It wasn't until the black mana got close to him that Shen Xiaole suddenly realized it.

Someone attacked her, who was it!

She turned around to block it, but she missed the mana a little, and brushed her waist and slashed it.

She lowered her head suddenly, and found that an extremely deep wound appeared on her waist, and what was even more terrifying was that there was a little black gas bubbling from the wound.

A sharp stinging pain slowly invaded her skin from the wound on her waist, and she felt uncomfortable.

She turned around and ran back to the side of the crazy rabbit and Zhong Xiaotong.

"Be careful, someone is hiding in the shadows and sneaking up. ”

When the two heard this, they were shocked: "Someone sneaked attack?"

"It should be that the praying mantis catches the cicada and the yellow finch is behind, and he is waiting for the opportunity to deal with us when we are both defeated. ”

"Then it seems that this battle must end as soon as possible, otherwise it will not be good for us!" Zhong Xiaotong said.

"Shall we withdraw then?"

"Withdraw it, lest people take advantage of it. ”

The three of them gradually walked towards the outside of the battle circle, but Zixin saw that they were about to retreat, thinking that they were already at the end of the crossbow, and the corners of his lips hooked up a hideous smile.

"Don't let them run!"

"All of them surround me, they have retreated, the attacks are reduced, don't be afraid of dying!"

After Zixin roared, all the disciples tightly surrounded them again.

At this moment, another sharp black mana shuttled through the crowd and attacked Shen Xiaole.

With a whoosh, at an extremely tricky angle, it passed through her chest.

"Ahh

Shen Xiaole took a few steps back, his face turned pale, and he covered the black wound on his chest.

Damn, another sneak attack!

This person is simply too sinister, coming from time to time, and hiding in the crowd, it is simply impossible to prevent it.

"Xiaole, are you okay?"

"It's fine. ”

Just a moment after the incident, the disciples of the Temple of the Gods found a gap and surrounded them again.

Shen Xiaole clutched her chest, she could feel the black qi invading her body, burrowing into her body like a poisonous snake.

The pain in the heart struck, and Shen Xiaole's face turned pale.

At this time, Zixin seized the opportunity and asked the other disciples to isolate Shen Xiaole from the other two, and he attacked Shen Xiaole at once.

Shen Xiaole drew his sword to resist, and was knocked back several steps at once.

Immediately afterwards, the long sword in Zi's novice hand flicked and turned into countless sword rains and stabbed towards Shen Xiaole.

Shen Xiaole frowned, and was about to urge his whole body mana to fight, when a gust of cold wind blew through the peak of Haiyin Mountain.

All the sword rain in front of Shen Xiaole suddenly solidified and stopped in mid-air.

As soon as the cold wind rolled, pieces of snowflakes fell, like beautiful elves, which made people's hearts flutter instantly.

The sword rain that was frozen in mid-air shattered with a "bang" the moment the snowflakes fell.

Countless sword powders melted into the snowflakes and disappeared without a trace.

Seeing this scene, Ziyi's face turned pale, and he kept retreating.

"Quick, surround them all. ”

Taking advantage of the fact that the disciples surrounded the three of them, Zixin found an opportunity to turn around and disappear into the crowd.

Seeing the snowflakes falling, Shen Xiaole's breathing stagnated, and his heart froze.

She turned her head suddenly, only to see that on the other side of Haiyin Mountain, a snow-white figure was above the blood river, under the black hole, particularly dazzling.

"Master!"