The bear is about to leap out.

At this moment, a blood blade burning with blazing blood flames roared from a distance, and after slashing the golden red dragon in the air, it was about to slash down at the giant bear under Xu Yao's body, Xu Yao's eyes were deep, and the blue aura of the flying snow sword body in his right hand flowed for a while, and in a blink of an eye, three strange ghosts appeared, and in a moment, he slashed the blood blade with blazing blood flames.

After a surge of spiritual tide, each sword and sword rolled back and returned to his master. After Xu Yao withdrew the Flying Snow Sword, one person and one bear were already on the edge of the earthy yellow light curtain.

At this time, the blood-clothed monk who had already withdrawn the bloody blade from a distance shouted "duh", and a stream of blood-colored vines broke out of the ground, and in the blink of an eye, it became obscured, covering Xu Yao alone and a bear.

A snow-white sword shadow flashed, and the blood vines in the sky cracked in response, revealing a blood-red man and a bear in it, and the earthy yellow light in mid-air had already filled the last gap, and had already covered one person and one bear.

Xu Yao looked at the completed earth system trapped formation, and suddenly his heart sank, and then he looked deeply at the bloody monk holding a bloody blade in front of him without saying a word, and immediately slashed it with a sword.

In the trapped formation, the two of them fought with a sword and a sword, and they kept fighting, and they were all under the style of fighting with injuries for injuries, and for a while, both of them were full of hideous wounds. For Xu Yao, after this blood-clothed monk now, I don't know how many people are chasing behind, so Xu Yao is ruthless in his heart to break through as soon as possible at any cost.

And what made Xu Yao's heart sink slightly was that the other party also seemed to be physically not his own, and he had been exchanging injuries with Xu Yao. Xu Yao's body flashed with golden runes, and he had already used a rock armor golden rune, and there were also flying snow robes and golden silk inner armor inside, which was also Xu Yao's confidence to dare to exchange injuries with the other party.

However, what Xu Yao didn't expect was that the other party's true qi was very weird, every time he succeeded, a part of his true qi passed through the defense and injured his own body, and his flying snow sword slashed the opponent, just like slashing on dead wood, and he couldn't move an inch at all.

Both of them looked miserable on the surface, and their injuries were not very serious for a while, "We can't drag it out like this anymore", Xu Yao thought silently in his heart.

Just after the two exchanged swords and swords, the two were about to separate slightly as before, Xu Yao suddenly grabbed the other party's blood blade with his hand, and at the same time, a golden talisman silently cracked itself, and a roaring golden dragon exploded in front of the two. Both of them immediately flew out upside down at great speed.

And after Xu Yao landed, he immediately spurted out a mouthful of blood, and under the annihilation of the golden talisman all over his body, even the Feixue robe had been completely damaged, revealing the golden silk inner armor with dim spiritual light inside.

And the situation of the blood-clothed monk on the other side was not even worse, his right hand and even his shoulder were gone, and the bloody blade was inserted to the side and could not be retrieved. Xu Yao forcibly endured another mouthful of blood gushing up from his throat, and in a flash of inspiration, a pair of emerald jade bows were already held in Xu Yao's hands, and at the same time, three red rune arrows were wound at the same time, which was about to give a fatal blow to the blood-clothed monk in front of him.

Xu Yao was about to pull the bowstring, when a strange magic sound suddenly sounded in his ears, and the already unstable qi and blood suddenly surged, and Xu Yao, who had already pressed the internal injury, suddenly spurted out a mouthful of blood, and the jade bow that had been set up in his hand suddenly pulled down.

And the blood-clothed monk who was lying on the ground and dying, didn't know when he had disappeared in place, Xu Yao hurriedly fixed his eyes to see that he had withdrawn the formation, covered his right shoulder, which was still dripping blood, and was fleeing to the side.

The blood-clothed monk who was running wildly suddenly changed his complexion, rolled sideways, dodged a whistling bear claw, and was about to breathe a sigh of relief, but his complexion changed again, and he rolled sideways, and a white snake of more than three feet appeared in place strangely, looking annoyed because of the air.

The blood-clothed monk dodged twice in a row, and under his exhaustion, he looked at the crimson rune arrows that shot at him, and a look of despair appeared on his face. And at this moment, a hand as white as jade caught this talisman arrow firmly in mid-air, and after the rune arrow made a wailing sound in its hand, it was pinched and exploded.

Seeing this, Xu Yao's eyes suddenly shrank slightly, and he waved his hand to recall the two beasts, not daring to make a move for a while. And the blood-clothed monk looked at the young man in front of him who was wearing a dragon embroidered gold silk brocade robe, a white jade belt wrapped around his waist, stepping on the golden boots of flowing clouds, and wearing a green tortoise crown on his head, he breathed a sigh of relief, and was about to say something, his face suddenly turned white, and he looked down in disbelief at the green flame burning on his chest.

As if he had done something insignificant, the Hua-robed boy glanced contemptuously at the blood-clothed monk who was gradually devoured by Qingyan, and put down Qingyan's already extinguished right hand. At this time, after Xu Yao used the last rock armor golden talisman, a burst of golden light flowed on the surface of his body, and he slowly exhaled a breath and waited in place.

As one of the most dazzling people in the outer gate, Xu Yao naturally recognized it. The cultivation realm of the peak of Qi cultivation, the eldest son of the Bai family of Qingyang Peak, no matter which identity it is, it is impossible to ignore.

Bai Yijia often said that his clan brother was narrow, but Xu Yao didn't care, after all, he and Bai Yijia also intersected generally, far from the extent of putting their hearts in their hearts, and they had nothing to do with this Bai family's sister-in-law.

As for the previous attacks, Xu Yao did not suspect the other party, but under the growth of Xu Yao's realm, the other party withdrew a lot, and Xu Yao would not let go of this unfathomable family for this unfathomable speculation.

It's just that Xu Yao never thought that he would intercept and kill himself on such an occasion today. "Why, you still want to do it with me," the young man in the Chinese robe looked at with a joke on his face, and slowly walked towards Xu Yao.

With a bang, a red gold fire dragon appeared in mid-air, roaring towards the young man in the Chinese robe, it was the last middle-grade red dragon golden talisman inspired by Xu Yao, the young man in the Chinese robe showed a trace of contempt on his face, and with a slight wave of his hand, the red gold fire dragon in the air was extinguished. And Xu Yao's heart sank when he saw this, it was in his heyday, and in the face of the middle-grade golden talisman, it was impossible to be so light-hearted.

Although the other party looks like a big one, Xu Yao knows that he is not an opponent of the other party even if he is unscathed.