The person who spoke came abruptly, but Jian Chen did not move. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Because he was familiar with the voice of the person who spoke, it was Xiao Mohe.

How could Xiao Mo appear here, Ling Jianchen couldn't help but withdraw his gaze from Ling Wei's side, and looked at him with admiration.

It's a lot of effort, Xiao Mohe is also facing the siege of four poisonous corpses, this errand that made Jian Chen have a headache, and it was solved?

How was it solved?

Curious, Jian Chen was about to open his mouth to ask him, but saw Xiao Mohe's fingers suddenly stretched out to the center of his eyebrows, and he seemed to rub them in distress.

"Whew!"

There was a violent roar behind him, and he didn't have to look back to know what was coming.

"Senior Xiao, this ......"

Jian Chen was stunned, and his curiosity was immediately gone.

Xiao Mohe glanced at him helplessly, shrugged his shoulders, and said, "Look for him." ”

The direction of his finger was Ling Wei, whose sword light was like lightning.

Looking back, although the four poisonous corpses looked embarrassed all over their bodies, they were full of momentum, and they were roaring right now, and the four iron fists were about to hit.

There was a breeze blowing beside him, and when he turned his head, Xiao Mohe was no longer by his side.

In the two words of poisonous corpse, there is a poisonous word, for Xiao Mohe, the immortal of ten thousand medicines, the most fearless should be this word.

However, even Xiao Mohe didn't have anything to do with this poisonous corpse?

With a thought of surprise in his heart, Jian Chen didn't dare to slack off, and when the four poisonous corpses behind him swooped down, he also rose up and rushed behind Ling Wei with Xiao Mohe.

Instead...... Ling Wei, whose skills are much worse than Xiao Mohe, actually has a way not to be afraid of poisonous corpses?

When standing behind the ball of sword light that Ling Wei danced out, holding this thought, Jian Chen couldn't help but glance at Ling Wei's back a few more times.

Now it is closer, and the familiar meaning from before is even stronger.

Blood-red light, this is no stranger to Jian Chen, the blood-draining sword that was split into two parts by him, from the tip of the sword to the end of the sword, the entire sword body emitted this kind of light, and ......

And that bloody killing breath that can be devastating!

Although the blood-red light just now was only a flash, Jian Chen was confident that he didn't feel wrong, and now that he was closer, whether it was from Ling Wei or the air around him, there was still a faint killing aura remaining.

Another strong proof that he can be so sure of is Guan Ping.

Today's state is supernatural, Guan Ping, who has helped him twice in a row, is actually sitting on the ground at this moment, Qian Feng has already come out of his hand, and is now beating on the ground with the crazy movements of the five poisonous corpses.

And Guan Ping's face was sluggish.

This look Jian Chen had seen at the Ten Thousand Swords Alliance meeting, and when Meng Haoran's blood sword was unsheathed that day, there were not a few people like Guan Ping who were in this situation.

There are all kinds of signs that since Ling Wei's body, there is actually a bloody aura that is the same as the Bloody Sword!

This discovery made Jian Chen look at Ling Wei's gaze in disbelief.

Ling Wei, the person who claimed to be a disciple of the Qingcheng Sect, suddenly appeared beside him, what the hell ...... Who is it?

"Whew!"

It's just that right now, instead of catching Ling Wei and asking non-stop, the four poisonous corpses brought over by Xiao Mohe have already been persecuted.

These four poisonous corpses were just not affected by the blood-red light just now, so they rushed over, not like him (it) and his five companions, who were afraid of Ling Wei's sword light, but because of that roar, the bodies of the other five poisonous corpses shook, and the movements that became sluggish due to the influence of the blood light suddenly became a lot smoother.

Roar!

Gathered in one place, the blood mouth of the nine poisonous corpses was wide open, and suddenly there was a roar that broke through the sky, and the nine fists were connected into a fist shadow, like a flood in the sky, and suddenly the sword shadow of Ling Wei was angry!

Jian Chen's eyes froze, and he stopped wanting to help, his eyes completely ignoring the existence of the poisonous corpse, staring directly at Ling Wei and the long sword in his hand.

Nine corpses have arrived, and the power caused by the blood light just now has disappeared, so how will Ling Wei deal with it?

In order to resolve the current crisis, will it appear again?

Bang!

The nine fists came together, and the sword shadow that was almost brandished into a smooth mirror by Ling Wei was really like a mirror, shattered by the fists of the nine mountain-splitting stones.

Poof!

The color of blood appeared at this time, but not from Ling Wei's body, nor from his long sword, but from his mouth!

As the sword shadow shattered, Jian Chen saw Ling Wei's back immediately tremble wildly, and a stream of blood arrows as thick as an adult's arm rushed out of his mouth, squirting the nine fists that were like a broken bamboo into bloody fists.

Jian Chen was shocked, his whole mind was on whether Ling Wei would burst out with bloody and fierce qi, he never imagined that Ling Wei, who had suppressed five poisonous corpses with all his strength just now, would behave so vulnerable in the face of the blow of the nine fists, and it was too late to save it.

Fortunately, Xiao Mohe was closer to him, frowning at the moment, he reached out and pulled Ling Wei's back, dragging his trembling body backwards, and was flying in front of Jian Chen.

Jian Chen was also about to rush forward, when suddenly Ling Wei's body arrived, he didn't have time to think about it, he even thrust the Rainbow Sword into the ground, and went to catch it with both hands.

Who would have thought that Ling Wei's body didn't seem to fly fast, but in fact, the residual strength on his body was extremely fierce, Jian Chen took it, and suddenly felt that his hands were not on Ling Wei's body, but on a boulder weighing more than a thousand catties.

As soon as his hands touched Ling Wei's back, he was immediately swept aside, the middle door was exposed, and Ling Wei's entire body smashed into his arms.

As a result, the flying figures changed from one to two.

Boom!

After Xiao Mohe threw Ling Wei away, his arm circled and slapped again, and a wall of qi that was no smaller than Ling Wei's sword light just now suddenly appeared in the air.

Click!

One palm against nine fists, even with Xiao Mohe's strength to step into the realm of the grandmaster, it was only under the first touch that the wall of qi that came out of it shattered like an ice cube, and the nine fists were only slightly stunned, and they immediately slammed into his palm.

Fortunately, Xiao Mohe was also prepared, as soon as the qi wall was shattered, he took advantage of these negligible moments, his figure flashed slightly, and with the wind pressure on his fist, his body gently floated back and flew back a few feet.

In mid-air, he still had the strength to stagger, and Guan Ping, who was still sitting on the ground sluggishly, was also lifted by his collar, and his huge body was as light as nothing in Xiao Mohe's hands, and flew over with the figures of Jian Chen and Ling Wei who retreated.

Plop, plop!

The sound of two heavy objects falling to the ground in succession, how far Xiao Mohe retreated, how far Jian Chen and the three of them flew back, until when they landed, the fluttering Xiao Mohe was still standing next to them.

"I said what's the matter with you?"

The distance from the nine poisonous corpses had been stretched to five zhang because of this retreat, Xiao Mohe casually sent the five poisonous disciples who wanted to rush forward to pick up the cheap, and asked Ling Wei with a golden face.

Ling Wei was already out of breath and out of breath and intake in little at the moment, and he couldn't even blink an eye to respond to Xiao Mohe's question.

And Jian Chen, who was on him, just stayed on the long sword that Ling Wei was still holding.

After fighting hard with nine fists comparable to the powerhouses of the Li faction, although the sword shadow was shattered, the long sword in Ling Wei's hand was still as clear as water, and there was no trace of it that it should be.

This sword is so hard!

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Yesterday I had a bad headache one day, so much so that even eating two tablets of hash passed didn't work, and I stayed up until one o'clock in the morning and only coded two chapters, and there was one chapter missing, so I made it up this afternoon, sorry!