Nangong Wan glanced down at Yan Ge, and had already made up her mind in her heart, if she couldn't escort her home, what would it matter if she died in battle.

He turned over and dismounted, stepped on a thin layer of clouds and mist, and used spiritual power as a shield to protect him in front of him.

The landlord sneered, "You are not my opponent at all, and you can't protect her at all." ”

The figure of the landlord was like a shadow, and when he came to Nangong Wan, he directly met the spiritual power in his palm. As soon as the palm fell, the halo spread out, and it had no effect. Suddenly, black-purple smoke was released under the halo, and the next moment, the smoke turned into a complex circular formation and poured in, engulfing the halo and hitting Nangong Wan's body hard.

Nangong spat out a mouthful of blood.

The landlord poked Nangong Wan's chest, and he spit out again.

"Look at you, how are you hurt, and you still want to protect her? It's overwhelming! ”

"After staying in Qiancifang for a long time, have you forgotten that you are an ordinary man, and you really regard yourself as a master?"

The landlord turned his head sideways and asked the door owner behind him: "You said before that this person escaped from Tiangong Tower ten years ago?" ”

An elderly man stepped forward respectfully, "Back to the landlord, it's true, but I haven't found out what his true appearance is yet." ”

"Where did you get out of here?"

"The first floor of the dungeon."

"That's useless waste. I really didn't expect that after the waste of my Tiangong Tower escaped, I would be able to run to the Thousand Porcelain Workshop to hide. It seems that the Thousand Porcelain Workshop is really getting worse day by day. ”

Nangong Wan stood up, waved down with one hand, a strong light swept by, the landlord and the door owners were swept out by a strong force, and those who thought that the landlord was there and took it lightly fell to the ground, and barely stood up even with a roll, very embarrassed.

Nangong Wan replied to him quietly: "If you die in the hands of waste, wouldn't you be more wasteful than waste?" ”

The landlord's eyes were full of murderous aura, and black and purple smoke was released all over his body, and with the pattern in his palm, Nangong Wan was dragged into the air.

"It was the deity just now, now, do you still have that good luck?"

Above the ocean, Bo Yun gave in, and the masters of the Tiangong Tower led the guards to surround and kill.

Nangong Wan smiled contemptuously, "So many people deal with me, it's not a martial arts, right?" ”

The landlord handed the other door owners a stern look, and everyone could only put away their killing intent and retreated one after another.

The landlord has moved to kill, and the momentum is fierce, and the move is deadly. Nangong Wan dragged his seriously injured body and barely coped.

I don't know how long it took, the landlord was tired, but Nangong Wan was still holding on. The blood mist rose and the thin clouds were stained scarlet.

"I didn't expect that you could last until this time."

In fact, the reason why Nangong Wan has been able to support it until now is not only that his spiritual power is ten times stronger than usual, and he sees death as if he were at home, but also because his opponent is not as strong as he imagined.

He seemed to be injured.

Nangong Wan stared at the landlord carefully, his breath was unstable, and the power of black porcelain was intermittent, as if he had been seriously injured.

Originally, it was a decisive battle to fight alone, but the masters of Tiangong Tower saw that the situation was not right, and immediately led the guards to surround it.

Nangong Wan has dragged on until now, and she has no strength to deal with the entanglement of so many people. was already tired of coping, but the landlord actually took advantage of the void to sneak attack, and transformed the formation above the air, and the formation immediately turned into several phantoms to blind Nangong Wan's eyes.

Virtuality and reality are entangled, and Nangong can only adapt to the situation.

Suddenly, there was a sharp pain in his back, like thunder and lightning whipping through his body.

Nangong Wan no longer had the strength to deal with it, and his body fell into the ocean like a stone.

A white shadow hugged him, soft as a cloud.

He lifted his heavy eyelids and saw the familiar face.

I remember the moment she took him out of Tiangong Tower ten years ago.

Perhaps it was the thought of this moment that gave him infinite courage. He picked himself up and stood still in the wind.

The landlord smiled contemptuously, "It's destined to die, why bother to die and struggle." ”

Nangong said lately: "Until the last moment, who knows how it will end!" ”

The landlord disdained to talk to him, and only advised the song: "Owner, you are a smart person, you should know what the current situation is." I don't need to say much about what to choose, right? ”

Yan Ge covered his chest, and although the pain was unbearable, he replied sonorously: "Tiangonglou has turned the world into a prison, even if I die, I will never give in to you." ”

The landlord said: "Give me a little time, Tiangonglou can be much more powerful than Qiancifang, what it can do, we can do it in Tiangonglou." What it can't do, we can do! Stay in Tiangong Tower, I can let you live with heaven and earth! ”

Yan Ge sneered, surrounded by golden light on his chest, condensing a huge golden array, and under a closer look, there were nine pieces of porcelain rotating in the golden light, and the spiritual power became stronger and stronger as it rotated.

Those sect masters and guards who were close to Yange were swept away by the magic circle, and they lost the power of black porcelain, like a reckless grass, and any arrow could pierce and shoot them.

One by one, the guards fell, turning into black smoke.

Vast guards poured in from all directions, and it seemed that they could not be killed at all. During the fight, Yan Ge heard a familiar voice.

"Lord Fang, my subordinates are late for escort!"

Jiang Cheng led the guards of the Thousand Porcelain Workshop to escort him.

For a time, the two sides fought bloodily on the ocean, the clouds and mist were like blood, the ocean was dyed, and the sky and the earth were the same color.

Seeing that the situation was not right, the landlord recalled the owners of the door, and urged the black porcelain array, the wind blew the clouds, and the black smoke was like thunder.

It didn't take long for Yan Ge and Nangong Wan to discover that something was wrong.

They seemed to be trapped in the illusion, and they clearly tried their best but couldn't break through, and one by one the guards of the Tiangong Tower transformed by black porcelain fell and stood up, endlessly, killing inexhaustibly.

Yan Ge picked up Nangong Wan, whose face was as white as paper, and wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, "You go back first, and the Thousand Porcelain Workshop will be handed over to you." ”

Nangong Wan held her hand and didn't let go, "Handle your own affairs by yourself, don't want to throw them to me!" ”

Nangong took the jade porcelain in the evening, and the jade porcelain turned into a horse again.

He threw the song onto the horse, and the horse rode away very obediently.

Nangong Wan stayed alone to fight, but he was powerless to return to the sky, and a huge magic circle turned into a cage and shrouded him.

With a bang, Jiang Cheng fell from the sky, fell to the ground, and vomited blood incessantly. The next moment, countless sharp knives were placed on his neck.

Nangong Wan looked at the end of the clouds, and under the red clouds and mist, there were only traces left by the galloping horses.

On horseback, Yan Ge planned to go back to Nangong Wan.

If something happened to him, she would never survive.

But the horse did not listen to her, but ran on.

"Can't you even tell who your master is?" Yan Ge hated and anxious.

Suddenly, a figure appeared in front of him, and the horse was frightened, its hooves soaring, and it neighed loudly.

It is the owner of the Tiangong Tower.

"The owner really doesn't think about my words, I sincerely want to keep you."

Yan Ge flew up, turned jade porcelain into a sword, and fought away.

A man's ethereal voice came from the air: "Your spiritual power has not recovered, and you are injured again, you are too weak." If you force yourself to be strong, you will die. You can rest assured, staying in Tiangong Tower will never treat you badly, including your soldiers. ”

Although Yan Ge was weak, his words were sonorous, "After killing you, I will get rid of Tiangong Tower, and see how you still bring disaster to the world!"

The long sword split the heaven and the earth, the momentum was like a rainbow, the landlord didn't catch it, his chest stagnated, and a line of blood flowed from the corner of his mouth.

The landlord gritted his teeth, "You forced me!" ”

One by one, the magic circles condensed into strange doors, trapping Yan Ge in them. Yan Ge swung his sword and slashed down, but he missed, and suddenly there was a pain behind him, and the whole person flew out!

Yan Ge, who fell to the ground, reacted extremely quickly and swung his sword out.

The sword is cold, and he slashes towards the landlord.

The landlord leaned back, but he still didn't dodge, and the fierce sword cut a bloody mark on his face.

Beneath the bloodstains, the skin was split in half, as if the mask had been split.

A new face appeared in front of Yan Ge's eyes.

It turned out to be a porcelain shadow.

"Is that you?"

Yan Ge couldn't believe his eyes.

Porcelain Shadow touched his face weakly, and found that the truth had surfaced, and in a panic, an unprecedented anger erupted, and the huge black porcelain power surrounded and killed.

Yan Song was invincible, half-kneeling on the ground, vomiting blood. The body was so light as if it would be blown away by a gust of wind at any moment, dizzy, dazed and tired.

In a trance, she saw that dozens of zhang away, the porcelain shadow was also seriously injured like her, and she could no longer exert a trace of black porcelain power.

She was a little stunned, not knowing what was going on.

Porcelain Shadow was terrified in her heart, remembering that twenty years ago, when she fought with her, the same situation had occurred. Yan Ge was injured, and he was also injured.

Don't...... Is it because of that piece of white porcelain?

Porcelain Shadow touched his chest, which hurt as if it was about to break.

He raised his eyes to look at Yan Ge, as if he understood what was going on.

Several door masters rushed to besiege and kill Yan Ge.

This is the best opportunity, and if you miss it, it will be difficult to get rid of her in the future!

Yan Ge also knew that he had no power to fight back, so he closed his eyes and waited for death to come.

At the last moment, a figure rushed in front of her, blocking the attack of the various sect masters.

Looking up, I couldn't believe my eyes, this person was actually the porcelain shadow of the owner of Tiangong Tower.

The masters didn't know what was going on, so they could only take the offensive first.

The porcelain shadow fell to the ground, dying, and shouted with all his might: "Stand down!" ”