didn't have time to think about it at all, Feng Ren scolded, waved his right arm forward, and Xingchen tears suddenly came out of his hand. Due to his too haste, he didn't have time to cast the Flying Chill Thrill in the Reverse Dao Sword at all, it was just the most ordinary blow.

However, the speed and precision were impeccable, and the moment before the Abyss Fishing Hook Blade was about to slash Gu Yayin, the tip of Stardust Tear's sword was already in place, and if the two blades continued to advance according to the previous trajectory, they would inevitably collide together, and the original fatal blow would also collapse.

However, Lisa Weng suddenly smiled proudly, the crescent moon hook blade of the abyss fishing actually reversed and swung to the side, not colliding with the stardust tears at all, after the cold light passed, he jumped out and came to Gu Yayin's body, and slashed down with a palm.

Ping!

I saw a black mist in the palm of Lisa Weng's palm tumbling and condensing into a skeleton-like bombardment on the Ji Yin blade, Gu Yayin, who was too far apart in strength, couldn't resist such an impact at all, and there was a sharp pain in his right arm, and his five fingers let go of the straight knife and let go.

"Don't underestimate me too much!"

Gu Yayin snorted again, and the short crossbow in her left hand was raised, directly against the lower abdomen of Demoiselle Weng.

Click!

The moment the machine was pulled, the Demoiselle shook the abyssal fishing, the end of the long rod pressed against the short crossbow, and the three short arrows that shot out grazed his side, not hurting him in the slightest.

Immediately afterward, he shook his body and shifted to Gu Yayin's back, and the five fingers of his left hand were claw-like and pressed on his shoulder, dragging them, blocking in front of him, and the scorching sword tip of the Wind Tenacity Burning Nirvana also descended at this moment.

However, if this sword is pierced, it must be Gu Yayin who will be pierced first!

In an instant, the sword momentum stopped, and Feng Ren's sword action froze in mid-air, looking at the red flame sword qi that rolled back on the blade bombarded his chest, and his body retreated.

A ray of cold light instantly caught up with his retreating figure, and the abyssal fishing in his hand that was hiding behind Gu Yayin was raised high, and the crescent moon hook blade grazed the body that Feng Ren couldn't dodge, and the cold sharp energy cut into his right rib.

Severe pain came, and even though the Dire Robe protected the body to avoid direct damage, the force that penetrated through the defense raged in the Wind Toughness body, which was also very uncomfortable.

Enduring the pain, his body trembled slightly, Feng Ren gritted his teeth and changed his sword to his right hand, and the Burning Silence Nirvana held the tip of the sword downward, since Le Lisa Weng held Gu Yayin hostage as a shield, he could not attack directly, but at least he had to block the dangerous attack in front of him.

However, Demoiselle obviously expected Feng Ren's movements, and dragged the abyss fishing to the side, and a trace of strength was transmitted through the silk thread to the hook blade position, and he actually bent up the section of silk thread that swept past the opponent's figure out of thin air, and the crescent moon hook blade that shook upwards viciously hooked it, and it just hooked Feng Ren's right wrist and pulled it.

The action froze, and Feng Ren watched as the abyss fishing line that was about to be cut off deviated from the edge of the blade, and his right wrist was restrained, and it was already difficult to pursue, not to mention that Demoiselle's next move was also coming.

The slender silk thread trembled in the air, and the circle of shadows swirled around it, and when it reached the crescent crescent hook blade, the phantom swayed, splitting out more than a dozen slender shadows.

In the next moment, more than a dozen hook blades that came out of the new illusion hooked up, locking the wrists, elbows, shoulders, knees, ankles, and left and right waists on Feng Ren's body, and the shaking silk threads were also wrapped around his body.

Suddenly, Feng Ren's body was completely restrained and unable to move, and the silk threads were still tightening, squeezing the tangled parts to protrude, and all the hook blades were buzzing, as if trying to break through the last layer of defense under the Dire robe.

"In this way, I see how you can resist? Even a Dao-level general-level strength dares to fight against me, it's really self-defeating!"

At the same time, a sharp sound of breaking the air came from far and near, and I saw a little cold light sweeping through the air, shooting towards the straightened abyss fishing line.

The silk line of the abyssal fishing is so slender that you can't even see it clearly from a little distance, let alone a dimly lit underground cave.

However, Demoiselle was certain that the sudden arrow would hit his thread and cut it off.

He was unwilling to let the wind tenacity that he had finally restrained regain his strength, so he hurriedly released the unfinished energy condensed in his palm in advance, and gently swung it to the side through the slender silk thread. I saw a barrier covering the silk thread, and when it was pierced by the sudden arrow, the arrow itself was also shattered and turned into dust.

However, Ling Liweng's face changed again, he grabbed Gu Yayin and shook it to the side, looking at a feather arrow grazing the corner of his forehead, and a few cold stinging pains were engraved on his skin, which was a little uncomfortable.

At the same time, the sound of whistling through the air continued, and I saw more than ten feather arrows flying in the air in the distance.

"Carving insect skills!"

Lisa Weng snorted, released the five fingers of his left hand, and then hit Gu Yayin on the back with a backhand, not looking at where she fell, the free left hand directly turned into a palm-like blast in the air, and the surging shadow energy rolled in mid-air and condensed into a hideous skeleton with an open mouth, swallowing all the feather arrows in one gulp.

Rumble!

The shadow skeleton continued to approach into the distance, and the remains of more than a dozen feathered arrows fell from it, turning into dust.

In the distance, Sikong Qiao'er gasped, wiped the sweat on his forehead and hummed: "It's really difficult to deal with, even this trick can be dodged." ”

With that, she flicked her fingers behind her waist, and stopped the moment she touched the wolf star feather arrow, and at the same time frowned, and her fingers directly rehooked the bowstring in the air, and quickly opened, bending like a full moon.

In the blink of an eye, a halo of ripples appeared on the big bow Tianqi Gemini, and Sikong Qiao'er even divided the figure with a bow into two, only to see two female figures holding bows and strings standing in a left and right lunge, and the condensed arrows between their fingers slowly took shape.

One of the figures had long hair fluttering, and it was also a blurred figure, slightly taller than Sikong Qiao'er.

"Sister, lend me your power for the time being!"

The strings moved, the arrows came out, and the two translucent condensed arrows collided and merged in the air, and an even sharper arrow burst into the mouth of the shadow skull that had come to Sikong Qiao'er less than twenty meters in front of him.

At that moment, the shadow skeleton and the condensed arrow were castrated and temporarily paused in mid-air, and the collision was startled with bursts of shattered streamers.

Seeing this, Sikong Qiao'er, whose figure had regained into one, raised the big bow in his hand again, and the three wolf star feather arrows he drew were put together, and the little strength on his fingertips turned into a ring to merge the arrows.

"Go!"

The three feathered arrows shot out on top of each other, hitting the end of the previous condensed feathered arrow.

In an instant, the wolf feather arrow shattered from the arrow to the tail feather. However, the condensed feather arrow was also hit by another force, and it rushed forward, finally piercing through the huge shadow skeleton!

The swirling wind then tore through all the power of Demoiselle's palm, and Sikong Qiao'er shook and half-knelt on the forehead of the leyline king insect, and a bright red slid down the corner of his mouth.

"Brother, all Qiao'er can do is end here......"

The condensed arrow flew through the sky, but the remaining momentum had already faded by half, and the prepared Demoiselle Weng just raised his hand to block it and smashed it, and then smiled fiercely: "Now, there should be no more troublemakers halfway, right?"

The next moment, his gaze glanced back at Feng Ren, who was restrained, but it happened to meet his eyes like a burning flame.

Looking at Gu Yayin's downed figure, Feng Ren only felt a violent heat in his body gushing out of the meridians, and there was only one thought left in his mind...... Absolutely not, we must not allow the tragedy of loss to happen again!

With a low roar, the pale blue of the ten wings behind him faded and were spread by a dark red, and at the same time, the edge of the wings turned, and the slender and sharp pieces of illusory feathers slashed directly at him.

Snort!

All the threads were broken, and all the hooked blades were shattered into nothingness under the force of the wind tough robe.

Immediately afterwards, he raised his hand and flicked it, and the burning silence nirvana shot out of his hand, and the scorching sword momentum slashed far towards the shocked Demoiselle Weng, but he swooped downward, stretched out his arm and grabbed Gu Yayin in his arms before she landed, and the warm palm was already attached to her back.

At this moment, although the churning power in Feng Tough's body is extremely violent, the essence of the light attribute energy is still there, and it can also produce a certain self-healing ability when it is transmitted into Gu Yayin's body.

However, broken meridians and disordered internal breath are not so easy to repair.

"I'm sorry...... I shouldn't have come. I always think that I can help you, who knows, I am still so useless. Gu Yayin coughed up a mouthful of blood, and the smile on her face was very reluctant and full of apologies.

"Sister Yin, stop talking, I'll take you out of here. ”

Feng Ren's face was anxious, and the light attribute energy injected into the woman's body in his palm also increased, trying his best to maintain her condition from continuing to deteriorate. At least, it can last until it rushes back to Wanzhu City.

With a casual palm in his hand, that is also the strength of a Dao-level king-level powerhouse, Gu Yayin's strength is not at the domain level, how can he withstand it? Just relying on the healing of the power of the light attribute is tantamount to a drop in the bucket.

However, the untimely voice of the Demoiselle Weng also sounded: "Hmph, you can't go anywhere, all of you are dying here!"

Ping!

The Burning Silence Nirvana was picked away by him, but the scorching heat that spread through the abyssal fishing in his right arm also made him a little uncomfortable, but he didn't care at all.

Slowly raising his head, Feng Ren looked at the figure in the air, and shouted: "Since you are looking for death, then I will fulfill you!"

In his eyes, a rich pitch black quickly filled, with a few hints of dark red in it.

Holding Gu Yayin tightly with his left hand, and holding it with his right hand, the stardust tears in the distance were inductively shot back, and they were once again held by Feng Ren, and the blade of the cold light flickered with a finger, and Sen Leng had already locked the figure of Demoiselle Weng from afar.

"Come on. ”

With a soft sigh, Feng Ren's figure burst out in an instant, and a raised sword pierced the sky, and the sword intent was clear.

"Damn you here!"

With a snort, he raised his hands horizontally to catch up with the abyss, and the shadows of the long rod rolled up and down the whole body, and countless illusory chains connected to the hook blade shook in the void.

Ping!

A few bright starlights bloomed in the air, and the figure of Feng Ren had already swept past the Demoiselle, and a line of silver rainbow streamer flowed on the tip of the slanted stardust tear sword.

Demoiselle looked down, looking in disbelief at the shadow of the abyss in his hand, and the long rod was cut off from it, this blade that had terrified many powerhouses in the Middle Domain, never thought that it would be destroyed here.

However, the sword momentum of Wind Toughness is not over yet.

As soon as he turned around, he shouted angrily, and countless brilliant starlights condensed in the swing of his sword, which overlapped and condensed into a line of brilliant stabbing towards the Demoiselle in the distance.

This sword was his last move against Jiang Yuan!

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