Wu Yuan let out a crisp "um", her hands trembled, as if she hadn't come out of the shadows just now, but she still tried to raise the long sword in her hand and aim it at her beard. When the one-eyed dragon saw it, he couldn't help but feel envious, took out a light blue sword, pointed at Yan Xinghui and said, "The kid is good, he can actually be abducted to the head of the Wu family." But even if you have the ability again, if you meet Uncle and me today, your free days will come to an end. After speaking, his hands quickly sealed, and the imperial envoy attacked Yan Xinghui's face door with a flying sword.

Yan Xinghui hurriedly pushed Wu Yuan away, holding a shield in his left hand and a mid-grade sword in his right hand, waiting for him. Seeing the flying sword floating from the air, he hurriedly blocked it with a shield, and then slashed at the light blue sword with the sword in his right hand.

Seeing this, the one-eyed dragon didn't dare to touch it, and hurriedly recalled the flying sword: "Hmph, you really have a medium-grade magic sword, and you have actually been successfully refined." But you won't have to sè for long, and this sword will soon be mine. Hey. ”

Yan Xinghui has always scoffed at this kind of person, and said disdainfully: "Don't talk nonsense, if you have the ability, come and get it." ”

"I'll see how long you can last. After speaking, the one-eyed dragon was about to carefully take out something from the storage bag while making the flying sword, but unfortunately, the divine sense was not enough for two purposes, and due to the sudden slowdown of the flying sword, Yan Xinghui noticed it.

How could Yan Xinghui let him get his wish, he hurriedly lifted the flying sword in his hand, pinched the trick in his hand, and shot a water bomb spell, shooting at the vital part of the one-eyed dragon's chest.

The one-eyed dragon's eyes narrowed, and he had to give up the action and dodge seriously. I saw that he continued to attack Yan Xinghui with his flying sword, while his main body flashed to the right, leaving a small tornado in the original place.

Yan Xinghui missed the blow and was not discouraged, and was about to continue to perform the water bomb technique, when he caught a glimpse of the light blue flying sword flying towards his head. had to give up continuing the attack, and instead used the Drifting Rain footwork, which disappeared in place with a whoosh, and instantly appeared five meters away from the one-eyed dragon, and then quickly hit the one-eyed dragon's head with the medium-grade magic sword in his hand.

This action shocked the one-eyed dragon beyond measure, and the expression on his face was extremely wonderful. However, this was only a flash in the pan, and the one-eyed dragon could be regarded as a long-term battle, and instantly reacted from its anger, quickly fled from the place, and gained a foothold ten meters away.

Taking advantage of this gap, the one-eyed dragon did not hesitate to take out a talisman from the storage bag and hold it in his hand. raised the talisman in his hand and looked at Yan Xinghui, his eyes full of banter.

Yan Xinghui saw the thing in his hand and knew that this was the talisman that Yi Quande was talking about, and his face showed a cautious expression for the first time. The body retreated, holding the shield in front of his left hand, and with a quick pinch in his hand, he placed an earthen shield in front of him, and then picked up the magic weapon in his hand and prepared to meet the enemy.

The one-eyed dragon showed a slight look of chagrin in his eyes, regretting that he did not attack in time, so he lost the fighter, but was immediately replaced by a fierce color.

The two of them fought in full swing, while Wu Yuan and the bearded man watched the battle as if nothing happened, and no one moved.

The fierce color in the one-eyed dragon's eyes flashed, and he glanced at the beard next to him, and roared, "What are you waiting for? Hurry up and take down that **, come and help me." That's a good idea. ”

The beard let out a "sigh", took out a small red sword, and the remaining left hand was sealed, driving the flying sword to attack Wu Yuan.

Wu Yuan was not to be outdone, and drove the red flying sword to meet him.

Yan Xinghui looked at Wu Yuan a little crying and laughing, her movements were a little stiff, obviously lack of practice. But fortunately, the beard on the opposite side was injured and missing an arm.

The two seem to be able to tie as well.

Relieved, Yan Xinghui looked at the one-eyed dragon, and the one-eyed dragon happened to be looking at him as well.

The one-eyed dragon smiled siniestly, threw a low-grade fireball talisman towards Yan Xinghui's right flank, and then drove the flying sword to attack Yan Xinghui's left flank, blocking his path on both sides.

Yan Xinghui's face showed a cautious expression, looking at the talisman in his hand, now he didn't seek merit, he had to take defensive means to deal with it first.

Seeing the fireball talisman flying over, he hurriedly raised the shield in a gear, and the fireball talisman hit the shield, splashing out several sparks in the air, as brilliant as when fireworks burst, and these sparks almost splashed on Yan Xinghui's body.

Before he could take a breath, he saw the flying sword in the one-eyed dragon's hand float to his left like a red ghost. Yan Xinghui didn't dare to be careless, and took a step back to the right, which was able to avoid this blow.

Then he raised the royal blue magic sword in his right hand and slashed at the red magic sword. But he never thought that the little red sword was like a loach, dangling in the air, and in the blink of an eye, it returned to the one-eyed dragon's hand.

The one-eyed dragon was a little distressed, the talisman just now had no achievements and was wasted. He looked at the beard on the side, and saw that the beard and Wu Yuan were inseparable, and it seemed that he couldn't count on it.

The horizontal flesh on his face kept squirming, and then his face showed a resolute color, as if he had made up his mind. I saw him pinch his hands and release a fireball towards Yan Xinghui. Then, as if he was about to drive the flying sword, his gesture suddenly changed, and he threw the talisman in his hand over.

Suddenly, sparks and crystal water bombs flashed in the air, all of which roared and killed the generals.

After Yan Xinghui blocked his fireball with his shield, he saw a locust talisman flying in the air in his afterglow, and he immediately felt his scalp tingle. At this moment, it was too late to dodge, and instinctively flashed into the earth shield, which was not at ease, and then put the shield in front of him.

Then only a rumbling sound was heard, and the earth shield in front of Yan Xinghui was crushed like a tofu wall, and the small coffee-colored shield in his hand was also shattered beyond recognition by these talismans.

And Yan Xinghui was rushed out of the distance by this impact, but fortunately, he reacted quickly, and the running rain footwork unloaded part of the force. But it's not comfortable at the moment, the blood is surging, the chest is undulating, and then the mouth is sweet, and I can't help but spit out a mouthful of blood, holding the sword in my right hand and poking the ground, looking sluggish.

The one-eyed dragon was slightly disappointed to see that this blow didn't kill him, but he was relieved to see that his injuries seemed to be serious. Swaggering over, ready to harvest his life.

Wu Yuan saw that Yan Xinghui was injured, and she was anxious, and she suddenly became in a hurry. The already unskilled exorcism technique, under this panic, is becoming more and more undisciplined. I saw the flying sword she drove swaying in the air, like a drunken man.

And the bearded man seized this opportunity, strengthened the attack, and in the blink of an eye, he achieved a good result: Wu Yuan's lower abdomen was bitten by his flying sword, and blood flowed.

And the beard didn't seem to pity Xiang Xiang and cherish the jade, and stepped up the speed of the attack in his hand, Wu Yuan was even more flustered, and defeat was a matter of time.

The one-eyed dragon looked at the beard and nodded with satisfaction, looking like he was holding the chance to win, as if he saw the medium-grade magic sword and pill in front of him, just waiting for him to get it.

When Yan Xinghui walked over, there was no movement.

When he was only about five meters away from him, Yan Xinghui's eyes flashed with a touch of ruthlessness, and then with a quick seal of his hands, he released a winding technique and threw it at the one-eyed dragon.

At this moment, the two were too close to each other, and the one-eyed dragon wanted to dodge, but it was too late, and he only had time to raise his sword and slash forward, and his body was wrapped in a rice dumpling by the winding technique, and he couldn't move there.

Yan Xinghui wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and walked towards the one-eyed dragon.

The one-eyed dragon sighed in his heart, and hurriedly asked the bearded man for help: "Senior Brother Luo, come and save me." ”

As soon as the bearded man heard the cry for help, he turned his head, and when he saw the appearance in front of him, he hurriedly turned his flying sword and slashed at Yan Xinghui.

Yan Xinghui glanced at him contemptuously, and took out a small yellow sword to block it in front of him.

And Wu Yuan saw that the battle situation suddenly reversed, and the low feeling in his heart suddenly disappeared, and he turned to fight like chicken blood, regardless of the pain in his body, and drove the flying sword in his hand to attack the beard.

The beard was a little helpless, dodging left and right. Originally, it was a little reluctant to fight Wu Yuan alone, but now he wants to fight one and contain another, but at the moment he is overstretched and defeated. Helplessly, he could only drive the flying sword to try to deal with Wu Yuan.

And Yan Xinghui saw that Wu Yuan's reaction ability was not bad, so he threw a flying kiss and looked at the one-eyed dragon with a playful face.

The one-eyed dragon was in a hurry at the moment, and he frantically slashed the vines on his body with his flying sword. It's just that Yan Xinghui didn't give him much time, just as he continued to chop the vines, he saw a fireball flying towards him in the afterglow, he watched in a panic as the fireball got closer and closer, forcing in front of him, and then it was dark in front of him, and a heart-burning pain came from his head, which hurt his heart.

Immediately after that, Yan Xinghui walked over and made up for the sword, and the one-eyed dragon was completely silent.

Enduring the pain in his body, he bent down to pick up the one-eyed dragon's flying sword and storage bag and put it away, and looked at the beard.