On the palace wall, the fairy who suddenly appeared confronted Yaoguang, but Han Haotian saw this, but sat on the side with a hippie smile, drinking wine like a spectator and waiting for the show to begin...

"Little sister, I am so at such a young age, as a woman, I really feel sorry for you. The fairy who jumped down from the air held a crimson sword in her hand and said with a serious face.

"Yo, look at this crimson outfit and this crimson sword, you must be the Vermilion Bird of the Ethereal Four Saints. Oh, by the way, maybe I should call you Purple Spirit. But you really follow the same rules as rumored, a crimson robe, plus this crimson sword, is the same color from top to bottom. Hey, it's really dirty, no wonder no man likes you. Yaoguang put his hands behind his back, playing with the delicate jade flute in his hand, and then looked at Han Haotian on the side with a flattering face and continued: "You said yes, Brother Han." ”

"Poof. Hahahaha... When Han Haotian heard this, he squirted out a mouthful of wine, and leaned back and forth.

Hearing this, Zi Ling turned his head and looked at Han Haotian with some anger, and Han Haotian immediately put away his smile when he saw this, and said nothing like a frightened child.

"Demon girl, don't talk nonsense here, a shameless and unclothed slut like you, I'm afraid of dirtying my Hongyan Sword if I kill you. Zi Ling held a red long sword and pointed at Yaoguang on the opposite side and said viciously.

"Ouch, sister, don't be so angry, you're not beautiful when you're fierce. Yaoguang continued with an aggrieved face: "These ethereal four saints have their own love, but my sister does not like beauty, but is naturally beautiful. When it comes to the purple spirits of the Four Saints of Ethereal Beings, who in these Six Realms is not regarded as the first fairy in the Six Realms. ”

"What's the matter, I'm a little ashamed to see this fairy!?" Zi Ling said with a disdainful look on his face when he heard this.

"That's not it, it's just such a beautiful sister, if there is an extra scratch on your face, I don't know if your heart can bear it!?"

With that, Yao Guangfei jumped up and pulled out an extremely slender soft sword from his waist, the blade was slender and soft, soft and sharp, and it was difficult to see with the naked eye in the heavy night.

"Be careful!" Han Haotian saw Yao Guang holding a soft sword and stabbing at Zi Ling, and subconsciously reminded nervously.

"Yes!" Zi Ling said with an impatient expression.

Then Zi Ling held the Hongyan Sword and struggled to block in front of him, but the soft sword was slender and soft, and it easily bypassed the Hongyan Sword like a soft snake, and the sword head suddenly extended and stabbed Zi Ling's left shoulder.

The injured purple spirit took a few steps back.

"Purple Spirit!" Seeing this, Han Haotian hurriedly flew up and wanted to step forward, when suddenly two figures flashed in front of Han Haotian in the air. One person held a knife and the other held a gun, and the weapon was attached to a powerful soul power, and with a wave of force, a powerful soul power poured out, instantly repelling Han Haotian, who wanted to get close to the purple spirit.

Han Haotian, who was repulsed, staggered back a few steps, looked at the two in front of him, and then smiled: "Sure enough, as I expected, counting the two in His Royal Highness the Prince's room, there are five of the seven sons of the stars on this side of the palace at once, and it seems that His Royal Highness the Prince's Royal Highness is bound to die!"

"I'm afraid it's not just that prince doll tonight, I'm afraid you'll lose two of your Ethereal Four Saints as well. The man holding the long knife had a grim face, looked at Han Haotian arrogantly, and continued lightly: "In Tianshu, the head of the Seven Sons of the Lower Stars, I have come to ask for the best moves of Qinglong, the chief disciple of the Ethereal Illusion Realm!"

"In Xia Tianxuan, suffer death!" said the man with the spear with an angry face.

Before Han Haotian could get ready, the man with the spear in his hand had already flown out, and the gun rushed straight towards Han Haotian like a dragon.

Han Haotian didn't have time to think about it, he flew back and held the Qingxuan Sword to resist the attacking spears one by one.

Not long after blocking Tianxuan's spear, Tianshu also rushed up with a long knife in his hand, and Han Haotian hurriedly used the Qingxuan Sword in his hand to resist again;

Facing Tianshu of the Heavenly Demon Realm and Tianxuan of the Earth Demon Realm, Han Haotian let alone get out of trouble to save Zi Ling, even if he resisted the fierce attacks of the two, his spirit was already highly concentrated, and if he was not careful, he would lose his life.

On the other hand, Purple Spirit and Yaoguang should be comparable, Purple Spirit is the Heavenly Immortal Realm, but Yaoguang is also the Heavenly Demon Realm.

But after several battles, Yaoguang used his soft and agile skills, as well as his flexible waist and thin sword, to frequently leave scars on Zi Ling's body, and Zi Ling was defeated and retreated, completely unable to parry.

Just when Zi Ling had no way to retreat, came to the edge of the palace wall, and was about to fall down the palace wall, Han Haotian flew out of the encirclement of Tianshu and Tianxuan with his sword. Han Haotian let the two of them attack him, and his body took two heavy moves, and he endured the pain and flew to Zi Ling's side, picked up Zi Ling, who was about to fall, and flew to the other side of the palace wall.

"Haotian. Zi Ling lay in Han Haotian's arms, stroked Han Haotian's sloppy stubble with some distress, and continued with some distress: "Are you okay? ”

Han Haotian chuckled, looked at the purple spirit in his arms with a doting look and smiled: "As long as you're okay, I don't care!"

"Haotian. Hearing this, a few tears burst out of Zi Ling's eyes for a while, and the corners of his eyes slipped from sleep, wetting Han Haotian's tattered robe...

"Yo! This brother and sister are really affectionate. Yaoguang looked at the injured two people in front of him, and continued with a charming face: "Brother Han doesn't seem to be unbeautiful, but I just blame me for not being as beautiful as yours!?"

"You... Hearing this, Zi Ling excitedly wanted to get up, but suddenly felt bursts of pain surging all over his body, and he was completely unable to use the true qi in his body. Zi Ling noticed something unusual, and then looked at Yaoguang in front of him weakly and asked, "You... Yours.. Poison on the sword!?"

"Oh, is it!?" Yaoguang pretended to be innocent and covered the corner of his mouth with a smile and continued: "It's just that you're too stupid, isn't it common for this weapon to have some poison on it!?

After saying that, Yaoguang hid his face and laughed, unusually treacherous.

"Damn. You.. Seeing this, Zi Ling angrily wanted luck, and a burst of pain hit him again, and he couldn't use a trace of true qi at all.

"It seems that the Four Saints of Ethereal Beings are nothing more than that!"

"That's right, it's completely vulnerable!"

At this time, Tianshu and Tianxuan on the side were already standing on both sides of Yaoguang, looking at the injured Han Haotian and Zi Ling with arrogant playful expressions.

Han Haotian helped Zi Ling aside, and said with a doting face: "Ling'er, leave it to me here, you can rest well... ”

Then get up.

"Haotian!" Zi Ling grabbed Han Haotian's clothes, stuffed his Beast God Stone into his hand, and continued with some worry: "If you are not an enemy, leave me alone... ”

Before Zi Ling finished speaking, Han Haotian turned around and hugged Zi Ling, and went up to kiss him.

Before Zi Ling could come back to his senses, Han Haotian got up and turned his back to Zi Ling and said, "Well, it's sweeter than wine." ”

Zi Ling looked at Han Haotian's back, his eyes were a little moist, and he muttered, "Stinky guy. ”