The flames were thick and the smoke was everywhere, the roasted air was blurred, and the strong smell of coke made people cough incessantly.

And in this fire, Wu Qing struggled to resist the opponent's red sword, and he felt that his chest seemed to be filled with flames, burning him out of breath, but the air that entered the lungs through the trachea was also scorching and unbearable, making people a little blurred, and even seeing the traces of the other party was extremely difficult.

"Hey, do you need my help?"

With a chuckle, he heard the little dragon girl's inquiry next to him, and he wanted to open his mouth to ask, but when he thought of the little dragon girl's appearance of only nine years old, he immediately vetoed: "No, I can solve this guy alone!" If such a young woman is allowed to save him, then what face will he have in the future to be mixed in the army?

"Don't forget that I saved your life. Is this attitude of yours the way you treat your life-saver?"

Frowning her brows and skimming the flames around her, the little dragon girl had already urged her heart to play ten thousand ways, forcing away the thick flame smoke and dust that spread over, and the blue background blue cloud shirt made by the Splendid Workshop on her body had not been stained with any ashes.

The delicate dust is unstained, and the green lotus is really a posthumous and independent delicate fairy.

"It's a battle here, can you do it like this?" Wu Qing couldn't laugh or cry.

After all, he is in the middle of a battle, but he can't be easily distracted, and the opponent's strength is only on the front line with himself, and it is possible to distinguish the winner in the slightest, how can he dare to let this little doll who is less than ten years old join the battle at this moment? As he was talking, Dongfang Lieyang rushed to his face and laughed wildly: "There is still a casual and elegant conversation in the battle? You kid, you are really too deceitful." The red sword in his hand turned into a fiery dragon, and with a roar, it was about to be enveloped in it and burned all of it.

The charred yellow trees and withered hay that had long been scorched by the fierce flames were all ignited by the sparks that came out of them, and they were completely turned into ashes with a single sound.

Wu Qing didn't dare to let this fire dragon get close, so he immediately retreated to avoid the edge, twisted the sword box behind him and shot out four daggers. The dagger was like a rainbow, and it immediately pierced through the crimson dragon and stabbed directly at the opponent's limbs. However, the Eastern Flame only waved the red sword in his hand lightly, and immediately melted the four daggers into molten iron, which had no effect at all, and then pounced again, and fought with Wu Qing.

"Hey, can you lend me a look?"

Looking at the scorching sun in the east with great interest, the little dragon girl was a little curious, wanting to see the mystery of this red sword

With her eyes, she naturally knew that the swordsmanship of this Eastern Flame was not good, barely a first-class level, at least compared to the swordsmanship of Wu Qing, which had already reached the pinnacle of skill, it was much worse. But the reason why he was able to suppress Wu Qing was because of the red sword in his hand, with a slight wave, it brought out a strong flame, and its temperature could not withstand even mortal iron, such a divine weapon was also extraordinary.

If it weren't for this red sword image, Wuqing's many mystical swords would never be able to be used, but I am afraid that the winner would have been decided here long ago.

"Where did you come from, bastard, give me death. ”

The Dongfang Lieyang felt that the girl next to him was really a bit of an eyesore, and immediately swung his sword to slash it away, although it was a casual blow, but he was confident that this blow was enough to turn the girl into a torch.

The little dragon girl was immediately annoyed, and with a wave of her hand, the strong wind gang spun out, directly blowing the flames that rolled up in the sky, and then she gently handed it out with her right hand, but her thumb and index finger were picking tricks, and she actually held the tip of the sword directly, and shouted: "Uncle, are you going to give this thing to me?" and then pulled it hard, and snatched the red sword whole, took it in his hand and observed it carefully.

"Ge Laozi, this little girl is weird!"

Dongfang Flame was startled for a moment, only to feel that his hands were empty. Before, he felt that the red sword in his hand had suddenly increased several times, so it was difficult to grasp it for a while, and he was easily snatched away by this little girl. Seeing Wu Qing next to him attacking with the momentum, he had to turn over and retreat to avoid the opponent's sword, and scolded: "I will definitely repay the revenge of the army today." "Lost the weapon, the other party has another strange little girl with inexplicable strength, in the face of this situation, Dongfang Lieyang can only escape for the time being.

"Cut! I just want to see it, and I don't want to pay it back. ”

With a wave of the red sword in her hand, the little dragon girl looked at the guy who was far away, and was speechless.

Just take it and take a look, and it's not that it doesn't change, why does the other party show such a sad and inexplicable expression? In this case, Xiaolongnu can only look up at the sky, pretending not to know!

Watching from the side, Wu Qing nun his mouth and wanted to say something, but considering the really bad character of the girl in front of him, he had no choice but to give up, and when he saw the battle scene of several people in the distance, he immediately thanked him and said: "This rescue, Wu Mou is difficult to repay." No matter what happens in the future, I should help you when the time comes. It's just that the other brothers are still fighting, and I need to go over and help them. ”

As he spoke, he had already started his light work and rushed in the direction of Jiang Li and Tie Xin.

In the face of the powerful Lie Wulin Answer, he didn't think that his two elder brothers would be able to confront this guy, if he delayed it for too long, he was afraid that he would still end up with a lose-lose scene like the last battle.

"Well, I'd like to see how powerful that Flame Ulin is that worthy of your life. ”

Xiao Longnu frowned slightly, thinking that among the ranking masters she had met, it was estimated that the only way to stabilize this person was Quanzhen Sect Qiu.

As for Sun Yingshi and Yang Lian Zhenjia, although they are also masters of the same level, they may not be able to match the Lie Wulin answer in terms of combat experience. If it is really a one-on-one duel, I am afraid that both of them will be picked by this person. In this way, it seems that the monk Wanyan Chen sent this person, but he also has some vision.

Trailing away, she also came to the battlefield.

Jiang Li saw that all the brothers had gathered, and thought of the scene where the four of them were almost killed when they visited the camp that day, and immediately felt comfortable, and scolded: "Lie Wulin replied, I respect you as a hero. Now is the time to surrender quickly, so as not to throw all your flesh and blood into the wilderness. ”

"Am I the only one left?"

Hehe smiled, Hu Lie Wulin replied and looked at everything around him, the soldiers under his command had already been wiped out by the Eight Formations, and the two brave generals who accompanied him did not know when they died, as for the so-called four murderers, they were even more dead, fleeing, and all of them did not know where to go, and Zhu Yan, the only one who was still here, was even more restrained by the other party, unable to move at all, and now this appearance is really at the end of the road for him.

It was only when he heard the words of persuasion that he couldn't help but look up to the sky and laugh: "Since ancient times, one minister does not serve the two masters, and I am a golden general, how can I surrender to you and other southern barbarians?