After some fighting, in the end, Chen Xuan endured the pain on his body, clenched the killing sword in his right hand, and kept coughing up blood in his mouth, trying not to fall.

He knew that if he fell now, Kong Ling would also be killed by these people.

Despite this, he still didn't dare to fight back against the three people in front of him, and only cared about blindly defending, thinking that he could protect Kong Ling in this way.

But he was wrong, blindly defending and not taking the initiative to fight back, just letting him slowly and step by step towards death.

Now, if he wants to live, he must kill the three people in front of him, but when he asked the Killing Sword, two of these three people are scattered cultivators, and one of them is his fellow senior brother, does he really want to violate the rules of the door and kill the same sect?

In addition, the cultivation of the three of them is higher than his own, and the lowest of them is a loose cultivator named Yang An, the peak of the middle stage of foundation building, can he really beat it with only one early stage of foundation building?

This kind of person who has no confidence in himself at all, will only blindly defend, and does not know how to fight back, because he is afraid, afraid that if he fights back, what should the other party do if he takes the opportunity to attack Kong Ling?

All these thoughts were just a flash, and now Chen Xuan was still waving the sword in his hand to block the attacks of the three of them.

Seeing Chen Xuan's embarrassed appearance, the smiles on the faces of the three of them became more and more obvious, and they seemed to enjoy the feeling of killing their opponents little by little.

If they used all their sword skills to kill Chen Xuan, it would make them feel bored, and they could only bombard each other with different spells little by little, seeing that the other party kept coughing up blood, and there were more and more wounds all over their bodies, the more happy they felt.

Seeing that Chen Xuan was beaten all over by the three of them in order to protect herself, and there was more blood in her mouth, Kong Ling at this time, she wanted to come forward to help, but only because she lacked spiritual power at present, and her body was seriously injured, what could she do to help?

Just when Chen Xuan felt excessive blood loss and his eyes turned black, he felt the killing sword in his hand vibrate, followed by a tingling pain in his mind.

This pain is too familiar, it's a divine attack!

However, it was also this divine sense attack that pulled him back from the state of imminent coma, looking at the three evil smiling faces standing not far away, they kept pinching the spells, and shot one spell after another to blast at themselves, Chen Xuan gritted his teeth and used all the spiritual power of his body to block desperately.

Finally, when a spell hit his chest, Chen Xuan suddenly spurted out a mouthful of blood, and then the whole person flew out upside down for about seven distances, and fell to the ground fiercely.

The killing sword fell beside him, and at this time, he no longer had the strength to stand up and continue to resist.

At this time, Kong Ling dragged her seriously injured body to Chen Xuan and asked about his injury, and at the same time, the tears flowing from her eyes were clearly visible.

Looking at Kong Ling, who was crying in front of him, Chen Xuan smiled with difficulty, and at this time, he kept spitting blood out of his mouth.

Seeing this, Kong Ling hurriedly rummaged through his storage bag to find the Hemostatic Pill, fed him to take it, and then blocked in front of him, facing Xia Hao and the others.

Xia Hao and the three of them were approaching the two of them step by step at this time, and when he saw Kong Ling's crying face, he even had the idea of wanting to violate it, and laughed

"Senior Sister Kong, it's no wonder that Senior Brother I! I think you look pretty good, I can make you feel comfortable before you die!"

After that, he stretched out his hand and grabbed Kong Ling, who saw this and wanted to dodge, but her spiritual power was currently exhausted, plus she was just a qi cultivator, and she was equivalent to a mortal without spells, and she was soon choked by Xia Hao.

Kong Ling, who was choked by the neck, kept struggling and shouted angrily

"Let go!"

However, no matter how she hit Xia Hao's arm with her hand, it was to no avail, as if the other party didn't feel pain at all.

Looking at Kong Ling's pretty face, Xia Hao stretched out his other hand and pinched his face a few times, he smiled lewdly and stretched out his hand to the twin peaks below his neck, wanting to slowly remove her clothes.

At this time, Chen Xuan, who was lying on the ground, had recovered a little from his injuries because he had taken the Hemostatic Pill, and he shouted loudly

"Stop!"

"Oh?"

Xia Hao seemed to be a little dissatisfied with Chen Xuan's interruption of his next move, and he was a little surprised.

At this time, Yang An, who was standing on the side, went up and gave Chen Xuan a kick, kicked him to the ground and rolled over a few times, and after stopping, he continued to make up for it.

"Don't! You let my sister go, let her go! Don't you want this Dao weapon, I'll give it to you!"

At this time, Du Yu picked up the killing sword that had fallen aside, he held it in front of him, and swept it with his divine sense, showing a trace of joy on his face

"Sure enough, it's a magic weapon!"

Only then did he turn his gaze to Chen Xuan and said contemptuously

"Hehe, a waste like you, you really don't deserve such a good magic weapon!

Chen Xuan, who was lying on the ground, got up at this time, and then something happened that the three of them didn't expect, he actually knelt down directly in front of the three of them and begged

"I've already given you the sword!

Perhaps he didn't expect Chen Xuan to kneel and beg for mercy, Xia Hao grabbed Kong Ling's hair and laughed at Chen Xuan

"Hahahaha! Waste, I just remember to beg for mercy now! Don't you think it's too late? Why did you go earlier, if you had obediently listened to me before, handed it over earlier, and then knelt down and kowtowed to me, maybe I would have been merciful and spare your life!"

Suddenly, the smile on his face faded, and he yelled with a sinister look

"Now I think of begging for mercy! It's too late! You and she have to die!"

As soon as the words fell, I saw him throw a look at Yang An who was standing aside, the latter understood, showed a hint of a wicked smile, and walked towards Chen Xuan with a sword in his hand, wanting to finish him off.

Looking at Yang An, who was walking towards him with a sword, Chen Xuan fell into deep despair, he hated himself, why? Why did he take the sword to the Sect Refining Pavilion in the first place?

If he hadn't shown it to Xia Hao at the beginning, would he have been able to avoid what happened today?

However, these are no longer important, because his life is in the middle of this thought, and maybe it will wither in the next second.

Now Chen Xuan, kneeling on the ground, looked up at the mid-stage cultivator in front of him in a daze, he was like a god of death, approaching him step by step!

At this moment, on the other side, Du Yuzheng, who was holding the killing sword in his hand, had an excited look on his face, and he used his divine sense to communicate with it, wanting to make this sword weapon spirit rise and fall with him.

The cooperation with Xia Hao is just a disguise, he actually wants to get this Dao weapon, as long as the magic weapon is in hand, he thinks that with his own foundation building and later stage cultivation, it is not easy to escape?