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Jiang Daotian drew his sword and returned, standing indifferently in mid-air, the long sword in his hand was constantly bleeding.

The red shadow snorted, falling weakly from mid-air, Yao Xiang rushed forward, his trembling hand hurriedly caught the soft delicate body, his throat became a little hoarse, and said in pain: "Why?!Are you stupid?"

"Fire!"

The mournful voice of a cold woman echoed in the distance.

Yao Xiang never expected that Huo Huo'er would rush out and block this deadly sword for him.

"Ahem......"

Huo Huo'er was lying in Yao Xiang's arms, her pretty face was snow-white, and the corners of her mouth kept spilling blood, but she showed a bitter smile: "This is my ...... I owe you. ”

Outside the Yuehua Mountains, he owes his life in exchange for life.

In the cave, the delay owed to him led to the later life and death crisis of Fang Qing.

Yao Xiang raised his head slightly, his Adam's apple rolled up and down, but he couldn't say a word, and endless emotions blocked his throat like a tide.

Regret is unwilling, angry and distressed, and there is a trace of guilt.

He has always known about this girl's thoughts about him, but after that Yuehua Mountain Range, he began to alienate her intentionally or unintentionally, even if she was unintentionally involved Fang Qing, but in Yao Xiang's heart, the girl in the black dress was too important.

Clean and neat, cut off the sprouts of love, and turn long pain into short pain.

Yao Xiang...... Do you know, I'm really envious, so envious of Fang Qing, why can she get your true affection. ”

Huo Huo'er was angry, but laughed miserably.

"I saw that you did not hesitate to fight with Feng Jingwo for her sake and violated the door rules, I really envy her. ”

"She left, you lost your soul, I also feel very heartbroken, you sat on the threshold for three days, I also waited behind the tree for three days, Yao Xiang, I Huo Huo'er, I think I am no worse than Fang Qing......"

Huo Huo'er's voice was desolate.

"Don't speak, I'll take your life!"

Yao Xiang suppressed the emotions in his heart, he hurriedly injected Xuan power into Huo Huo'er's body, but it was useless, he was in a hurry, and even used a trace of the power of the dragon soul fruit, but he was noticed by the dragon and hurriedly stopped.

"Are you crazy? She can't bear the power of the Dragon Soul Fruit at all!"

Yu Long glared and shouted.

"What then? I'm going to save her!"

Yao Xiang was at a loss.

Yu Long was silent, with the current situation, he couldn't save it, and he couldn't save it.

Seeing that Yu Long was silent, Yao Xiang's heart also sank, and he looked at the miserable white face in his arms, his eyes were scarlet.

"Ahem......"

Huo Huo'er coughed again and spit out a mouthful of blood, staining her already bright red dress.

"Yao Xiang ......"

Huo Huo'er looked at Yao Xiang with gloomy and beautiful eyes, her red lips moved slightly, and she said softly: "After this time, you should ...... You won't be holding a grudge against me, will you?"

Yao Xiang clenched his teeth, his voice was hoarse, and he said bitterly: "I have never held a grudge against you, and I know that you are unintentional, but I only have Fang Qing in my heart, and I can't tolerate others anymore......"

Huo Huo'er barely pulled a smile at the corner of his mouth.

I don't know what to do, but I always fall in love.

"Don't feel guilty, don't be sad...... I don't deserve that from you. ”

Huo Huo'er's voice became softer and softer, and the blood on her chest even stained Yao Xiang's clothes red, dripping to the ground.

Yao Xiang's arms holding her were trembling slightly.

"I don't regret ......"

Huo Huo'er slowly closed her beautiful eyes and said softly: "I am also satisfied to be able to die in your arms like this." ”

"No...... Nope!"

Yao Xiang raised his head and roared angrily.

There was a flash of thunder in the sky, illuminating the blood-soaked mountain range.

Yao Xiang lowered his head, holding the delicate body that had gradually cooled down, he regretted it, he was unwilling, and he was still angry.

But to no avail.

He involved a girl who loved him deeply.

Yu Long crossed his body, looked at the power of the Yu Dragon Soul Fruit that was already boiling outside the dantian with blood-red eyes, and sighed softly.

"Yao Xiang, have you decided?"

Yu Long seriously shouted out Yao Xiang's name and said slowly.

Yao Xiang raised his head slightly, revealing a pair of bloodshot scarlet pupils, he hugged Huo Huo'er in his arms, walked to a bluestone in front of him, put Huo Huo'er in his hand flat, and immediately took off his clothes and covered it.

"She died because of me. ”

Yao Xiang's voice was very soft.

He raised his head and looked at the indifferent Jiang Daotian in mid-air, whose long sword was still dripping blood.

"Okay! as long as you dare to do it, Master Long will dare to accompany you crazy!"

The dragon nodded and shouted heavily.

Yao Xiang regained his grip on the Dragon Pan Sword, he grasped the hilt of the sword with both hands, and the pitch-black long sword dragged on the ground, leaving a trail on the ground.

As he moved, the corpses of many Sword Sect disciples and elders lying around him were rapidly shrinking at this moment, and a blood-colored airflow visible to the naked eye merged into Yao Xiang's body, and a cold aura emanated from Yao Xiang's body.

"What is this?"

Jiang Daotian's eyes widened, looking at the changes in those corpses, and then he looked at Yao Xiang in shock, his eyes full of disbelief.

"Boom ......"

Yao Xiang's aura suddenly crossed the barrier of the Great Xuandan Realm, and forced into the half-step Xuansan Realm, and soon it was on par with Jiang Daotian, and the degree of transcendence was dumbfounded.

"Magic ...... Magic!"

Jiang Daotian's face finally had a panicked expression that things were out of control, and he stared at Yao Xiang deadly, and a panicked cry rang out suddenly.

"You're a demon cultivator!?"

The word Demon Cultivation seemed to have a huge magical power, which made everyone stop fighting, even Xu Meng, who was fighting with the nine-headed ghost lion, cast his eyes.

Yao Xiang clenched the Dragon Pan Sword in his hand, his voice was full of monstrous killing intent, and he roared angrily: "Blood Transformation Demon Technique!"

Infinite blood and qi poured into Yao Xiang's body as power.

Yao Xiang jumped up and slashed down with a sword at Jiang Daotian.

The vast and mixed mystical power, as if opening the heavens and the earth, pierces everything, tears through everything that stands in front of it, and the momentum is huge.

Jiang Daotian tried his best to condense all the Xuan Force in front of him to form a shield, and did his best to resist this upcoming attack, and the mixed Xuan Force hit the shield like a huge wave, and the shield rippled violently.

"Bang ......"

Finally, in Jiang Daotian's frightened eyes, the shield cracked one after another, and finally burst open with a bang.

Before Jiang Daotian could make a move, a figure rushed towards him with a sword, the pitch-black long sword in his hand was like a scythe of death, and the cold breath was scattered, Jiang Daotian could only see a flash of black shadows, and the next moment, a pair of scarlet eyes appeared in his sight.

It was a pair of blood-red eyes that were inhuman, cold, ruthless, violent, and cold.

The next moment, Jiang Daotian's terrible scream sounded, one arm flew up and fell to the ground, Jiang Daotian covered the broken arm, retreated in panic, his eyes were full of horror and resentment.

He stared at the handsome young man holding the dragon sword,

Yao Xiang is like a bloody beast, terrifying.

Obsessed.

Demonization!