Zhuo Anran's mana had already been unleashed, and the two clusters of blue light were directly pressed towards Su Qingrong's arms.

At this time, with Su Qingrong's cultivation consciousness, she could actually dodge this blow, but she didn't dodge, she endured the continuous pain in her body, and quietly waited for Zhuo Anran's mana to destroy the meridians of her arms.

At that moment, with Zhuo Anran's arrogant temperament, he would definitely be proud.

As long as Zhuo Anran is a little proud, just a moment, Su Qingrong will have the opportunity to hook Zhuo Anran's legs with her legs again, so as to continue to rely on her cultivation to control him, so as to continue to buy time for Zhang Xiaofang.

Su Qingrong didn't know how long she would be able to fight, but she would definitely do her best.

The two blue light spells really hit Su Qingrong's arms firmly, and the bones that had been broken were once again shattered by the mana, and at the same time, the meridians on her arms were also broken under the impact of mana, and the mana that was originally condensed on her arms also disappeared.

The hand that was tightly gripping Zhuo Anran's legs finally let go, and at the moment of release, there were still blood stains on Zhuo Anran's legs between the slender jade-like fingers.

Zhuo Anran certainly showed a smug look, but just as his smug look appeared on his face, Su Qingrong's body turned sharply, and a pair of legs only hooked Zhuo Anran's calves in an instant.

Such a situation made Zhuo Anran stunned, and the pride that had not yet completely spread on his face suddenly turned fierce.

He glared at Su Qingrong angrily and said in a deep voice: "You are really persistent! It seems that I still need to break your legs again!"

Zhuo Anran didn't hesitate at all, he quickly condensed his mana between his palms, and when he spotted Su Qingrong's slender and beautiful legs, he released his mana.

Su Qingrong's legs were still scattered with the cyan mangs formed by the True Qi, which was the last protection given to her by the immovable mountain, but her injuries were not light, and the meridians of her arms had been broken, affecting the movement of the True Qi around her body.

Her arms could withstand Zhuo Anran's two attacks, but this time, she was afraid that she could only withstand it once, and her meridians and leg bones would be broken at the same time, but she had already tried her best.

Tears fell in Su Qingrong's eyes, and she silently said with some guilt in her heart: "I'm sorry Zhang Xiaofang, I really did my best!"

She closed her eyes, tears falling like pearls, and her cheeks felt the fluctuations formed by the impact of Zhuo Anran's mana, ready to meet the moment when her legs were destroyed......

At this moment, a strong wind swirled and came from behind Zhuo Anran.

Such a strong wind blew on Su Qingrong's face, blowing away the tears that were falling from her at once, and stirring her hair, as if floating on her and comforting her.

Su Qingrong couldn't help but open her eyes, and Zhuo Anran couldn't help but be stunned, and immediately turned her head back to look.

There was no one behind him, nothing, so his heart calmed down, and he quickly turned back to look at Su Qingrong. He was sure that Su Qingrong's legs must have been useless, because the moment he turned his head to look back, he felt that his calves, which were originally controlled by Su Qingrong, had become relaxed.

This was the inevitable result of his mana hitting and destroying Su Qingrong's beautiful legs, but he always felt that something was wrong.

All this is an instantaneous feeling in Zhuo Anran's heart.

When he really looked back, he realized that he was right, but the right part was just that he felt something was wrong.

Su Qingrong's legs were still very beautiful, and they were not damaged by his mana, and they were already sitting on a chair, and there was a cloud-patterned white-robed man beside Su Qingrong supporting her.

Zhuo Anran couldn't help but exclaim, his eyes full of disbelief.

"How is this possible......? When did you ......"

Before he finished speaking, he saw a flash of back in front of him, and a punch hit him in the face, knocking him out immediately, hitting the wall behind him, and smashing the wall out of the crack.

Zhuo Anran got up quickly, his face was already covered with blood, he knew that this was exactly what the man in the cloud-patterned white robe had done, but he didn't see anything clearly, and when he squeezed his eyes, he still saw that the man was standing next to Su Qingrong, sending a pill with a red halo into Su Qingrong's mouth.

"Are you Zhang Xiaomad?" Zhuo Anran touched the blood on his face and asked gloomily.

The man in the white robe with the cloud pattern was Zhang Xiaofang, and just when Zhuo Anran cast a spell to destroy Su Qingrong's legs, he just woke up, and sensed the situation outside, and immediately rushed out with his true qi.

His speed was so fast that even he couldn't understand it, so he set off a strong gust of wind to blow away Su Qingrong's tears.

Just as Zhuo Anran felt the abnormality behind him and turned his head to look at him, Zhang Xiaoyan shuttled from his side to his side, dissolved his mana, and saved Su Qingrong.

So Su Qingrong's legs were unharmed, but the previous injuries were very serious, especially her arms, Zhang Xiaofang felt heartache just by looking at it.

He hurriedly placed Su Qingrong on a chair and helped her sit down, at this time Zhuo Anran began to express his surprise, Zhang Xiaoyan didn't want to hear his voice, so as soon as his body moved, he knocked him out with a punch and hit the wall.

Then Zhang Xiaofang took out a pill and helped Su Qingrong take it.

Su Qingrong's injury is not incurable in Zhang Xiaofang's opinion, but he must not bear the grievances that Su Qingrong suffered before.

At the moment when Su Qingrong was most desperate, Zhang Xiaofang's appearance made Su Qingrong speechless, and she couldn't even hold back tears at once, she couldn't describe her mood at that moment, until she took the pill that Zhang Xiaofang sent into her mouth, she smiled slightly.

This slight smile almost made Zhang Xiaofang cry.

"Just be patient, just take a moment!" Zhang Xiaofang immediately turned to look at Su Qingrong, he was afraid that he would cry, but his eyes were still red.

Zhuo Anran ignored the blood stains on his face, and for some reason showed a sneering look, and said: "Now that the two of you have been reunited, let me send you to Huangquan to continue your love!"

Zhang Xiaofang's face was expressionless, not like he said it at all, he wanted to convert all the anger in his chest into strength and send it to the other party.

Zhuo Anran did not show weakness at all, and had already begun to mention Zhenyuan, and his body continued to exude strong mangs.

Zhang Xiaofang clenched his fist and immediately let go, and as soon as he let go, the purple qi around his body exploded, completely enveloping the entire room.

Zhuo Anran had never seen the purple true qi, so he couldn't help but be slightly stunned, but then he showed an arrogant look and said: "Zhang Xiaofang, don't forget that this is a nameless sect, and those who spread wild here have always had only one result, that is, the soul is scattered, you better understand this!"

His arrogance actually came from the Nameless Sect, and he actually wanted to use the prestige of the Nameless Sect to suppress Zhang Xiaofang, but Zhang Xiaofang has always been extremely arrogant, and he has never been suppressed by others, not to mention that he is still full of anger now......

(End of chapter)