Lu Ming covered his lips and coughed violently, swallowing a mouthful of blood that almost spurted out, while concentrating on pushing his spiritual power forward like ripples, and with his urging, a triple invisible shield had been laid in front of him.

The willow leaf sword had obviously been gathering momentum for a long time, and Lu Ming wanted to urge his sword to confront Qin Ke, and at the same time, he had to use the spirit shield to block the willow leaf sword, which suddenly seemed a little stretched.

And the willow leaf little sword did not slow down in the face of the triple barrier at all, it was still like a bamboo, and it smashed the first barrier in an instant, Lu Ming could no longer bear it, and coughed up the first mouthful of blood.

Then, in just one breath, the willow leaf sword broke through the second barrier again, Lu Ming's shoulders trembled, and he hurriedly covered his lips with his hands, and there was a pool of blood on his hands again.

He looked at the Willow Leaf Sword, it was less than a foot away from his temple, and the reason why he hadn't died under the Willow Leaf Sword was only because this last crumbling barrier had not been completely broken.

Lu Ming stared at the willow leaf sword, and felt the tearing pain in his chest all the time, Chen Hu and Chen Bao also noticed Lu Ming's situation, and turned around and ran wildly with the war knife in their hands.

He sighed softly, knowing that with his current injury, he couldn't let him hold on to this barrier at all, as his mind flowed, the transparent little sword that was originally pressing Qin Ke finally lost its strength, and Qin Ke, who had been ricketized, finally stood up straight, gasped for the first breath, and the Bodhisattva picked it upward, and the transparent small sword was picked up and flew into the air.

Lu Ming let go to control the power of the transparent little sword, and the invisible barrier around him suddenly became extremely rigid, even if the power contained in the willow leaf small sword was no longer inferior to Qin Ke's full strength of the sword, it was already a little crumbling.

He frowned, looked at Gao Yishui with his eyes closed from a distance, stretched out a hand suddenly, pointed at him, and said hoarsely to Chen Bao: "Kill him!"

Chen Bao ran halfway, and was about to jump up and split the willow leaf sword with his war knife, when he saw Lu Ming's finger, he was stunned at first, but soon understood.

Only a cultivator's flying sword has the ability, and the cultivator who is manipulating this willow leaf sword must be nearby, Qin Ke and Abu are both qi and blood cultivators, it is impossible to cultivate the spirit anymore, so who else?

He turned his head and looked at Gao Yishui, who had his eyes closed, the heavy war knife was dragged upside down by him, and he rushed forward.

Abu's face had a small cut, which was cut by the gravel kicked by Chen Hu just in the middle of the battle, in addition, his shoulders, arms, and chest, each of them were a little bruised, but he was overjoyed, dancing the halberd like a god of war, so that the running Chen Bao couldn't get a single step.

Lu Ming took a deep breath, and the barrier suddenly contracted, and the willow leaf sword approached forward again, less than an inch away from his temple, but as his eyes suddenly widened, a force arose from the barrier, and it actually bounced the willow leaf sword out alive.

But Liu Ye Xiaojian seemed to have expected this, and had already reversed its direction while popping it out, and with the mournful roar of a horse, there was a blood hole in the throat of the horse under Lu Ming's crotch, and blood was splattered.

The horse overturned, Lu Ming rolled off the horse's back, and the transparent little sword had already returned to him from the sky, he was lying on his back, and the little sword flew with his mind, colliding with the willow leaf sword in the air.

Gao Yishui, who was sitting on horseback, snorted, and a mouthful of blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth, but he swallowed the blood alive, and he shouted, still with his eyes closed: "What are you still doing in a daze?

As he spoke, the willow leaf sword he controlled flew back upside down with the power of being touched, and was entangled with Chen Hu who came around from the other side.

Qin Ke's eyes lit up, caught up with Chen Bao, and attacked with Abu, Chen Bao swung his battle knife, while Qin Ke held it in the air in one breath, silently, and handed a sword towards Chen Bao.

Seven into the sword, the second into the morning dew.

Chen Bao's eyes changed from hideous to panicked almost in an instant, the sword that Qin Ke, who had just escaped from death, could be said to be indomitable, this morning dew was not only a drop of water piercing through stones, it was almost an arrow off the string, even if the war knife was resisting in front, Chen Bao still felt that the power had penetrated through the blade of the war knife and penetrated into his internal organs.

With a bang, the tip of the Bodhisattva's sword pierced into the broad blade of the war knife, cutting through Chen Bao's robe, Qin Ke picked it up, and the war knife flew high, fell again, and fell to the ground with a bang.

Abu had already turned around and mounted a gray horse, and yelled at Qin Ke: "Abu!"

Qin Ke's qi and blood were infused into his legs, the speed was already extremely fast, coupled with the wind control method of Xunfeng's technique, it was like putting on wings, Abu pulled the reins and drove the horse to Qin Ke's side, Qin Ke's legs stomped on the ground suddenly, leaving two footprints, and his body was like a high-flying bird.

The hands of the two were clasped together in mid-air, the horse's mane fluttered, the horse neighed loudly, Cai Yan and Abu clamped the horse's belly at the same time, and the four people and two horses had already fled.

Chen Hu and Chen Bao pursued each other relentlessly, but after all, with their realm, where could they catch up with the galloping horses? At first, they were only a few dozen steps apart, but they soon pulled away to a hundred paces.

Qin Ke turned his head in the violent churning of the horse's back, and happened to see Gao Yishui's last killing move to destroy all the remaining horses, his heart was indescribably happy, and he laughed: "Come on, come after me!"

Chen Hu and Chen Bao scolded in the back, but it was clear that Cai Yan and Abu were very good at riding horses, even in the dense forest, they could make the horses move steadily and quickly.

Facing the wind, Abu said loudly on his horse, "You didn't tell me that Mr. Gao is actually a spiritual cultivator!"

But now he fully understands that the little sword that helped him when the caravan was attacked was none other than Gao Yishui's willow leaf sword.

Qin Ke laughed and said, "You didn't ask, it's not that I didn't tell you!, and I don't know what his cultivation is, but I didn't think that he was quite reliable at the critical moment!"

With the mood of being out of danger and feeling the oncoming wind, both of them were giggling on the horse.

But maybe it was out of danger for a while, and he was happy too early, Qin Ke forgot something after all.

With a buzzing sound, a small transparent sword hidden in the sunlight burst through the air.

Gao Yishui did not relax, he kept his eyes tightly closed, his fingers trembled slightly, and the willow leaf sword had already flown out of his hand, and soon turned into a bird in the air, colliding with the transparent small sword.

Gao Yishui couldn't hold back this time, he spit out a mouthful of blood with a "poof", his body sitting on horseback almost softened, and his heavy head drooped up and collapsed on Cai Yan's shoulder, but even so, he still didn't open his eyes, and at this moment his spiritual power almost filled the chest that seemed to be torn.

He shouted, "Ah Ke!"

Qin Ke had already stopped smiling, and the Wind Vision Technique unfolded again, and in an instant, he captured the position of the transparent small sword, and then the Bodhisattva unsheathed it again, like a streamer, weaving a sword curtain, which happened to block the transparent small sword that caught up.

The power of the transparent small sword is extremely great, and Lu Ming, who is no longer disturbed by the Gao Yi Water Flying Sword, is now unreserved, Qin Ke turned around, and his back was close to Abu, but he was still able to barely hold the Bodhisattva in his hand.

Blood oozed from his tiger's mouth, and then with a muffled snort, the transparent small sword slid down, penetrating his sword curtain, like a sharp arrow, stabbing Qin Ke's chest violently......

This sword, but did not pierce Qin Ke's chest as expected, pierced his heart, Qin Ke heard a clatter, as if something fell out of his clothes, the horse galloped, the situation was urgent, he didn't have time to look more, and quickly picked up the transparent small sword with the Bodhisattva's scabbard.

The horse neighed in pain, and the small sword that had been picked up slashed slightly over the horse's rump, and suddenly bright red blood oozed from the wound.

The next moment, Qin Ke was still capturing the traces of the transparent small sword, and Abu's eyes widened, and he found that the reins in his hand had been cut off by Qi Qi.

Without the reins, he could continue to control the horse with his legs, but this blow undoubtedly gave them another danger signal, Lu Ming may not intend to target the rider again, but drove the transparent sword and began to rush towards the horse under the two, and now several people escaped by the horse's footsteps, without the horse, they will be caught in the fierce battle before.

With Qin Ke yelling, "Abu, be careful!"

Of course, Abu reacted immediately, the halberd shook, and the edge of the transparent small sword flew on the side, looking at the collapse that appeared on the halberd, he felt a little distressed for a while, although this halberd was not a magic weapon, and the Bodhisattva in Qin Ke's hand was far from it, but it was Gao Changgong who personally selected it for him, and fought side by side with him on that rainy night, at this time, he was "injured", of course he couldn't bear it.

The ghost of the transparent sword did not go away, but it swirled a few times in the air, and rushed towards the horse's head again.

Gao Yishui closed his eyes and tried his best to resist this blow, but it was still difficult to prevent it from leaving another shallow scar on the horse's neck.

"That's not going to work. Qin Ke's face was solemn, "If it goes on like this, sooner or later it will have to be dragged to death." ”

Abu shouted, "If you have anything to do, say it—"

On horseback, Qin Ke's eyes flickered, looking at the transparent little sword hidden in the sun's light, and said, "I'll stop it, you keep running!"

Then he jumped and jumped off his horse.