng hurriedly took out the last bottle of Tiannan Dew left in his arms, poured half of the bottle in one go, and then suddenly tore off a strip of cloth from his clothes, and wrapped a dead knot above the wound on his calf.

At the same time, Cheng Liran's feet were also weak, and he fell to the ground completely, although he was lucky to survive in the life-and-death struggle just now, he was still seriously injured, especially at this time, the toxins left by the previous poor Sang in his body were even more fatal.

Not to mention, Xia Sheng also smeared poison on the floating sword that cut off the poisonous scorpion's tail hook just now!

That sword seemed to have slashed at the body of the Northern Stygian Cold Scorpion, but it actually invaded Cheng Liran's spiritual aperture!

Fortunately, Cheng Liran has been playing with poison all his life, as long as he is given some time, he will definitely be able to pull out the toxins in his body, and then cut Xia Sheng with a thousand knives.

At this time, Cheng Liran's eyes were already full of resentment when he looked at Xia Sheng again, and he even made a plan, he would never let Xia Sheng die so easily, but to refine him into a poisonous puppet, and he would never be reborn!

Xia Sheng didn't care what Cheng Liran was planning, at this time he was racing against time to recover from his injuries, but even if he had Tian Nanlu's help, coupled with the warmth and nourishment power of Qi Sang, it was still a little powerless to compete with a dignified Spirit Emperor Realm powerhouse for recovery speed.

The current situation seems to be a lose-lose situation, but as long as one side is the first to regain its mobility, the other can only choose to fall into the boundless netherworld.

This battle is not over yet.

Who would have thought that at this time, a light figure suddenly appeared beside Xia Sheng, his eyes flashing with unprecedented calmness and calmness, but he asked Xia Sheng a question that made him a little crying and laughing.

"Engong, do you want me to kill him!"

Xia Sheng smiled lightly and nodded slowly: "Kill!"