"Lan Kite is here to plead with the young man to let go of my house?" Lan Kite said with a slight threat in his tone.

Xiang Tian said coldly: "What did you do when she was about to be defiled before?"

"I, I ......" Lan Kite couldn't tell the purpose of going down the mountain this time, so he was hesitant!

"You hide and watch silently!Look!Do you know?" Xiang Tian's tone was full of anger.

Provoked by Xiang Tian's words, Lan Yuan became angry, drew his sword and sharpened it: "Then I have to offend below!"

"Shameless thing!" Xiang Tian also directly drew his sword in response.

"Qingcheng Xiaoxiang!" Lan Kite has completely lost herself in anger, and she doesn't care about her status as a famous and decent family at all!

The swordsmanship of this Qingcheng faction is extremely light, and every time the sword is released, it is extremely fast, and one sword after another, like flowing water, continuous!

Xiang Tian had to praise the subtlety of this Qingcheng swordsmanship, and then, he also used the swordsmanship to attack the Qingcheng faction: "Good swordsmanship! It's just a pity that it came out of a miscellaneous hand, it's really defiled and blasphemed!!"

"Qingcheng Chasing Wind Sword!" Lan Kite saw that the enemy was facing the sky, so he decisively changed his sword move and launched a fierce attack again!

"Tianshan Splitting the Clouds!" Xiang Tian also changed his sword moves, he wanted to end this meaningless battle as soon as possible.

Double-sword hedge, one round is over, and the winner is divided!

The Zhentian Sword scratched Lan Kite's right wrist!

Lan Kite's sword fell directly out of his hand and fell to the ground.

Xiang Tian Leng snorted, and then swung the Zhentian Sword again, ready to give Lan Kite a fatal blow!

"Don't!" "Seeing that Xiang Tian wanted to kill Lan Kite, the wind blocked in front of Lan Kite and shouted!

Fufeng didn't speak, just knelt in front of Xiang Tian, crying vigorously: "Please, don't kill him!"

"What, are you reluctant?!" Xiang Tian put the tip of his sword against the neck of the wind and said, "Otherwise, you will die with him!"

A woman's tears are a man's permanent fatal wound!

The breeze didn't speak, just looked at Xiang Tian with tears in his eyes.

Xiang Tian shook his head in disappointment, slowly put away his sword, then squatted down and said, "Is this kind of man worth it?"

The breeze still didn't speak.

Xiang Tian shook his head and said, "I'll wait for you in front!

"Hmm!" the breeze nodded.

Xiang Tian slowly walked away alone.

Behind him, the breeze walked up to the seriously injured fiancé and threw down the golden medicine: "This time, I will never look for you again!"