Xian looked at the white tiger's hideous face and couldn't understand why the previously upright white tiger had become like this.

Behind the White Tiger, Bi Su looked at him with a sad face, and said to the two beside him: "The person that Lord White Tiger is facing should be his evil fate - his former friend and current rival - the prince of the fairy world. It's hard to deal with, shouldn't we help? ”

Angsu looked at Bi Su's expression, and his face showed sadness, but he soon looked at her with a wicked smile: "If you sleep with me, I will help, how about it?"

"You!" Bisu didn't expect Aung Su to say such a thing at such a moment.

But without waiting for Bi Su's answer at all, Ang Su had already rushed out, and his white face suddenly became hideous.

Angsu's move directly terminated the dialogue between the white tiger chords, and in an instant, the men and horses on both sides immediately went into battle and all shots.

As soon as Aung Su appeared, the white tiger swung his blade blood and rushed straight at Xian's head as soon as he appeared.

Xian was distracted by Angsu, but quickly blocked the Sijing knife in front of his forehead.

There was a "clang" sound, and as expected by the strings, the white tiger's sword was aimed at his forehead. The string didn't see the White Tiger's movements clearly, so he was blinded, and if the White Tiger's habits changed, this sword would be his last action before he died.

"Hmph. The white tiger found that his sword habit had been seen through by the strings, so he snorted coldly, withdrew the blade blood, and rushed forward again.

And Angsu, who shot at the beginning, has been stopped by Gongsun Yan at this time, and Angsu, who has no weapons, has no advantage under Gongsun Yan's Thunder God Sword.

Kui Su immediately rushed up with a wine gourd, originally to help Ang Su, but was stopped by Nie Zhonglong.

Nie Zhonglong's fancy was to catch a person, then stare at him and fight, and find the opportunity to rush into the demon domain. Luckily, Kuijuku was chosen.

After that, the only woman under the command of the White Tiger, Bi Su, and the only woman who rushed to help, Yu Qian'er, fought.

Yu Qian'er can be called a little bird by Gongsun Yan's side on weekdays, but once she does it with others, she really doesn't have any affection. The Electric Sword, which was originally small in front of the Thor Sword, suddenly burst out in the air with a flickering flash of light because it was full of wildness, and rushed towards the opponent with a lethal effect.

Bi Su did not show weakness in the face of the menacing Yu Qian'er, and with a turn of one hand behind him, a black sword suddenly stood out from the dark background behind him.

Yu Qian'er didn't react for a while, until the black sword arrived, and the electric sword suddenly seemed to be absorbed, and took Yu Qian'er's hand to the black sword, so that she escaped the catastrophe.

There was no expression on Bi Su's miserable white face, and the black sword continued to swipe lightly, without making a sound at all, as if it was as thin as a cicada's wings, completely out of contact with the air, and ghostly disappeared from Yu Qian'er's eyes.

When the black sword in front of Yu Qian'er's eyes disappeared, Bi Yue's face appeared directly in sight, Yu Qian'er's nerves suddenly froze, and she always felt that she might have overlooked something crucial.

"Mirrors. ”

The water moon mirror flower, unintentionally comes. Knowing the illusion, he did not return in vain.

When Bi Su's mouth moved slightly, Yu Qian'er felt that this was an illusion that was being activated, but knowing that the dust had settled, she couldn't move, and finally could only watch the surrounding environment collapse little by little.

The mountains in the distance are no longer mountains, twisted into a spiral. The people around me are no longer human, they all become irregular flat shapes, and then they wither like withered flowers.

Yu Qian'er didn't dare to move at all, but her body was still shaking with the electric sword.

......

Gongsun Yan, who was fighting with Ang Su, couldn't take advantage of it even if he held the Thunder God Sword. Because Angsu's action characteristics are very special, he is an apostrophe, and his left hand is exactly the right hand that Gongsun Yan uses, causing Gongsun Yan to be unable to restrain one or two.

But when Gongsun Yan glanced at Yu Qian'er with a slanted eye, Yu Qian'er's eyes were shocked when he saw the battle, Yu Qian'er's eyes completely lost color, and the electric sword in his hand was almost relying on his own will to deal with Bi Su, which seemed to be in danger.

"Do you still have the leisure to care about others?" Ang Su's words carried a hint of provocation, and he immediately approached closely.

Angsu has no weapons, and close combat is extremely advantageous, Gongsun Yan can't suffer such a loss at will, and hurriedly retreats.

However, this retreat still lost the opportunity and fell to the point of defense.

When the couple Gongsun Yan and Yu Qian'er were in danger, Nie Zhonglong's situation was much better. Nie Zhonglong, a reporter of the history of the dragon clan in the spirit world, is it not more than enough to deal with a drunk?

That's what everyone who has the energy to watch here.

Nie Zhonglong's handsome appearance with the Cold Moon Knife is definitely better than Kui Su's sloppy appearance with a wine gourd.

And this time happened to be when Nie Zhonglong took the lead and slapped his palm on Kui Su's chest.

As soon as Kui Su retreated, it was ten zhang away, the power was not small, his body was numb and painful, he poured a sip of wine, and looked at Nie Zhonglong, who was standing majestically in the wind, but laughed: "I am a martial arts competition, but not a handsome one, what is the use of being good-looking, it is not as good as a sip of good wine." ”

Nie Zhonglong saw that Kui Su was actually drunk most of the time when he said this, and now was not the time for him to be a decent man and a gentleman.

But when Nie Zhonglong came over with his sword, Kui Su didn't hide at all, but when the Cold Moon Knife was veneered, the same backwards, the support point of the whole person was only on one right foot, and then he held the wine gourd in both hands, and kicked his left foot violently at night.

Nie Zhonglong noticed that this drunken fist was powerful, and his feet were cold, but he still let him turn over and dodge. He raised the corners of his mouth, turned over and fought again.

The battle between Nie Zhonglong and the battle of the White Tiger and the strings was even more intense, and the two of them went back and forth, making moves at high speed, and they were already in the air.

The White Tiger's blade blood was still in a state of hunger, and the string's Sijing Knife had no combat merits.

"It's a lot better. "The white tiger stood on a high elevation, looking down at the strings.

The string leaped up in the air: "More than you see." ”

In a trance, both of them seemed to have returned to that youthful period-

"Prince Xian, you seem to be a lot more powerful. "The young White Tiger has always been the best combat partner of the strings except for Xingjun.

After hearing the praise, Xian will never be complacent, but will use his 120% strength to let Bai Hu recognize that he is not strong enough to be able to see where his strength is.

"Ah......h

Xian stopped the sword in his hand and smiled slightly: "How is it now?"

"It's amazing. The white tiger nodded.

Xian was still not satisfied, but said, "I am more powerful than you see." ”

The white tiger also doesn't mind this pride of the strings: "I hope to be able to see your full strength if you have the opportunity." ”

"There will be a chance. "At that time, the string would never have imagined that his crow's beak would be realized in such a situation.