"Click—bang!"

The ice ball shattered, and a huge green fairy sword rushed out of the ice ball, and after a whirl in the air, it quickly slashed towards Huang San's left shoulder.

Huang San was suddenly startled, subconsciously turned sideways, and resisted with the water mass in his left hand.

"Bang-"

The green fairy sword slammed into the water mass and made a loud noise, and Huang San's left wrist also rattled, making a sound of bones shattering.

And the green glow on the fairy sword also faded, revealing Lu Ning'an's appearance.

"With your little cultivation, you also want to hurt me?" Huang San laughed angrily, and forcibly endured the sharp pain in his wrist to condense a water mass again.

Then, the water mass exploded violently, and Lu Ningan was rushed down by the huge impact of the current, and smashed a large stone on the ground.

Lu Ning'an was dizzy, and he had a sharp pain in his right leg, and he couldn't get up for a while.

But at this time, as Huang San's left hand moved away, the ice thorns in the sky inevitably stopped, and the empty door in front of his chest was wide open!

There are flaws!

Ling Xiaowu's eyes lit up, he forcibly cheered up, pinched a sword trick with both hands, and injected all the remaining true qi in his body into the immortal sword "intercession" under his feet.

"Edgeworthiness, go!"

The fairy sword interceded slightly, and then with a snort, it shot out and stabbed Huang San's chest.

Huang San noticed that the fairy sword interceded and slashed away, and hurriedly withdrew his left hand to defend.

But in the next moment, the rolling red dust of love came to his face, and Huang San's movements couldn't help but pause.

"W-t-t-"

As soon as the fairy sword interceded, it brought up a string of blood lines, leaving a blood hole in the middle of Huang San's chest.

"Ahem, ahem—"

With a violent coughing sound, an extremely illusory blood-colored shadow floated out of Huang San's body, glanced at the fairy sword in horror and interceded, and then turned his head and fled into the distance without hesitation.

The Ancient Immortal Weapon, the Immortal Sword "Question", why does it appear here?

Moreover, it must have been one of the laws of Aoba just now, the power of love and hate, right?

Thinking of this, the evil ran faster.

This news must be sent back to the Demon Abyss!

After the evil clan left his body, Huang San's face instantly turned pale, and then his head tilted, and he fell to the ground like a broken kite.

"Breeze, swift."

Ling Xiaowu forcibly endured the dizziness that came from his mind, and forcibly urged the talisman on his leg.

Then he quickly flew towards Huang San, reaching out to catch Huang San before she fell to the ground.

Then, Ling Xiaowu couldn't support it anymore, his body went limp, and he collapsed to the ground with Huang San in his arms, falling into a coma.

"Little Witch!"

Lu Ningan propped his arms on the ground, gritted his teeth to get himself up from the pile of rubble, and then dragged his obviously broken right leg to Ling Xiaowu's side with a limp.

Then he opened the medicine bottle, poured the last two "Strengthening Pills" into his hands, and then broke Ling Xiaowu's mouth and fed her one pill, and then Huang San also fed one pill.

The complexions on Ling Xiaowu and Huang San's faces instantly improved slightly.

Then, Lu Ningan drilled past him again and shouted at Meng Hongping who was farther away.

"Sister Hongping, come back quickly!"

Meng Hongping has already been seriously injured, but she has been barely supporting herself.

After hearing Lu Ning'an's shout, she gathered her demonic power and temporarily forced Zhao Song to retreat with a fan, and then rolled her body into a folding fan again, and flew back to Lu Ning'an's waist.

"The slave family is too seriously injured, and the Jade Immortal is in retreat at this time, unable to make a move... The slave family is going to sleep, and next, it's up to Xiao Langjun..."

Fourteen kitchen knives appeared neatly in front of Lu Ning'an, and then Meng Hongping's voice gradually weakened until it fell completely silent.

Lu Ningan looked at the fourteen kitchen knives in a daze, and then looked down at Ling Xiaowu, who was unconscious in his arms, and Shui Huangsan, who was also in a coma beside him.

A violent emotion suddenly rose from the bottom of his heart, and a trace of scarlet blood flashed from the depths of his eyes from time to time, evil and tyrannical...

"Lu Ning'an, Mr. Lu." Zhao Song, who was in the distance, raised his long sword flatly, pointed at Lu Ning'an, and said indifferently, "Please hand over that fan demon!"

Lu Ningan lowered his head and squeezed out a deep voice in his throat: "Why?"

"What's the reason for that?" Zhao Song replied, "Demons and demons, first kill the demons and then punish the demons, killing the demons is within my Aoba takeaway, Mr. Lu, do you want to protect that demon?"

Lu Ningan asked again, "Why?"

"You're asking why I didn't help Miss Ling, right?" Perhaps because of Lu Ning'an's "colleague" relationship, Zhao Song was a little more patient and said, "I didn't expect Miss Ling to actually hurt herself with the Purple Thunder Rune, and besides, isn't it you who trapped her?"

Lu Ningan raised his head suddenly, stared at Zhao Song with a pair of bloody eyes, and asked for the third time, "Why ?!!?"

Zhao Song's heart froze, and an inexplicable strong sense of crisis suddenly emerged.

We can't delay any longer, it's a quick fix!

So Zhao Song didn't say more, and the long sword was stretched out, and it stabbed straight at Lu Ning'an.

Lu Ningan didn't move, but the scarlet blood in his eyes became more and more vigorous.

"Ice Spike Array, Ning!"

"Topaz Hundred Hardship Array, rise!"

At the last moment, a shout came from not far away, and dozens of huge ice spikes fell from the sky and stabbed at Zhao Song one after another.

Zhao Song stopped his momentum and jumped backwards a few times in succession, dodging these ice spikes.

In the next moment, dozens of stone pillars glowing with earthy yellow light rose from the ground, turning into a cage and sealing him inside.

"Boss!"

With a familiar shout, a little fat man and a gentle woman with glasses jumped off a blanket-like flying magic weapon and ran in front of Lu Ningan and the others.

"Boss, Sister Xiaowu, Third Sister Huang."

The comers, it was Huang Buxiang and Fang Lingshu who rushed over from the Hundred Beast Gate, and when they saw the miserable shape of everyone, Huang Buxiang asked in a panic, "What's going on? Why is this happening? Who hurt you?"

The moment he saw Huang Buxiang, the blood in Lu Ningan's eyes quickly faded, but his anger did not decrease, and he gritted his teeth and said two words: "Zhao Song!"

Fang Lingshu frowned, but he didn't get angry immediately, but first took out a bottle of pills and gave each of the three of them a few pieces.

Then he turned to look at the sword-wielding middle-aged man standing in the "Topaz Hundred Trapped Array".

"Zhao Song, what do you mean by this? Why would you want to hurt my students and witches?"

"Mr. Fang laughed, how could I hurt them?" Zhao Song smiled faintly, "Hurt them like this, it's obviously a remnant soul of the evil clan, I just injured a fan demon."

"Fan demon?" Huang Buxiang was stunned for a moment and asked, "You actually hurt Sister Hongping?" She's a good demon!"

"Good demon?" Zhao Song sneered, "Is there such a thing as a demon?"

"You..."

Huang Buxiang wanted to say something more, but suddenly his wrist was grabbed by a hand.

Huang Buxiang turned his head and saw Lu Ningan sitting on the ground, and said with a cold face: "Third brother, don't argue with him, anyway, no matter what he says next, I must kill him!"