Wang Ruoli staggered to the bottom of the boulder, looking at the figure on the stone, the distance between the two sides was less than three feet.

Wang Ruoli, whose body was mottled with blood, stood under the stone, as if he was about to be blown down by the wind in the next moment.

"Haha, Wang Ruoli, you also have today, don't hurry up and kneel down for me. Sima Yue looked at the trembling Wang Ruoli, couldn't help laughing happily, and couldn't wait to see Wang Ruoli kneeling in front of him.

Life is gone, strength is restored, I want to exchange vitality for strength.

The trend of old age seems to be still spreading, Wang Ruoli's thighs are dark spots, and several blood vessels on the back of his hands are even cracked and dripping blood, but the corners of his mouth are hooked up with a tyrannical sneer, the remnants are moving, and his body is flashing, "Feifeng? teleportation."

Sima Zhong, who was carrying Fang Xiaomu, never thought that Wang Ruoli would suddenly teleport and appear, and in a flash, he was directly pierced through the throat by Wang Ruoli with a sword.

Wang Ruoli's current teleportation technique, although the displacement distance is only a few zhang, can often achieve unexpected effects. Although it may not be of much use to cultivators whose realm is higher than their own, it is basically safe to deal with cultivators whose realm is lower than their own, and no one can escape such a teleportation sneak attack.

The people on the boulder were in chaos, and even the three generals didn't react, so they saw that Wang Ruoli had been holding Fang Xiaomu all the time, quickly swept down the boulder, rushed back to the field, staggered a few steps, and fell to the ground.

The people who coveted the Red Maple Heart Sutra outside the field, seeing Wang Ruoli's teleportation, did not see panic one by one, but their eyes became more and more hot.

The fight in the field is coming to an end.

With the addition of Concubine Xiao Xiang, there is basically no suspense in the balance of victory, and the three of Chu Zonglie have been defeated one after another, especially Yun Hezi, who is the weakest in cultivation, and was entangled by Concubine Xiao Xiang's golden wire, and with a cut of Jiang in the face, he fell directly from the spirit sword, covering his chest, and his face was pale.

The defeat of the three of them made Chu Zonglie angry and anxious, and he was helpless, so he had to look at the woods in the empty space on his left hand, and shouted loudly: "Elder Ling, please help." ”

"Alas......" In the air, there was a long sigh, as if with a little reluctance, a little more helpless regret.

Xie Xiao and the others are still wondering, could it be that the other party still has a master hiding on the side?

Suddenly, a powerful shackling force shrouded down, drawing the ground as a prison.

Xie Jiang, who originally had the advantage, suddenly changed his color, and his hands and feet were sluggish during his actions, as if they were bound.

Wang Ruoli and Fang Xiaomu, who were in the back, were directly oppressed by this force, and they were tightly attached to the ground, unable to move.

Concubine Xiao Xiang struggled to resist, but unfortunately in vain, her hands and feet involuntarily stuck to the ground, and the whole person was in the shape of a "big" character and was locked to the ground.

Xie Jiang was anxious, he didn't expect that his opponent would be a god-level Linggong powerhouse, and he was also a formation master, how could the two of them be opponents? Xie Jiang only had time to take a few steps, his spiritual power was unbalanced, and he was also tied to the ground, his hands and feet were limited, and it was difficult to resist.

Chu Zonglie on the periphery, seeing this, was overjoyed, and made a head-on move, "Qinghuang Wuji", and hit directly

。 But seeing the green and yellow light, gorgeous and magnificent, reflecting each other, pouring down into the field.

Xie Jiang looked at the blue and yellow light that came suddenly, a touch of frustration flashed in his eyes, and he sighed at Wang Ruoli: "Boy, Xie Mouai can't help ......"

Before the words fell, the dazzling blue and yellow light swept by, drowning Xie Jiang and Concubine Xiao Xiang in an instant.

A burst of maple red light suddenly rose and spread out, intertwined with the green and yellow light, mixed and clustered.

In the blink of an eye, all the light in the field suddenly disappeared, and the power of painting the prison dissipated, but Xie Jiang and Concubine Xiao Xiang on the ground disappeared, and I don't know if they escaped or were crushed into powder?

Off-site, in the woods.

The two old men, one thin and the other Qu Shuo, were at odds at this time and were arguing.

"Stop!" The thin old man looked at Qu Shuo's feet and shouted urgently, "Senior brother, what do you want to do?"

"I can't sit idly by and watch the outstanding juniors of my Gonghou Pavilion be besieged and killed, and ignore them!" Qu Shuo raised his voice, "I'm going to help him." ”

It turns out that these two old men are the magic of Konghou Pavilion.

"It's not that the senior brother is hard-hearted, it's just that this muddy water is too deep. Shen Gong was in the face of the accident and kept thinking calmly, "The red-robed envoy is not here, just with the strength of the two of us in the Dan Transformation Period, it is too thin, it is tantamount to hitting a stone with an egg." ”

"Are we just going to sit idly by?" said the ghost, a little angrily.

"The strength of any one of the people in the field is not something that the two of us can match, not to mention that the other party is a royal family of the Immortal Dynasty, and there is more power that has not been moved to the surface. Shengong's words were cold and a little gloomy, "Even if the red-robed messenger, no, even if the pavilion master comes, it will be useless, unless it is my 'pavilion' lord who comes to Jingxiang in person, otherwise, no one can save him." ”

The divine worker's painstaking persuasion still couldn't stop the impulse of the ghost axe, and in the end he couldn't, so he had to take advantage of the ghost axe to knock him out.

After the battle, there were only two figures left in the field.

Wang Ruoli was already tired, his body shook, he slowly got up, and with the strength of his hands, he pulled up Fang Xiaomu who had fallen to the ground.

The sun has set, and the clouds are obscuring the eyes.

The remnants of the glow had no source, and only a few faint rays of light leaked out of the clouds.

Behind the two of them, two barely visible shadows stretched out the old elder on the ground, as if pulling out a trace of boundless desolation.

The breeze blew, and the two looked at each other in unison, and gently, at the corner of their mouths, a bright smile was revealed.

In the smile, there is an emotion that people can't read.

Wang Ruoli's words were full of inexplicable complexity: "Xiaomu, are you afraid?"

"Don't be afraid!" Fang Xiaomu's eyes were full of firmness, "If you are away from your brother, Xiaomu will not be afraid of anything." ”

Fang Xiaomu's thoughts seemed to have returned to the back then, when the Nanjing Valley was surrounded by soldiers, blood was splashed, and Ruoli brother rescued himself from the pile of dead. Perhaps, from that time on, Ruoli brother's figure will be in his heart, and he can no longer be erased.

In a corner where no one is looking.

Huang Jinyu, who was dressed as a sergeant, flashed a few complicated looks on his chubby face.

Huang Jinyu looked at the desolate scene in the field, and said bitterly: "Brother Li'er, I'm so sad, so sad, why am my qualifications so stupid, why is my cultivation so low, today you suddenly have a big change, but I can't even help a little bit, it's really useless." ”

It's just that Huang Jinyu, who was chattering, suddenly had a strange expression on his face, and whispered: "Brother Li'er, in fact, you should thank me, I have helped you a lot......

(End of chapter)