On the other hand, the blue light originally came straight up, but after this strong wind, it deviated from the direction.

Failed to strike, Yuru showed a trace of anger in her eyes, bit her lip, but still didn't give up, her body shook, and she walked behind Xiao Jiu with a blue light, in the black night sky, her hands shook up and down, and the two blue lights were entangled like two flying water columns, hitting Xiao Jiu's back.

Xiao Jiu heard the strong wind behind him, and he didn't dare to be careless, but it was too late to turn back, so he could only divide a part of the sword feathers to resist.

Those sword feathers flew behind Xiao Jiu, and immediately gathered into an even larger white sword feather, attacking the two incoming blue lights.

The two blue rays of light plunged straight into the huge sword feathers, like a broken bamboo, but every time they advanced, they were weakened by one point, and the sword feathers that were scattered were scattered again, scattered like snowflakes, which was very beautiful.

When they were less than five feet away from Xiao Jiu, the two blue rays of light had already disappeared, and they turned into two Qingfeng long swords.

But Yuru had already made up her mind in her heart, and she categorically wanted to stop Xiao Jiu from saving Chu Qing, so regardless of life and death, she continued to fight Xiao Jiu with a sword.

Unexpectedly, those sword feathers that had just been dispersed by the blue light did not disappear, but floated not far behind Xiao Jiu, and when they felt the danger at this moment, they attacked again.

Seeing this, Yuru was surprised, and hurriedly danced the double swords, rolling up the strong wind to fight, but the sword feathers were overwhelming, blocking most of them, but there was finally a miss, only to see a few tiny sword feathers gently sliding down, but they scratched Yuru's clothes, and there were a few places on the body that actually revealed white skin, although it did not hurt the skin, but the appearance was very ugly.

Yuru saw that Xiao Jiutou didn't look back, her attention seemed to be all on Chu Qing's body in the smoke array, and she was even more resentful in her heart, so she continued to dance the sword forward desperately, and was hit by a few sword feathers in an instant.

Xiao Jiu heard the sword wind behind him, his eyebrows furrowed, and finally turned to look at the future, but saw Yuru so desperate and entangled, so he sighed lightly, waved his left arm, and the wings on his shoulders rose into the wind, turning into a huge wing again, and with a slight fan, a strong wind was set off, sending Yuru several feet away.

But only in this moment, because of its distraction, the "Spirit Crane Thousand Feathers" move lost control, and those smoke pillar monsters that were originally entangled in the sky and sword feathers were able to stride forward, and quickly surrounded them, squeezing Chu Qing in a very small circle.

In the circle, Chu Qing's face was shocked, his originally handsome face was more pale, although he urged his fingers to form a spherical wall of light, but the evil aura carried by those smoke pillar monsters was too fierce, and the light wall around his fingers was constantly squeezed and burst out of cracks, like cracked ice, and he was about to deform when he saw that he was about to deform.

Seeing that her intention had succeeded, Yuru suddenly withdrew the Qingfeng double sword in her hand, faced the gentle night breeze, raised her hand and gently stroked her long hair, just like that, a bewitching woman with torn clothes and barely wrapped her body, standing there, Chu Chu looked at her pitifully, only to see her eyes like silk, and her cherry mouth slightly cocked and let out a gentle word: "Young man, your sweetheart, farewell." After speaking, he covered his mouth and "giggled".

When Xiao Jiu heard this, he was horrified in his heart, and turned his head sharply, but saw that the tragedy was staged in an instant.

Yan Shutian, who was sitting in the air, let out a smug laugh, the sound shook the sky, and said proudly: "Fox demon, suffer death." After finishing speaking, he clasped his palms together and shouted: "Join the array!"

I saw that those smoke pillar monsters immediately revolved around Chu Qing's wall of light, gradually becoming blurred, and turning into smoke again, but they struck tightly in the middle, and after a while, Chu Qing and the light wall around the fingers were swallowed up by the thick black smoke and disappeared in the eyes of everyone, and the black smoke array became smaller and smaller as it gathered, such a large space, not to mention Chu Qing, even the little fat bear bag bag bag had already been flattened.

Xiao Jiu saw it in his eyes, he was anxious for a while, stretched out his hand, and shouted miserably: "Qing'er!"

However, except for Xiao Jiu's miserable cry, the heavens and the earth suddenly fell silent, and the smoke array finally disappeared, condensing into a very small black dot.

In the night sky, the moon also regained its clarity, and the stars quietly leaned out, twinkling and twinkling, like a grieving person, blinking their eyes wordlessly, or they couldn't bear to see the tragedy that had just happened.

The night wind was cold, Xiao Jiu knelt on the ground helplessly, shedding two lines of silent tears, he was heartbroken, but he was powerless to return to the sky, he could only grab the two handfuls of soil in front of him and clenched tightly, as if there was only this, as if it could only be like this.

Even Lin Xianniang, who had been silent, also sighed slightly, raised her head, looked at the cyan sky, her delicate eyelashes shook a few times, as if she was falling into a long memory, and finally shook her head gently, slowly turned around and wanted to leave.

Yuru, who was standing behind Xiao Jiu, was not happy in her heart at this time, her face was gloomy, she bit her lower lip hard, stared at the black ball, looked at it for a while, and then withdrew her gaze and looked at Xiao Jiu who was distressed again.

Yan Shutian, behind the copper-colored mask, let out a sneer, but there was obviously a trace of tiredness hidden in his eyes, and then he slowly raised his hand, about to recall the black spot.

Just when everyone thought it was over, but when a loud noise came out, ten thousand red lights poured out from the black dot, and then a loud roar, in an instant, the smoke array was forced to disperse, and in the thick smoke, a white six-tailed big fox appeared, the whole body was snow-white, far taller and more powerful than the lion, facing the dark cyan night, shaking six huge tails, and a pair of blood-red pupils reflected Yan Shutian's copper-colored mask.

The six-tailed white fox exudes a boundless evil aura around his body, which is even better than Yan Shutian, and in this extremely powerful evil aura, there is a faint domineering king's aura!

White fox, six-tailed, blood pupils,

It raised its head to the moon and howled, and looked down at the people.

It shows a domineering spirit between heaven and earth!

The mountains responded, the wind and clouds changed color, darkness filled the sky and the earth, and the night sky above the head of the six-tailed white fox suddenly condensed a huge whirlpool, stirring the sky and moving the stars to change the moon.

The smoke array also dispersed, and turned into several smoke pillar monsters again, but when those demons saw the six-tailed white fox in front of them, they were frightened, and they retreated again and again, screaming and not falling, no matter how Yan Shutian urged, they all abandoned the soldiers and did not dare to move forward.

The domineering spirit of the king struck, Yan Shutian clearly felt a powerful and incomparable sense of oppression, enveloping his whole body, unable to move, stunned for a while, holding on to each other for less than a moment, his body actually trembled, the copper-colored mask on his face was shattered, and a mouthful of blood spurted out, already suffering a heavy injury.

Under such a strong domineering spirit, except for Yan Shutian, who bore the brunt of the attack, the ten million sword feathers sent out by Xiao Jiu were also scattered in an instant and disappeared into invisibility.

Standing aside, Yuru, who was originally worried in her heart, only felt a flash of red light in front of her, and an invisible wave of qi hit, shocking herself so much that she couldn't stand on her feet, and Xiao Jiu, who was kneeling down in front of her, was shocked far away, and after standing still, she only felt a sweetness in her throat, and a mouthful of bright red blood spurted out, instantly staining the clothes on her chest.

Yuru endured the pain, and when she raised her head, she inadvertently saw Yan Shutian who had lost her mask, and a trace of surprise flashed in her eyes, but then she was disturbed by the pain and frowned, and then withdrew her gaze and looked at Xiao Jiu.

I saw that Xiao Jiu couldn't care about being injured, smiled happily, danced with his hands, and shouted to Yuru: "Qing'er, Qing'er, you see it's Qing'er!"

Seeing such a change, Lin Xianniang, who was a little far away, moved her eyebrows slightly, as if she didn't have time to think about it, and gently stretched out her hand, only to see the glow of the ten thousand ways, and the mysterious silver net was sacrificed again, overwhelming, and shrouded the white six-tailed fox.

At the same moment, the mutation arose, and a green bamboo leaf flew out from the side of the white six-tailed fox, an emerald green bamboo leaf, gently floating in the air, and there was fluorescence faintly flowing between the textures.

In the blood pupils of the white six-tailed fox, the figure of a scholar gradually appeared, he was wearing an indigo blue shirt, wearing a scarf, a very beautiful figure, a handsome and elegant face, a pair of eyes as bright as stars, with a clear smile on his face, and walked slowly.

Then, the six-tailed white fox hesitated slightly, then lay down on the ground, and changed back to the appearance of the handsome woman Chu Qing, as if she had lost consciousness and fainted.

Such a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, how could Yan Shutian be willing to let it go, and now he was enduring the pain, and he was going to strike again,

At this moment, I only heard a burst of laughter in the night sky, and his voice fluttered: "Jiusheng Tianzun, Yan Shutian old friend, don't come to be harmed, Yuan Wuxi will see you again." As soon as the words fell, from the sky above Yan Shutian's head, two true qi of black and white hovering each other fell, several zhang thick, penetrating the sky and the earth, stirring up the night sky and changing color again.

Yan Shutian, who had already been hit hard, didn't care about losing his mask, looked up, and hissed, "Guiyun Yin Yang Sword!"

In a hurry, he hurriedly gathered his hands, sealed again, and regathered some of the black smoke to fight against the yin and yang qi that suddenly came above his head, and after a while, the yin and yang qi passed through the black smoke and hit Yan Shutian's chest, "poof", Yan Shutian's body shook, and a mouthful of blood spurted out of his mouth, and he was hit twice successively, so that he could not fight again, so he had to show his robe sleeves and said miserably to Lin Xianniang: "Hurry up!" and then took the lead in turning into light.

Lin Xianniang raised her eyes and looked at the powerful Guiyun Yin Yang Sword, frowned slightly, but turned her gaze to Chu Qing again, took a deep look, and then raised her hand, recalled the silver net, and said to Yuru: "Sister Ru, let's go." After saying that, he also turned into light.

When Yuru heard the sound, she glanced at Chu Qing, and finally glanced at Xiao Jiu hatefully, bit her silver teeth, and chased after her.

Then, a short old man jumped out of the night sky, stood far away, pointed to Chu Qing who was lying on the ground, looked at Xiao Jiu, and said with a smile: "I said Daxian Crane, what are you still stunned about." ”