Yang Zhao saw clearly, although this mysterious figure was injured, he seemed to really have some means, only to see him block and dodge on the left, as if he used a wonderful footwork, but he also easily dodged the blow of the black thorn.

Therefore, the black mangspur stabbed and missed, and rose again, and the clothes gestured around, but he didn't expect to split the rock wall behind this person in half, and the large pieces of submarine seamount stones were peeled off, and the momentum was very huge.

At this time, the muscles on the face of this mysterious figure were distorted to the point that they were all fierce and violent, but the black thorns were useless, and they were cut out in a series of seventeen or eight thorns, which was more like trying to cut this person to pieces in one go.

"Sister Dress, what's wrong with you?"

This round of one-piece attacks not only did not stab this mysterious figure to death, but instead forced Yun Luan to be unable to stand, and dodged again and again to avoid the aura turbulence caused by this round of fast stabs.

Yang Zhao finally couldn't help it, grabbed his hand, turned around and shouted at Yun Luan: "Get out of here quickly, otherwise we may not be able to leave!"

Being screamed by Yang Zhao like this, Yun Luan's reaction seemed to be clearer, but a miserable smile appeared on his face: "It's late, it's late, someone is coming!"

Yang Zhaofang was stunned for a moment, and then felt that a basin of ice water was poured down from the top of his head, and the entire spine was soaked in cold, cold to the bone marrow. Not to mention the Heavenly Outer King, I'm afraid that even the old man in black, and even the rest of the masters here, may be among them!

After Yun Luan laughed miserably, there was another wave of crazy fast swords.

Under this mentality, her attack was completely disorderly, just letting the sword qi rush and shatter countless rocks on the mountain walls and mountains under the sea.

Look at the situation. In less than twenty swords, Yun Luan can't kill this person, and he may wipe off his neck with his backhand!

The mysterious figure in the sword qi encirclement, even if his shoulder and back were hit hard, the more stable the sword momentum was, and it was clear that he was stubbornly waiting for help.

This also means that this person also has no ability to attack, but as long as Yang Zhao and them are dragged and waiting for backup to come, then Yang Zhao and they really can't leave.

Yang Zhao looked at this scene in a daze, and suddenly felt that his head was empty and his hands and feet were cold.

Precious time also flies away.

Although this mysterious figure has long been at the end of the crossbow. But the sword qi was still strong. Even Yang Zhao, who was in turmoil at the moment, could see that as long as this person firmly guarded his formation, then Yun Luan would have no chance to make a move.

Sure enough, this person didn't care how Yun Luan attacked. But he just pursed his lips. Protect yourself like an impregnable wall. still looked at Yang Zhao and the three of them coldly.

"When there is continuous judgment, you will suffer from it! Are you still greedy and insufficient?"

Extremely familiar words suddenly flowed into Yun Luan's ears. Yun Luan and Yang Zhao's bodies stiffened, but Yun Luan endured it and didn't look back.

This is the jumpsuit opening.

She didn't come to support Yun Luan, but like a ghost, she whispered in Yang Zhao's ear.

It's also strange that when this voice sounded, Yang Zhao's flustered mood suddenly calmed down a lot, and Yun Luan and the black shadow not far away seemed to be far away, allowing him to think about the meaning of the dress relatively calmly.

"Am I greedy?" Yun Luan said angrily as he attacked wildly.

"The scorpion insect almost has the benefits of the world, but it is unwilling to give up a little bit before it is crushed to death. You always rack your brains, you can't take all the benefits in your arms, but don't forget, manpower is sometimes poor, even if it's like Hongjun Ancestor, can't you protect the Dao sect under your sect?"

The speed of her speech is also extremely fast, this large paragraph is just a dozen words that she usually says, and she finishes it, it is rare for her to bite the words clearly, so that Yun Luan and Yang Zhao can hear it well.

And such words also made Yang Zhao understand that time was pressing, and they had no choice.

Yun Luan also understood, gritted his teeth, stepped back, forced himself to never think about the future again, and moved his gaze to the people who were about to arrive outside the heavens.

At this time, although the mysterious figure in front of her was on the verge of collapse and could fall down at any time, seeing him like this, Yun Luan suddenly realized something in his mind.

This guy is obviously a master of the Mahayana realm, but he can't exert even half of his strength at the moment, isn't this a typical example of being crushed by the weight in his heart?

It was clear that he had other options.

As soon as he thought of this, Yun Luan had an understanding in his heart.

She whispered, "Okay, I'll just listen to you." It's just that even if you want to escape for your life, you have to fight for your life, right?"

In this kind of matter, even if there is no relationship between the three of them, but after all, it is for their own lives, Lian Yi chuckled lightly, and did not respond, but took Yang Zhao's hand.

Yang Zhao was stunned, and also understood that this was the best time to leave.

The two took advantage of this emptiness, their bodies flashed, and they came behind Yun Luan in an instant.

Yun Luan's expression was also stunned, and she retreated, but the black shadow swordsman in front of her didn't react, he was still guarding his formation tightly, and at this moment, the other disciples here also came one after another.

Seeing this, Lianyi shouted in Yun Luan's ear: "Stay in the green mountains, don't worry about no firewood, let's go quickly!"

This is not half a creative rhetoric, it has a little effect, and the dress doesn't know, but when he was excited by this loud noise, the figure of the mysterious figure was shocked, and he obviously understood that Yang Zhao and the others were about to retreat, but there seemed to be no focus in his eyes, as if he had been addicted to his own defensive consciousness.

Seeing this, Yang Zhaohe Lianyi knew that this guy was blinded by Yun Luan's heart demon technique, and it was impossible to recover in a short period of time.

But so, just right!

Lianyi and Yun Luan glanced at each other, and with a quick mention, the figures of the three of them just pulled over the top of this person's head and flew faster.

And this mysterious person didn't expect Yang Zhao to play such a game at such a time, but he was just stunned, so he changed his qi, changed from defense to attack, and chased after him.

However, as his body moved, a miserable hiss suddenly sounded in his ears.

When he raised his eyes, he saw that there were a few more talented figures in front of him who seemed to have been thrown over, and I saw that these people were spurting blood, crashing back, and they were stuck on the line of his imperial sword, if he didn't retract his strength, he would definitely cut these people into two sections with one sword.

"Shameless!"

This person woke up violently in his heart, but he was helpless against Yang Zhao's hand, he violently withdrew his sword, his body stagnated, and then caught these people one by one.

He also kept an eye on it, and when his fingers touched these people, he revealed several true breaths, first controlling the meridians, and then inspecting the injuries in the bodies of these people.

Upon probing, he found that it was his fellow disciple, and his brow began to wrinkle. (To be continued......)