Chapter Seventy-Eight: The Defeated Soldiers
Zhang Jianting glanced at Su Shiyi and shouted angrily,
"Can you carry these people?"
Su Shiyi directly threw the person to the side, crossed his waist,
"I haven't even married yet, of course I can't carry it! But shouldn't you be able to carry it?! ”
In the past, why didn't she find out in the sect, why was the third senior brother so not human!
He is not a man than a senior brother!
Zhang Jianting coughed twice, wiped the blood from the corners of his lips, and his face was pale,
"Senior sister, why are you so ruthless, your senior brother and I are not well after being seriously injured!"
Obviously, Zhang Jianting has lost his integrity in his little sister.
Su Shiyi rolled his eyes,
"Third Senior Brother, don't bite your plasma!"
"Where are you still hurt? The Lingqi Pill that Senior Brother Pei of Xuanyuan Sect gave you is not enough for you to eat? ”
His injuries have long been healed!
Moreover, the Kunwu Sword Sect has always practiced sword refining, and their self-healing ability is very strong!
How can it be that after so many days, there is no recovery!
"It's really a woman's big girl!"
Zhang Jianting shook his head and looked up to the sky with emotion,
"Before you pass the door, do you call Pei Jingxing Senior Brother? If this is really good with the kid surnamed Song, when the Seven Sects are bigger, they won't be able to help this Xuanyuan Sect fight in the ring. ”
Su Shiyi's face flushed completely when he heard this,
"Third Senior Brother! What are you talking about? ”
Zhang Jianting teased her in no shape,
"You really don't like that kid surnamed Song?"
Su Shiyi gritted his teeth when he heard this, and stomped his feet angrily,
"Don't talk nonsense!"
Seeing this, Zhang Jianting burst into laughter, and the laughter spread far and wide.
Chu Yanshu and Sang Luo sat in a row on the Yuejian tree, while Sang Luo frowned,
"Is this Zhang Jianting reliable?"
Chu Yanshu stared not far away and said in a low voice,
"Here we are."
Sang Luo followed his line of sight, a black mist loomed, and the girl's eyes narrowed slightly.
Above the field, Zhang Jianting also restrained his smile.
He suddenly drew his long sword, and purple thunder came from all directions, condensing the sword and emitting a violent roar.
Su Shiyi didn't expect his senior brother to suddenly make a move, and after being stunned for a moment, he reacted very quickly and withdrew to the side with those few people.
At the same time, Sang dropped his sword and swooped down from the Yuejian tree dozens of meters high with the hunting phoenix fire, the fiery red flame waves rolled up his clothes and flew away, and the spiritual power converged on the long sword, and the sword qi burst out.
Above the empty field, thunder and flames intertwined, heading towards the black mist.
The rich aura burst open, and a hot wind blew in his face, and the moonflowers of the trees turned into ashes in an instant, and the young man stood on the moonsaw tree, the corners of his light blue clothes were carried up by the long wind, and his hands were sealed-
Sang Luo and Zhang Jianting took dozens of steps back, and the people in the black mist also revealed.
Zhang Jianting's eyes narrowed slightly, and he said in unison with Sang Luo,
"It's you?!"
The mist dissipated, and the person standing in the center of the mist was the black-robed man who was in the secret realm of Yun Yao that day.
It is clear that a month ago, he was not Sangluo's opponent.
But at this moment, he took a joint blow from Sang Luo and Zhang Jianting with his bare hands.
This man is making rapid progress.
Zhang Jianting rushed forward with a sword again, with a rare ruthlessness and seriousness in his eyes.
"In the secret realm of Yunshan, you will be able to escape, this time, let's die!"
A hoarse smile appeared in the black-robed man's voice,
"The defeated generals are brave!"
Sang Luo clenched the Fengli Sword in his hand, squinted slightly, and also made a move-