Jian Jue's approach is very simple, just to protect Yang Ning. Because Yang Ning needs him more.

The sword is desperate to cover the entire battle, but he will not make a rash move, because this is the catastrophe of Qingying Town, and he is just a swordsman who owes favors, and being able to block Qu Shanhou for Qingying Town is already benevolent and righteous.

Moreover, as the former Supreme Elder of the Northern Xuan Sword Sect, Jian Jue also had his own dignity, and this dignity did not allow him to make a move against these low-level cultivators.

Of course, he still has to take care of Yang Ning's safety, after all, it was Yang Ning who restored him to his original state, and even relieved the fire poison that made him torture.

This is a kindness that will never make him die for it.

Yang Ning soon came to the side of the wind flying.

At this time, the wind is flying can be said to be very embarrassing, and it is completely impossible to see the chic of the past.

Feng Feiyang was known as one of the four outstanding young figures in Qingying Town in the past, and naturally there was no shortage of combat experience. However, Feng Feiyang belongs to the Feng family camp and is the object of attention of the Qushan tribe, so it is reasonable to be so miserable.

Feng Feiyang's face did not have a trace of blood, and his white clothes were already soaked with blood, and he couldn't tell whether it was his own or the enemy's. Behind him, is the beautiful Feng Xing'er.

Maybe God has some favor for this pair of mandarin ducks. The condition of Feng Xing'er and Feng Feiyang is not much different.

The two of them snuggled up to each other, and there was a feeling of being at the end of their rope.

"Who?" A Feng family cultivator saw the person on a rampage, and asked scoldingly, wanting to stop Yang Ning's steps, but was stopped by Feng Feiyang.

"Uncle Jie, let him come over." The wind flew and looked very tired. Because the three major families have always been the objects of care of the forces of the Qushan tribe, the attacks they have received are also the most tragic, and there is no time to recover.

Feng Xing'er's beautiful eyes tightened, and she was faintly worried in her heart. For Yang Ning, Feng Xing'er doesn't know much about it, but now the three major families are the focus of the Qushan tribe, and no one will be stupid enough to go in the direction of death, so Yang Ning's trip is probably not so simple.

Feng Xing'er thought, and her delicate body inevitably leaned towards the wind.

Feng Feiyang patted Feng Xing'er on the shoulder and gave her a reassuring look. For Feng Xing'er's worries, I understand it very well.

"Brother Feng." Yang Ning said hello simply.

When Yang Ning came to the Feng family's side, he immediately found the pressure on this side. I suddenly realized in my heart, it seems that the Qushan tribe was also fully prepared when attacking Qingming Town, these three major families, I am afraid that after today, if there is no accident, it will really be destroyed.

"Brother Yang, you ......" Feng Feiyang knew that Yang Ning was not stupid, the attack on the Feng family's side could be said to be very tragic, and Yang Ning's trip was definitely not pleasing in his eyes.

Yang Ning took out five spirit crystals in his hand, handed them to Feng Feiyang, and said, "Brother Feng, it's important to recover quickly, I'll block it for you for a while." ”

"This ......" Feng Feiyang didn't know why, and wanted to ask again, but was interrupted by Yang Ning.

"Hurry up and recover, there will be a task in a while." Yang Ning didn't say it explicitly, and he didn't have time to elaborate, because a man in red rushed in front of him and attacked Yang Ning's face.

Yang Ning slashed obliquely with the sword in his hand, and asked for a relatively safe area for the two of them to recover.

"There's no need to say anything superfluous, it's important to recover quickly." Yang Ning left a sentence and joined the battle.

Jian Jue followed behind, always paying attention to Yang Ning's safety.

Feng Feiyang's eyes showed a trace of gratitude, and as Yang Ning's words fell, he sat cross-legged and recovered directly in the chaos.

Because he believes in Yang Ning.

As for the slight change in Yang Ning's battle situation, Qu Shanrong didn't seem to notice it, he still had an indifferent face, sitting in front of the flying boat, as if he was enjoying the smell of blood.

The blood mist method of the Qushan tribe is well-known in Qushan City.

The sky was filled with a dance of blood that enveloped the square, filled with the smell of blood.

With the blessing of the Blood Mist Method, the three gods will have an indomitable momentum.

Ke Yan's purple lion seal rose in the air, forcing back a divine general in front of him, and hurriedly shouted below: "Liu Kun, Feng Liang, Wang Xi, help me and others suppress these three divine generals." ”

Ke Yan knew that once the three of them were dragged for a long time, I was afraid that the people below would be consumed by the Qushan tribe, and by then I was afraid that the battle situation would be decided, and they would never be able to return to the sky.

When the three people below heard this, they immediately eliminated their opponents and rushed straight into the sky.

The Blood Mist Method filled the air, and as the blood shadow surged, accompanied by the smell of blood, a fierce attack would come in the blink of an eye.

The god general in the blood dance is almost invincible, unless he breaks it with force, there will always be a feeling of nowhere to focus, which makes Ke Yan not angry, and there is no way but to call a helper.

Wang Xi came to Ke Yan's side with a long knife full of black light in his hand.

"Mayor Mare." Although Wang Xi is as indifferent as iron, he admires the mayor very much. It is very rare to be able to use the weak strength of Qingying Town to hard-top the Qushan tribe.

Ke Yan nodded, the purple lion behind him was vain, and said: "Wang Xi, after a while, you will use your sword intent to suppress this strange blood mist, and I will exert absolute power to see if I can break this blood mist method." ”

Ke Yan's eyes were fixed on the blood mist, and he couldn't relax for a moment.

Wang Xi nodded, and the Extinction Sword Intent instantly burst out, enveloping the blood mist in front of him, and the black knife in his hand kept changing, in the form of auxiliary, to cooperate with Ke Yan's attack.

"What a treacherous Purple Seal Envoy, such a cunning Ke Yan......" A scolding voice came from the blood mist.

The prestige of the four god generals is not very loud in Qingming Town, but Ke Yan knows it in his heart.

There is even such a saying in Qushan City: the four gods, the four gods, the blood mist is cold everywhere.

In a word, it is to explain the deeds of the four gods who killed indifferently.

Wherever the blood mist passed, blood was cold everywhere.

The Blood Mist Method of the Blood Cold Past can only be said to be in vain, otherwise there would be no situation where Yang Ning would kill it.

On the other hand, the blood mist method at this moment cannot be compared at all.

The blood mist in the sky covered the clouds, making the originally blue sky bloody and terrifying.

"It seems that it may be difficult for this Qingying Town to be good today." In the corner, the old Taoist priest and the old Shinto Daoist Daoist completely looked like a god.

"Isn't Master ready to make a move?" Yao Xinji was a little anxious, because there was a friend he knew. Although the relationship is not deep, Yao Xinji is a little unbearable to watch his friend leave.

"Stinky boy, I can't make a move, what's the matter with you?" The old Taoist priest is unusual.

In the past, as long as Yao Xinji agitated again, this old Taoist priest would definitely not be able to control it, but now why is it such a posture, which makes Yao Xinjian on the side a little curious.

In fact, the old Taoist priest was still haunted by what had just happened.

"Master......" Yao Xinji grabbed the old Taoist's long sleeves, kept shaking, and said: "Master, don't be angry, you can help the apprentice......" Yao Xinji really couldn't bear to let his friend die. But if this situation continues, the defeat of the Qingying Town side is a matter of time.

"Okay, okay, I'm afraid of you." Yao Xinji's method seemed to have been tried and tested, so that the old Taoist priest was unable to parry, and he was defeated in an instant.

"Oh yes......" Yao Xinji showed a hint of a smile.

"But speak first, this time, you kid have to follow me to learn the art of runes, otherwise ......" The old Taoist priest was full of smell, and he had a great attitude of Yao Xinji not agreeing, so he immediately stopped doing it.

"Okay, okay......" Yao Xinji hurriedly agreed, but there was a reluctant expression in his eyes.

God, I can't imagine that I am a dignified young master of Yaozhou, but I want to learn Fu Tao from this old Taoist, once those cousins and cousins know, won't I laugh to death. Yao Xinji suddenly felt that his future was bleak, and there was no light at all.

"Stinky boy, let you learn the art of runes, that's the old way, I can afford you, don't know what to do." The old Taoist priest's mental power is so keen, and Yao Xinji's careful thinking is even more transparent.

"......" Yao Xinji had a bitter gourd face, and was completely eaten to death by the old Taoist.

At this moment, there was a violent crash in the air.

Rumble......

The metal was delivered, and there was a violent shaking.

The blood mist was dim, the purple lion was looming, and Wang Xi, who was not far away, was also panting, obviously consuming a lot.

"What a strong blood mist method."

"I didn't expect to combine the strength of the two of them to find out, and it really deserves its reputation."

"It's not a loss to the Qushan tribe."

Countless sighs sounded, and many people knew about Wang Xi's exterminating sword intent.

Under the intent of the annihilation sword, all the lives were strangled, and blood was a symbol of life, but I didn't expect that the joint blow of the two was just to break through the blood mist method, but it made people sigh at the power of the blood mist method.

High in the sky, Huini stood under the blue sky, alone, and her figure was a little lonely, but Huini deeply understood that Yang Ning was probably reluctant to go down to help herself, could it be that I could only watch like this? Hui Ni looked hesitant and hesitant.

Regarding Yang Ning's character, Huini is very clear. There are even times when Huini feels that in front of Yang Ning, she is like a little girl who is not deeply involved in the world. Hui Ni didn't know where this feeling came from, but the longer she came into contact with Yang Ning, the clearer this feeling became.

And Yang Ning's character is very strong, and he can do what he can do with his strength, and he will never fake it to others, which is why Huini doesn't make a move.

In fact, there is a more important reason, that is, Huini has been repaired, and Yang Ning just doesn't know.

Otherwise, with today's situation, Yang Ning would definitely let Huini make a move.

Because today's predicament is not something that Qing Ying Town can bear at all.

The Qushan tribe is too powerful, and today's situation is simply beyond the process of Yang Ning's cultivation.

But all this, how can Huini's girlish heart be understood.

Hui Ni quietly watched the battle below, and who could understand the sorrow in her heart.

Yang Ning had already harvested no less than ten lives at this time, and the spirit crystals had already swallowed no less than ten, but the situation of being surrounded like this made it more and more difficult for the side of Qingying Town.

The space for activity is getting smaller and smaller, and the smell of blood is getting stronger.

At this moment, time seemed to be moving slower and slower, and there was a strong uneasiness on the side of Qing Ying Town.

Ke Yan looked below, a trace of impatience flashed in his heart, he couldn't think of the name of these four god generals, it was really worthy of the name.

If there are no variables in today's situation, I am afraid that the fall of Qingying Town is already inevitable.

Because there is still one person in the Qushan tribe, from the beginning, he has not yet started.

"Qu Shanhou ......" Ke Yan said softly, his eyes a little desperate.