Xiao Baiyu's body is collapsing!

The powerful swordsmanship was far beyond the limit of what his physical body could bear, and the sword light storm swept in, and the true puppet of the Peng Dao people didn't seem to deliberately dodge, and directly confronted Xiao Baiyu.

The silver sword light exploded, and one after another sword light made a crisp sound like broken porcelain, but the boundless sword light still came towards the real puppet one after another, and the guardian spirit power supported by the real puppet in advance became more and more dim under the wear and tear of the sword light, as if it would collapse at any time.

Xiao Baiyu's body was already twisted, like a towel that was about to be wrung out, blood seeped out of the pores, wetting his clothes, the whole person looked as if he had fallen into a red dye vat, his skin and flesh gradually began to loosen, as if it was about to be peeled off from the bones, and the sound of "clucking and clacking" kept coming from the body, which was the sound of bones breaking.

"Boy, how long can you hold out?"

The proud voice of the Pengdao people lingered in Xiao Baiyu's ears like a nightmare, and continued to disintegrate Xiao Baiyu's will.

Xiao Baiyu didn't dare to open his mouth to refute, he was afraid that a mouth full of blood would gush out of his mouth, he wanted to save even a breath of strength, in the case of the continuous collapse of his body, he could only try his best to maintain the internal organ injury and maybe still have a glimmer of life.

"He won't last long, how long can your real puppet last?"

Xiao Baiyu was silent, although the butterfly fairy was also embarrassed now, she still had the skill to speak.

Although the true puppet of the Turtle Dao people restrained the Blood Transformation Divine Needle in her hand, the Shentong methods of the same Turtle Dao people were also lacking compared to the two real puppets of Peng and Jiao, although the butterfly fairy could not break the guardian magic power of the real puppet of the turtle Dao people, and the real puppet of the turtle Dao people was also helpless to be a butterfly fairy with a body shape that was like a ghost.

Fortunately, there is also a Jiaodao man with a broken arm sweeping the formation on the side, although the Jiaodao people's true body puppet at this time has successively gone through the battle with Longhuai Ancestor and Lu Ping, and its own magic spells have lost a lot, and its strength has declined even more, but after joining forces with the true body puppet of the turtle Dao people, he still beat the butterfly fairy in all directions, and never dared to fight the two head-on.

"Presumptuous!"

Peng Daoren suddenly shouted, and the butterfly fairy felt as if his head had suddenly been hit by a sledgehammer, and his mind suddenly became a mess, and he didn't know what had happened.

With a flash of inspiration, the butterfly fairy suddenly felt a tingling in her heart, and suddenly realized that this was the time of life and death, and she didn't know why.

From the time the Butterfly Fairy was secretly calculated by the Peng Dao people's divine thoughts to the time she suddenly came to her senses, but in an instant, the Jiao Dao people with broken arms had already taken the opportunity to sneak attack, and the protective magic power laid by the butterfly fairy had already been cracked before it was silent, and a long sword of essence condensation had been handed to the three feet in front of her.

The butterfly fairy's expression changed greatly, and when she was dying and dying, she saw her arms suddenly close, and two snow-white long sleeves floated out, like countless white butterflies casting a wall in front of her.

The sword momentum of the real body puppet of the Jiaodao people remained unchanged, the white butterfly wall was shattered in an instant, and the snow-white long sleeves were twisted into snowflakes by the sword momentum and fluttered around, while the butterfly fairy who was originally behind the butterfly wall had disappeared.

Dodging the sword that the Jiaodao Man's true body puppet was bound to get, before the butterfly fairy could relax slightly, a sting pain that was several times more painful than before appeared on his heart again.

The butterfly fairy looked at it in shock, and saw that the turtle Dao man's true body puppet was also the moment the Jiaodao man's real body puppet attacked and killed, and the magic needle flew out with one palm, and the blood transformation divine needle that absorbed the relics of the cicada Dao man and the power of the blood god needle did not know when, the thick blood-colored mist that filled the surroundings was only a faint cloud.

The butterfly fairy's mind flashed in his mind after the loud shout of the Peng Dao people before, and the tingle that woke him up in his heart was thought to be the moment when the Divine Needle Protector made the Blood-Turning Divine Needle itself lose a lot of spirituality, and gave the Turtle Dao Man's real body puppet an opportunity to take advantage of.

The butterfly fairy who had figured it out didn't have time to recall the divine needle, and the real puppet of the turtle man had already rumbled towards her with a turtle shield.

The butterfly fairy's face changed miserably, and she secretly said that she was afraid that she would not be able to escape this time.

Despite this, she still tried her best to support her talisman powers, and did not dare to give up the slightest chance of survival.

In the midst of the loud bang, the butterfly fairy felt that she had been hit by a huge mountain, and when she was dazed, she suddenly realized that her body did not suffer the fatal injuries she imagined, at least much lighter than she imagined.

The butterfly fairy tried her best to cheer up, and the true yuan in her body couldn't help for a while because of the heavy blow, but she still gradually controlled the body that was being thrown, and barely raised her head, just in time to see the Dragon Huai Ancestor wielding the Nine-Leaf Spirit Tree to suppress the Jiaodao Man's true body puppet, while the Turtle Dao Man's true body puppet on the other side collided with the true spirit transformed by Xiang Lao Zu, and the mountains shook for a while.

At the moment of life and death, it turned out that it was Long Huai Ancestor and Xiang Ancestor who arrived, so that the butterfly fairy was not fatally injured.

At this time, the butterfly fairy had already gathered the true element that had been knocked away in his body, offsetting the huge force of being knocked away, and his mind sensed the whole body, and only then did he find that he had only been slightly injured in his internal organs, which was not very serious, at least the combat power was still seven or eighty percent, and he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

In the distance, there was a roar of Peng Dao's popularity, and it was obvious that the timely arrival of Long Huai Ancestor and the others made Peng Dao people's attempt to kill the Butterfly Fairy and Xiao Baiyu in advance fail.

Thinking of Xiao Baiyu, the butterfly fairy was shocked, and when she turned around to look in the direction of the previous battle between Xiao Baiyu and the real puppet of the Peng Dao people, she saw Xiao Baiyu covered in blood suspended in the void hundreds of zhang away, and from a distance, her body was distorted, like a ghost, and she didn't know life and death.

The butterfly fairy sighed in her heart, at this time both sides had reached the point of life and death, but if there was a point of combat power, she should cherish it, although Xiao Baiyu's cultivation was not as good as her, but as a sword cultivator, Xiao Baiyu's strength was still extremely strong, if Xiao Baiyu fell, his own grasp would undoubtedly be a few points less.

A series of bursts exploded like firecrackers, and the butterfly fairy was frightened, only to find that in the void behind Xiao Baiyu, a sword light bloomed like a lotus, and in the haze, the two figures chased each other in the void in the sword light, and the chased figure wolf ran suddenly, like a headless fly, it was the real puppet of the Pengdao people.