readx;? The man with the iron sword directly brandished his weapon, and swished out three sharp sword qis, which stabbed at different parts of Su Mengyu. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

However, any martial artist who can display sword qi must not have a low attainment in swordsmanship, or the swordsmanship and martial arts level he has cultivated must be good.

Su Mengyu naturally knew this, but she couldn't dodge it now, once she dodged, Ling Xiaoye behind her might be hit.

The sword qi hurts people, if it is slow, it will be seriously injured, and if it is fast, it will seal the throat with a sword!

Su Mengyu could only cast a protective shield and eat these three sword qi, and then she raised her hand to shoot three fireballs, wanting to use the fireballs to hit the galloping sword qi and delay the offensive.

Whew!

The fireballs and sword qi passed by, each flying in their own direction.

The fireball that Su Mengyu shot out did not hit the sword qi, took a step slower, and then hit the air shield that the rouge man had unfolded, and then slowly dissipated.

And those three sword qi also hit Su Mengyu's shield, making three crisp sounds, and then breaking Su Mengyu's shield!

This is the realm gap, Su Mengyu is lower than those two men, and the power of the shield is not so strong.

The sword qi penetrated Su Mengyu's shield and hit Su Mengyu's shoulders and arms.

Suddenly, Su Mengyu snorted softly, and the pain immediately spread all over her body, and the mana true yuan in her body began to become disordered, unable to lift her strength, and even the fireball that was about to be shot was extinguished in an instant.

"Hey, hey, vulnerable. If you knew this was the case, why bother in the first place, little beauty, you better give up resistance!"

The man with the iron sword sneered, and as soon as he finished speaking, he began to wave the iron sword in his hand again, ready to make a second attack.

Su Mengyu took two steps back, and his hands directly entered a semi-crippled state, and now only the palm of his right hand can still move.

The situation suddenly became not optimistic, Su Mengyu knew that she couldn't fall, if she fell now, then Ling Xiaoye would also be unlucky.

I saw Su Mengyu clenching his silver teeth, and his right palm began to barely make a handprint, and he was also ready to resist the next attack.

Suddenly, a warm palm rested on her shoulder.

Su Mengyu's whole body jumped tightly, facing the two masters in the middle and late stages of the Illusion God Realm, her attention was highly concentrated, but she didn't expect her shoulder to be touched by others, so frightened that she screamed.

"Don't be afraid, it's me!"

This is Ling Xiaoye's voice!

Su Mengyu turned around and found Ling Xiaoye's puffy face, trying to squeeze out a smile.

"Stupid, you're finally awake!"

"Well, you're injured, take a rest first, and I'll come back to heal you right away!"

Ling Xiaoye gently pulled Su Mengyu back, then patted her on the shoulder, and said, "Don't worry, I'm here!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he jumped and floated into the air.

The two Illusory God Realm martial artists from the outer continent also sensed a new breath, and when they came out of the cave, they stopped attacking and began to probe with their divine thoughts.

The rouge-covered man still smiled: "Ah, why is there one more person all of a sudden?"

"Hmph, isn't it just a Destiny Wheel Realm martial artist!" the guy with the iron sword sneered, he put the iron sword on his shoulder, and continued, "How can you be afraid of such a low-level martial artist?"

"Yo, look at what you said, I'm just curious, the man who was protected by that little beauty is just a little white face!"

The rouge-smeared man laughed.

"You still need to be curious about others, aren't you just a little white face!"

The guy who took the iron sword, now that he has found an opportunity to count this rouge man, he naturally won't let it go.

"You ......"

The face of the man who wiped the rouge changed, and he was a little shyly angry!

Ling Xiaoye reached mid-air, stabilized his figure, and said, "The two of you are chatting here in the middle of the night, and you also injured my friend. Looks like we need to settle the score!"

"You pig-headed boy, your tone is quite crazy!"

The man who wiped the rouge took the fan and fanned it twice, and said leisurely.

The warrior who took the iron sword also picked up at this moment: "Not only is it a big mouth, but I just don't know whether to live or die!"

"Well, I agree with you!"

Ling Xiaoye's tone was flat and he said this.

After hearing this, the rouge man turned his head and said to the other guy: "Ah Tie, it seems that this kid wants to come to die, so you can give him a ride! ”

"No problem, but I have something to say to this pig-headed boy. The warrior who took the iron sword responded to the words of the rouge man, and then said to Ling Xiaoye:

"Boy, it seems that you are the slave of that little beauty or something. I want to ask you, what is your young lady's fetish?"

"What kind of fetish?"

Ling Xiaoye wanted to get rid of these two people in one go, but when he saw that the two of them were so shameless and indiscriminate, he also started talking nonsense.

"Oh, it seems that a virgin like you don't understand anything!" ”

The man with the iron sword sneered at this time and began to wave the iron sword in his hand, ready to attack.

Ling Xiaoye hurriedly waved his hand and said, "Don't worry, I know!"

"Then tell me about it!"

"Our young lady likes to eat human flesh!"

“......”

"Ha, there are really people who like to eat human flesh!"

The rouge man said with a look of disgust.

"Don't talk nonsense with this pig-headed boy, I still want to strip that little beauty and snatch their valuable things!"

The warrior who took the iron sword was already impatient at the moment.

Ling Xiaoye didn't want to talk to these two people any more, so he directly cast the Phantom Feather Divine Movement, distorted the void, and instantly moved to the right side of the martial artist with the iron sword.

I saw Ling Xiaoye shoot it with one hand, a simple move, and there were no fancy moves to speak of.

But it was this simple blow, but Ling Xiaoye smiled and said, "Burst!"

The hundreds of veins and eyes on the palm of his hand contained the true yuan, as well as the poison that transformed power, and in the blink of an eye, when Ling Xiaoye's palm touched the martial artist, there was a crackling sound.

The man with the iron sword, who was slapped on the shoulder by Ling Xiaoye, suddenly melted a large piece of ice cubes that were being roasted by fire under the sun.

Some of the flesh was shocked by the True Yuan poured out by Ling Xiaoye, and some were corrupted by the poison that Ling Xiaoye had stored.

In short, the man with the iron sword was directly smashed by the blow, from the shoulder to the waist!

The sword-wielding warrior, who hadn't figured out what was going on, let out a terrible scream at this moment and broke through the sky.

Then the man fell headlong from heaven to the earth.

The man who was rubbing rouge on the side, his eyes widened, and he couldn't believe that this was true.