said that it was too late, and when the white sword was already less than a zhang away from the Tsing Yi disciple, the Tsing Yi disciple who was still in a daze was instantly kicked out a few zhang away by a foot that suddenly appeared on the right side, and he fell like a dog eating like a gourd, and lay on the ground without moving.

And Sikong Ember was not so lucky, the original position of the Tsing Yi disciple was replaced by himself, and the white sword he swung out was already less than a foot away from him, and at the moment his heart was like 10,000 grass and mud horses galloping past, only had time to shout "Hold the grass", hurriedly raised the sword across his chest, and his left hand was against the middle of the long sword, desperately urging the qi of the whole body in the most primitive way and quickly condensed in front of the long sword, forming a simple internal breath barrier to resist the menacing white sword.

I saw a dazzling light erupt at the moment when Sikong Ember and Sword Mang were fighting, and the two forces continued to confront and consume each other in the light, and suddenly there was a loud "bang", and the original position of Sikong Ember suddenly flew into dust. A gray shadow flew upside down from the dust of the explosion, and finally knocked a hole in the wall of a courtyard before stopping.

Sikong Ash, who had already won the game, almost died under the sword qi he swung, and at this moment, he was blown up again, and he was miserable in his heart, and it was a shame to say it.

He sat on the edge of the wall with his ass out of strength, and at this time he felt that his body was overturning, and he couldn't help it anymore, he spewed out a mouthful of blood, and he didn't care if the two disciples who rushed over behind him would take advantage of the fire to rob, so he hurriedly crossed his knees to guide the chaotic qi in his body.

The two swordsmen in Tsing Yi didn't expect the situation to develop like this, and hurriedly rushed to their junior brother's side, and after checking, they found that there was no major problem, and after carefully placing the injured fellow disciple, they reflexively came to the left and right sides of Sikong Ember, and at the same time looked at Sikong Ash's pale face, and they already knew that at this time, Sikong Ash's internal breath was chaotic, and the slightest accident would be life-threatening.

The two Tsing Yi disciples didn't speak, they just glanced at each other, as if they had reached some kind of decision, and at the same time stretched out their right hands to point at Sikong Ash, pinching the trick and starting luck, each separating a breath through their fingertips to guide it from the top of Sikong Ash's head to slowly flow into his body, helping him quickly control and calm the disordered qi in his body.

After a while, all three were sweating profusely, and it could be seen from Sikong Ash's gradually ruddy face that the qi in his body should be slowly controlled at this time, and the two Tsing Yi disciples saw that their qi began to be restrained, and they also withdrew the true qi that they had separated, and began to use their strength to replenish the qi in their bodies that had been somewhat declining due to excessive consumption.

A quarter of an hour later, the three of them really opened their eyes at the same time, and the two Tsing Yi disciples stood up and clenched their fists at Sikong Ember and said, "Thank you." Seeing this, Sikong Ember hurriedly got up, and also clasped his fists and saluted back: "Thank you."

Several disciples of the Qiongxiao Sect did not say too much, and never asked why the other party would be the top martial arts of their own sect, etc., after hugging their fists and thanking them, they simply turned around neatly, returned to the side of the injured junior disciple before, checked the other party's injuries again, and helped them up after confirming that there was no major problem, and the three of them jumped into the seemingly quiet night at this moment.

Sikong Ember let out a long sigh of relief, and after seeing that the other party had disappeared, he looked around, and there were no new characters jumping out to stop him for the time being, so he hurriedly crossed his knees to check his current physical state.

After observing for a moment, Sikong Ember opened his eyes suddenly, looked down at his palm with some incredulity, and said secretly: "I took that blow hard, and I obviously felt that the qi in my body was shattered, and there was even the possibility of collapse and death, how did it become so abundant now, more than before, and even faintly felt like a broken mirror...... That's not right, even if I sensed that those two Qiongxiao disciples had consumed their true qi to help me heal my injuries and calm my internal rest, it was the first time I had heard of this healing and healing martial arts realm, could it be that this mysterious kraft book technique had to be beaten to upgrade?"

Sikong Ember laughed at himself at his own wild thoughts, and after checking again, he found that his body was really fine, and his previous feelings were not hallucinations.

Raising his head to look at the dark sky, he exhaled again, after this battle, there was a lot of delay, and in a few hours the sky will be bright, and it will be a hundred times more difficult to escape than now......

Thinking of this, Sikong Ember hurriedly got up, patted the dust on his body, carefully recalled the previously planned escape route, looked at the courtyard wall on the right, and climbed onto the wall with one turn, and continued to start his escape path.

However, after all, the Qiongxiao Sword Sect has a hundred years of heritage, and it is not easy to escape smoothly, no, just after climbing over a wall, it fell into the shadow of a big tree, and before he could stand firmly, he heard a deep voice from the position behind him: "Looking at the little brother's body and momentum, it seems that he recovered well from his injury just now."

The voice came and went, sometimes making people feel far away in the sky, and in the blink of an eye, it seemed to be standing behind them.

Sikong Ash, who was going to let go of his hands and feet to start his wild run, looked helpless, and only then did he turn over a wall, can't you wait for me to take a few more steps?

"After fighting one and another group, you have the ability to come together......" Sikong Ember was in a terrible mood by two waves of blockades in a row, and no matter how good his temper was, there was an outbreak, no one just hit the muzzle of the gun, forcing him to roar angrily, and he pulled out his long sword and slashed behind him, the tip of the sword drew an arc in the air, and a white sword qi slashed out, and Sikong Ember retreated sharply two or three zhang away with the help of turning around.

I saw that the sword qi had only flown a foot away, and it hit an invisible wall, and it exploded with a "bang".

Other than that, there was no figure in sight, and Sikong Ember didn't act this time, just looked at the big tree and frowned slightly.

This time it was a hard stubble, although his sword qi was not full force, but it also had six or seven points of strength, but the opponent's invisible qi wall was easily dissolved, and the big man holding the giant sword before hit with all his strength, and he was also blocked by the invisible qi wall, could it be the same person? If it's the same person, then still play a ball?

Just when Sikong Ember was up and down in his heart, the voice appeared again, but this time the other party walked out leisurely from behind the big tree, and said as he walked: "It's a little capable, your talent is quite top-notch among your peers, no wonder those little cubs just now are not your opponents." ”

The other party walked five or six steps and stopped, turned to face Sikong Ember and continued: "You can stop it just now, and it is possible that you will die under your sword qi and still save people, so I still appreciate your bearing." ”