Wu Lingzi descended from the clouds, standing in front of Lian Wuxin's body, his face was murderous, and he sneered: "I didn't say that I had to kill you, all I want is the Heavenly Dao Record." ”

Wuxin glared at Wu Lingzi angrily, almost gritted a mouthful of silver teeth with hatred, and said viciously: "Don't think about it, I will never let you succeed." ”

"Really?" Wu Lingzi condensed and practiced Wuxin, his eyes flickered, and the corners of his mouth hooked with bloodthirsty cruelty.

Raising her hand, a hurricane wrapped Lian Wuxin's slender body around her, like an invisible rope, throwing her high and throwing her down, her body fell to the mud, and several bones were broken, and the pain was heartbreaking.

"Wuxin-" Shang Tian got up, forcibly endured the great pain after the heavy injury to his internal organs, and pounced on Wuxin's body.

Wu Lingzi snorted coldly, his hand was raised again, and Lian Wuxin's body was lifted high again, and he fell down again.

She only felt that there was blood spilling out of her eyes, ears, mouth and nose, warm and sweet, and in front of her was the ever-expanding Wu Lingzi, the cruel and arrogant smiling face, and Shang Tian's anxious madness mixed with the pain and tears of self-blame.

She saw that Shang Tian was in a hurry to check her injuries, and was attacked by Wu Lingzi again, and rolled him a few zhang away before stopping, but he didn't pause at all, still staggering up and stumbling towards her.

The bitterness and helplessness made her feel helpless, she saw Wu Lingzi walking towards him step by step, holding a chic and beautiful hosta in his hand, the hosta was so beautiful and penetrating, and Wu Lingzi really did not match, she stretched out her hand, wanting to snatch the hosta, but in exchange for Wu Lingzi's kick.

She saw the blood gushing out of her throat, all splashed on Wu Lingzi's clean and neat fairy robe, and the hosta that was exuded with the breath of the fairy.

Shang Tian finally rushed to her side and hugged her blood-soaked body tightly: "Wuxin, Wuxin, how are you?" He hated his inability to protect her, he hated that he would lose her again, and if he was allowed to lose her again, he would rather be with her and be immortalized and reincarnated.

shook his head unintentionally, and a faint smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "Senior brother, don't feel sorry for me, I won't die, so senior brother, you can't die, you definitely can't die." ”

Wu Lingzi stepped forward a few steps, and was about to give Lian Wuxin and Shang Tian another heavy blow, but suddenly found that the hosta held in his palm suddenly heated, no, it was hot, so hot that his palm was full of blood blisters, and the pain was so painful that he suddenly threw the hosta in his hand out, but he couldn't shake it off for a while, and finally with a fierce force, the hosta actually stuck to his large piece of skin and flesh and flew out of his palm and landed next to Lian Wuxin.

The hosta fell to the ground, and the skin and flesh that were burned to black were immediately separated from the hosta, and after the skin and flesh were separated from the hosta, they instantly turned into ashes and drifted away with the wind, while the hosta was still as smooth as new, shining brightly.

Wu Lingzi looked at his palm in horror, the wound in the palm of his hand was missing a piece of flesh, with the departure of the hosta, the wound was not healing, but was spreading rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye, and in the blink of an eye, a good palm was only left with white bone joints.

And the wound did not stop, but was spreading upward, and the speed was getting faster and faster, Wu Lingzi was furious, in order not to let the whole arm become white bones, he could only endure the pain and cut off the palm of his wrist to cut off the spreading momentum.

The severed palm fell to the ground, and in the blink of an eye, it turned into ashes, and dispersed with the wind, as if it had never appeared in this world.