Chapter Ninety-One: Losing Both

Chenchen's eyes gradually became solemn, feeling the fierce sword aura emanating from the sword's body, and even the skin on his body began to sting slightly.

The movement here is so big that even Lin Xinlian and Aolong, who were also fighting fiercely on the side, were aware of it, Lin Xinlian turned her head to look and felt the incomparable sword aura emanating from the sword in Aotian's hand, and her cold and pretty face also changed slightly, and then a flash flew to help Chenchen, but as soon as she swept out of the two feet, she was entangled by Aolong again.

"You dodge. Looking at the Aolong who was blocking him again, Lin Xinlian's pretty face was slightly cold, and a touch of anger also rose, and then she looked at Aolong and said unceremoniously.

"Your opponent is me, so it's better not to interfere over there. Looking at Lin Xinlian, who had a slightly cold face, Aolong was not in a hurry, and he drew his sword to meet him with a smile.

"Hmph, look for death. Lin Xinlian snorted, the slender shadow suddenly jumped into the air, and above her body, the pink spirit yuan energy swept away violently, at this time, she was blocked by the dragon three times and twice, and her heart was already really angry, and now she wants to kill this damn guy in front of her no matter what.

Now that she has made up her mind in her heart, her subordinates will definitely not keep her hands behind, and she was originally afraid of the forces behind Aotian and Aolong, but now she is obviously angry and doesn't care about anything.

Looking at Lin Xinlian's body several times stronger than just now, Aolong's eyelids were slightly raised, and he felt a lot of pressure in the first fight, Lin Xinlian's current state is definitely how to fight as she wants, and she can only defend and not attack, and this attack is even more miserable, and she immediately couldn't help but cry out in her heart: "My aunt, you can't start lightly, why do you say I have such a thing." ”

Lin Xinlian didn't pay attention to the Aolong whose face was about to turn the color of bitter melon, and still chased and beat Aolong angrily, which made Aolong a little breathless.

"Die, morning dust, sharp edge. Aotian's eyes were as sharp as a sword staring at Chenchen, after he finished speaking, the fierce sword aura emanating from the sword body jumped up with joy like a child who couldn't wait, Aotian's eyes condensed, and then a sword slashed out, and the sharp long sword suddenly turned into an invincible sword, and then unceremoniously slashed at Chenchen angrily.

Chenchen couldn't help but take a deep breath as he looked at the mighty sword, and then his face gradually became solemn: "I don't know who is better than my absurdity or his sword technique." The breath in his mouth was slowly exhaled, and Chenchen's eyes were much sharper.

One step forward, the fluctuations around the body suddenly became a little stronger, and the surrounding ground also collapsed with a bang at the same time, and a domineering barren smell emanated from the depths of the ground, and the powerful energy in the ground melted directly into the body as if it was forcibly pulled out by the morning dust.

Feeling the powerful power in his body that was enough to shatter the entire mountain, the corners of Chenchen's mouth also slowly provoked an extremely satisfying arc, and the depths of his eyes were full of fiery warthirsty colors surging, just like that pair of chess opponents made people rise up an urge to fight a good fight.

Chenchen's palm slowly poked out, and then he shook it fiercely at the sharp sword, and in the moment that his hand was in his hand, everyone's pupils shrank abruptly at this time, and an incredible shock was revealed in his eyes.

I saw that the sharp sword that slashed out angrily seemed to be restrained while holding it, and together with the chilling light on the sword, it was also stunned in mid-air as if time had frozen.

Aotian couldn't help but have a feeling of uneasiness in his heart at this time, he looked at the sword light in mid-air, and even the chilling light emitted from it paused, and there was also an incredible look in his eyes.

Shaking his head and coming back to his senses, his face gradually became gloomy, and a cold light inadvertently flashed in his gaze when he looked at Chenchen.

He gritted his teeth fiercely, and the arm holding the hilt of the sword also used his greatest strength at the same time, and the clearly visible green tendons were densely entrenched on his arm like vines, and then a low roar slowly sounded from his mouth: "Give ...... I...... Break. ”

Airplanes!

After he finished speaking, the sword light seemed to have a spiritual nature, and there was a crisp sword roar, and then the sword light that was bound suddenly trembled violently.

Chenchen's face changed, and almost at the same time, hundreds of seals changed in his hands, and an ancient phantom behind him also slowly condensed, and an ancient aura emanated from the phantom behind Chenchen.

The invisible fluctuation that bound the sharp sword light and then lost the control of the morning dust, it was like a crisp glass and was lightly shattered by the other party's sword, but the morning dust who had some connection with it was also the first to bear the brunt, when even a mouthful of blood spurted out wildly.

At this time, Chenchen's face was slightly pale, and his long black hair also shattered the hairband at that moment just now, and then scattered and flew down in the wind, his eyes stared at the opposite Aotian fiercely, and the corners of his mouth slightly provoked a thrilling arc.

A feeling of uneasiness arose in Aotian's heart again, Aotian's pupils constricted and stared at Chenchen on the opposite side, only to see Chenchen's arm slowly poke out, and then a finger volleyed out, and suddenly an invisible fluctuation suddenly swept out from Chenchen's fingertips.

It's just that in an instant, it shook with the fierce sword that came from the rage, and in an instant, an invisible hurricane suddenly raged out, Chenchen and Aotian spurted out a mouthful of blood almost at the same time, and their bodies shot backwards behind them, this battle turned out to be a tragic defeat for both sides, and everyone below was shocked and speechless as they looked at this scene.

Aolong and Lin Xinlian fought hard, Lin Xinlian's jade feet couldn't help but take two steps back under that force, and Aolong flew out directly upside down, the two of them turned away the force of the shock and slowly settled their bodies, they couldn't help but look at it, when they saw the two Chenchen who shot out backwards and sprayed blood, the two of them couldn't care about fighting anymore, and each flew out and caught Chenchen Aotian and the two in their arms.

"Chenchen, how are you?" "Big brother, are you okay?" Lin Xinlian and Aolong both looked at the two people in their arms who were constantly spilling blood from the corners of their mouths and asked anxiously.

Feeling a burst of softness on his chest, Chenchen smiled at the corner of his mouth, and said in a chirp: "Really...... ...... The pleasure of the heart. Then she tilted her head and passed out, after feeling that the morning dust was still breathing, but after passing out in a coma, Lin Xinlian put her heart down, and Aotian on the side was directly unconscious before she could speak.

"I wonder if Miss Lin can let my two brothers go?" Aolong looked at Lin Xinlian with a straight face, and said slowly with a fist. But there is also some unwillingness in the depths of those eyes, although the sword is good, you have to have a life to enjoy, and now even the strongest Aotian is in a coma, he is not Lin Xinlian's opponent at all, not only can he not grab it like this, maybe he will be planted here, thinking of this, Aolong looked at Lin Xinlian without hesitation and said.

"Leave something for yourself, or you won't want to leave. Lin Xinlian turned her head suddenly, and the cold color on her pretty face was thick.

"Good. Aolong was stunned, then gritted his teeth, put his palm into his arms and threw out a scroll, and looked at Lin Xinlian with a gloomy gaze: "Now can I leave?"

Seeing that Lin Xinlian was not speaking, Aolong picked up Aotian's body and stomped directly on the ground, and his body rushed out of the cave. ”

After the departure of the two of them, Mu Dan and the others also came back to their senses, and hurriedly ran to Chenchen's side to check the injuries.

Lin Xinlian's white wrist poked out gently, and then the scroll that fell on the ground was sucked into his palm violently, and he put away the scroll and looked at Chenchen, who was not much of a problem, and then slowly stood up, looking at the quaint coffin not far away, and the lotus step moved slightly and walked over slowly.

I saw a breeze long sword lying quietly in it, although the condensed energy had been released, but there was still a little extremely fierce aftermath permeating the sword body on the sword body, and at the moment when Lin Xinlian's eyes looked up, the sword also trembled violently as if it was conscious.

"Good sword. Lin Xinlian's ruddy little mouth gently spit out two words, and then stretched out her white wrist and grabbed it, grasping it firmly in her hand, but the breeze long sword was threatened and began to tremble and struggle.

Lin Xinlian's cold and pretty face smiled slightly, and then a powerful consciousness was attached to the sword, and the trembling Qingfeng long sword also lost its struggle at the same time, and was quietly placed in Lin Xinlian's palm.

At the beginning of the hand, a cold feeling spread, Lin Xinlian couldn't help but turn the sword body, only to see a clear line of small characters on it slowly emerge in sight: "Mock the eternal sky, the wind rises in the east, I will be a dragon." The blade does not move the sky seal, and the sword is in my hand. ”

(To be continued.) )