The white light flashed on Ye Xue's hand, she had already put on the golden gloves and entered the state of battle, with a flick of her wrist, the pale yellow true qi vibrated out, and her robe bulged, blocking all the black murderous qi that shot at her from the true qi.

"Retreat—"

Ye Xue's ears twitched, and after hearing the word 'retreat' from behind, she immediately screamed and snorted, and Ye Xue looked back - the maids and guards she had just seen were all limp on the ground motionless, and the blood at the corner of their mouths was so bright and dazzling.

Ye Xue's eyes glanced back again, and she saw the eight secret guards who did not leave Xuanyuan Aotian's side for a moment.

Ye Xue glanced at the leading secret guard, obviously he called 'retreat' just now.

Ye Xue took a look, forced by the murderous aura to show up from the hiding place, and because he retreated too slowly, he was hit by the murderous aura, and now he was covering his chest, and his face was pale The secret guards. Then he moved his eyes to the maid and the guard.

Although there was blood on the corners of the mouths of the maids and guards, they could still see the slight ups and downs of their bodies - seriously injured, not dead!

——From the night snow wearing gold silk gloves to a distracted glance behind him, this is slow to say, but in fact, it is just a time to turn back and turn your head.

And it was this time to turn back and turn her head, when Ye Xue turned her gaze back, Xuanyuan Aotian had already met Su Yinhu in a formal battle.

Xuanyuan Aotian suddenly rushed forward, and the two black balls in the eagle's claws made Su Yinhu's scalp tingle, and a trace of fear rose in his heart. In addition to fear, a wave of excitement rose in the belligerent Su Yinhu's heart.

That excitement is the excitement of the good minister, longing for the excitement of the holy king; It is also the warrior who craves the excitement of his opponent.

More excitement than fear, making Su Yinhu's eyes jump in his sockets, Su Yinhu roared, and swung the long knife full of thirty sword qi in his hand towards Xuanyuan Aotian.

Xuanyuan Aotian stopped in front of Su Yinhu with one foot, and in the face of Su Yinhu's long knife that swallowed mountains and rivers, he did not dodge or dodge.

Xuanyuan Aotian slept with sexy thin lips, raised his hands up, and the black ball formed by the most internal force in his hand collided with Su Yinhu's long knife in a sturdy and unbroken manner.

The moment the white long knife with a powerful sword aura collided with the strange black true balloon full of killing intent, it exploded with incomparably huge power.

There was no outsider in the world on this side, and a huge roar broke out first, and then from between the colliding true qi and sword qi, an awe-inspiring wind burst out.

The roar, coupled with the strong wind, suddenly the world in the eyes of the night snow was full of green grass clippings.

And when the grass clippings hadn't landed yet, Ye Xue had already seen Su Yinhu's body fall to the cliff at the end of the meadow.

Ye Xue's mind turned, and a piece of white silk in the red lotus space was already pinched in her hand.

The white silk shook, like a living snake, and rushed towards Su Yinhu.

Ye Xue's wrist turned, and the white silk was already wrapped around Su Yinhu's waist, and as soon as she pulled it again, Su Yinhu was pulled back from the edge of the cliff.

Su Yinhu, who was rescued by Ye Xue, did not thank Ye Xue, nor was he glad that he did not fall off the cliff - at this moment, Su Yinhu fell softly to the ground, his chin and chest were blood-red, his eyes were tight, and he did not look angry, as if he was dead.