After wiping his face, Zhang Zhancai stood up groggily, and knew that this was not the moment to lose his mind and be dull, so he shook his head vigorously, and after feeling a little sober, he turned to look at the three people who were entangled together. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Gong Zhaoyu was close to Nangong Zhan, and the two sleeve clouds of Bi Yinyao echoed each other.

It was the first time Zhang Chuan saw Gong Zhaoyu go all out.

Her body is very light, and what attracts her attention is her pair of jade hands. The jade hand is crystal clear, no matter how you push and knock it, you can show it freely. Even if it's far away, it feels like it should be soft and warm.

I don't know if it's because of her cultivation of weird magic skills, or because she's different. It is obvious that her skin can be seen deceiving the frost and snow, faintly emitting a dream-like crystalline light.

Zhang Remnant felt more than once that Gong Zhaoyu should be the most beautiful woman in the world today, and in terms of appearance alone, she was even more above Qin Xingya, who haunted Zhang Remnant's soul. Because every time he sees Gong Zhaoyu, Zhang Yan can think of the most beautiful things in the world from her.

How nice it would be if she were an ordinary ordinary woman.

However, at the moment, there is no time for Zhang Xuan to have more time to sigh, because even with the assistance of Ba Yinyao's unexpected and unpredictable sleeve clouds, there is still no way to fight Nangong, and the two of them are slowly falling into disadvantage, and the situation is precarious.

The so-called old and immortal is also a thief, and Nangong Zhan's life is enduring, which is no accident. His martial arts are superb, and countless battles of life and death have made his experience in facing the enemy more spicy, which is by no means comparable to Zhang Yan and other juniors. To put it mildly, like the young generation of new stars who are rumored on the rivers and lakes, in his eyes, they are just a group of babbling hairy youths.

Just like just now, Zhang Remnant's phantom swordsmanship had a further understanding, which shocked Nangong Zhan's mind for a while, and it was even very likely that he would be defeated by Zhang Remnant's sword. However, Zhang Zhan now faintly felt that in fact, he was doing it on purpose, in order to be able to deceive Gong Zhaoyu, who was the biggest threat hidden in the dark, to make a move.

Open guns are easy to dodge, but hidden arrows are difficult to prevent, not to mention that hiding in the dark is Gong Zhaoyu, one of the twin heroes of the Demon Gate.

He put himself in an extremely dangerous situation, but he succeeded in avoiding worries. When all three of them were exposed to the sky, they were no longer a threat. So he saw the stitches and focused on Zhang Yan's weakest point, and easily turned the tide of the battle.

Just like the more people have more mouths and more stools, the more chaotic they are, Zhang Yan understands that if he is in a hurry to play at this moment, he will be used by Nangong Zhan just now. It was because he just slowly walked to the venue of the fierce battle between the three people, step by step, steadily.

Ten steps away, Zhang Zhan's long sword stretched out horizontally, and he didn't stimulate his own internal force, but just used the cold edge of the long sword itself to guide the palace battle.

However, due to Leng Feng, Nangong Zhan's figure had just slowed down, but Zhang Zhan was shocked to notice that the bottle of true dragon blood in his clothes had risen a trace of temperature at this critical moment.

At the same time, the three people who were fighting stopped together, and the finished glyph stood up, becoming a horn. However, they all cast their eyes on Zhang Yan.

Zhang Yan hadn't enjoyed this gaze for a long time, when he suddenly felt that the ground under his feet suddenly became as soft as quicksand, and his soul flew away, and he turned over and moved away from the position he had just stood on. The next moment, only a "whirring" sound was heard, and a strong wind struck Zhang Yan.

The wind came so fast, so violent, that in the blink of an eye, Zhang Yan knew that he had caught up and grabbed the back of his heart.

If it passes through the heart, it can also catch the blood of the true dragon on Zhang Xuan's chest.

Zhang Yan didn't even have time to look at it, he lowered his head and turned around with a sword.

With a "dang bang", the long sword slashed at the black shadow, and after breaking off the coat, it touched the entity, but it was like slashing on steel, and sparks flew everywhere.

The black shadow swung one arm, and the long sword let out another sharp sound that made people want to grind their teeth, and it broke in two.

Then the black shadow stretched out his withered and jet-black hand, with nails like eagle hooks, and grabbed at the door of the stump.

Zhang Yan didn't have time to react at all, the sharp nails like eagle claws were already clearly visible, and he could even see the palm prints on the palm of his hand.

The next moment, Zhang Yan only felt that his waist was tight, and he involuntarily flew backwards.

That claw slashed in front of Zhang Yan's eyes, so close that Zhang Yan could clearly feel that the palm contained endless coldness and yin evil.

Flying three feet away, Zhang Yan knew that he was pulled back in time by Ba Yinyao's sleeve cloud.

Before Zhang Yan could say thank you, Bi Yinyao was shocked: "Run, no one can kill it!"

And before he finished saying this, Ba Yinyao was already flying a hundred steps away.

The black shadow didn't allow people to think at all, and it crossed two feet in one step, and it came towards Zhang Yan like a ghost.

Zhang was unarmed, and he was out of order for a while, and in a hurry, he pulled it casually, and regarded it as Gong Zhaoyu's sleeve.

Zhang Yan looked at Gong Zhaoyu's happy face, and said in a lost voice: "Help me." ”

Gong Zhaoyu said with a smile: "Zhaoyu can't beat it, Brother Zhang asks for more blessings!"

After finishing speaking, the delicate fingers that shone faintly pierced into Zhang's eyes.

Zhang Chuan subconsciously stepped back and let go of the hand holding Gong Zhaoyu's sleeve, Gong Zhaoyu saw this, and said happily: "This is good." ”

made a flying kiss, Gong Zhaoyu said happily: "Zhaoyu will be able to read Brother Zhang's good in this life." ”

After finishing speaking, he was also like a butterfly, leaving Zhang Chuan with a miserable back.

However, Zhang Yan didn't even have any resentment at the moment, and as soon as he turned his head, the black shadow just jumped in front of him, and his claws came out of his heart.

"Get out of here!"

With an angry shout, Nangong Zhan kicked Zhang Yan away.

Zhang Zanfei was in mid-air, still not forgetting to say gratefully: "How good it would be for you to kick me to the ends of the earth......

"Bang" to the ground, Zhang Yan only felt that his buttocks had fallen into flowers, he hurriedly got up, and was fleeing in a panic, but he saw the black shadow stopped, facing Nangong Zhan, motionless.

Zhang Yan forgot to be afraid at this time, and just looked at the dim moonlight, a gray-haired, dying old man, facing a walking corpse.

It was only then that Zhang Yan saw the black shadow clearly.

It wears a ghost-headed mask, and its fangs are exposed, making it look hideous and terrifying. However, after a closer look, Zhang Yan felt that the figure of this black shadow seemed familiar.

Zhang Zhan was sure that he had definitely seen the posture of this walking corpse when it was alive, but he should not have had much contact, so he couldn't remember who "it" was for a while.

At this time, Nangong Zhan slowly turned his head and glanced at Zhang Yan.

In Nangong Zhan's dry eyes, there was no concealment of gray and endless sadness.