The spiritual power of the green tree and the golden bell has not yet recovered.

Now the only one who can fight is Ning Fengxu.

It's just that Ning Fengxu's eyes can't see, even if he is already able to use spiritual power, but he doesn't have any theoretical common sense, I'm afraid he doesn't know how to control spiritual power at all.

Sure enough, in the next moment, Ning Fengxu was entangled with Late Autumn.

But Ning Fengxu's control of his speed and distance is far inferior to that of Late Autumn, and what is even worse is that Late Autumn is a puppet, and the puppet is not breathing, Ning Fengxu wants to rely on his breath to defend his position, so it becomes even more difficult, and he can only keep attacking to make the opponent make a movement in order to find the opponent's position.

This style of play, in just a few dozen rounds, Ning Fengxu was stabbed and injured.

Even if Qingshu can guide him, Late Autumn is not an ordinary puppet, and his speed is so fast that Qingshu may not be able to keep up, and the guidance becomes useless.

It can't go on like this!

Qing Mu gritted his teeth, grabbed his hair directly, and cut it off ruthlessly.

She threw a handful of broken hair into the air, instantly transforming into countless red leaves.

The red leaves surrounded countless dots in the air, trapping Late Autumn and Ning Fengxu in it.

And the dense red leaves seem to be connected into a formation like a sea of stars, each red leaf is a point, these points seem to have turned into Ning Fengxu's eyes, as long as any red leaf is touched in late autumn, it will be noticed by Ning Fengxu.

The situation is finally improving.

It's just that Qingqi's spiritual power can't last long, but after a moment's effort, the formation began to show traces of collapse.

Jin Ling hurriedly stepped forward to help, injecting spiritual power to help Qing Qi hold on.

Less than half an hour passed, and cold sweat oozed from Jin Ling's eyebrows.

Ning Fengxu above fell into the downwind again, and was directly pierced through the pipa bone by the chain in the hand of the late autumn, piercing a blood hole the size of a fist, Ning Fengxu couldn't lift the strength in his hand anymore, and his body fell backwards uncontrollably.

"Ning Fengxu!" Qing Qi shouted, and immediately withdrew the formation.

At this time, suddenly a red lotus flew in, red petals, black willow leaves, one red and one black wrapped into a thicker chain, surrounding the late autumn. The black chain in Late Autumn's hand flung out, shattering the petals.

Liu Shuangyue's feet stepped on the black chain that had been punched out, and she looked at each other in late autumn.

"Master!" Song Tanxi's voice came, and Qing Qi turned around in surprise, seeing Song Tanxi and Song Yunting hurrying over.

Qing Qi exclaimed, "Didn't you let you wait outside?" ”

Song Tanxi nodded: "We did go in the other direction, and after Ah Ting found out about the movement here, he immediately notified Miss Liu, and we also rushed over." ”

As she spoke, she looked at Jin Ling again and asked, "How are you doing?" ”

"Fortunately, Ah Xi, let Xuanyu, it is this little black snake that will take you to find some Lingjin and come over, don't go far. Listen, help clean the wound. Qing Wei dragged Ning Fengxu to the lake first, and reached out to pick up his clothes.

The weak Ning Fengxu subconsciously stretched out his hand to stop it.

"What do you do?" Aoki pulled his hand away.

"County Lord, I'll ......" Ning Fengxu coughed twice and coughed up two mouthfuls of blood.

Qing Tree tore his already tattered clothes directly, unceremoniously found something to fill with water, injected spiritual power, and poured it on his wound.

The severe pain made Ning Fengxu's face change.

Qingqi snorted: "Let you be blind, you will be killed!" ”

(End of chapter)