Xiao Meng's sword was so fast that there was no trace to be found. Cheng Gang was stunned for a moment, and a strange rainbow light appeared in the corner of his eyes. The air seemed to shake, and everything in front of him took on a faint pink. His pupils constricted to a point, and he leaned back violently, the cold blade brushing his face, the piercing murderous intent of the tip of the knife making his hair stand on end.

Cheng Gang's body fell to the ground on his back, and in his eyes, there was always only this strange soft sword. The crimson sword body slashed into the air, and then turned quickly like a spirit snake, cutting straight down, so fast that it wanted to turn into a hazy shadow.

Cheng Gang is exhausted, the center of gravity is unstable, and there is no way to avoid it. But the chains in his hands had popped out, with a sonorous trembling sound that stood in front of the soft sword. The red blade did not make contact with it, and changed direction again. The crimson shadow and the two chains violently interspersed together, but the two blades never touched. Cheng Gang finally stabilized his center of gravity, stood with his bow and stepped forward, and fought with Xiang Fengchao for more than ten moves in the moment when Lu Yuqing was a beat slower.

After Lu Yuqing joined the battle group, he immediately discovered that Xiao Meng was right, and Cheng Gang was really seriously injured. His strength was visibly weakened, and the chains he wielded were stretched thin by the pursuit of the two sharp swords. Is this still the arrogant and invincible beast just now?

Seven or eight miles away from here, Xiaozhu was on the road with Lao Xue and Lu Xiaoxiang.

Cheng Gang didn't keep up for a long time, and a trace of worry appeared on Lao Xue's face, and at the same time, he became more and more vigilant about his situation.

Even a man as powerful as Cheng Gang was retained, which shows how terrible the enemy who came this time was. If Cheng Gang didn't stop them all, the remaining fish that slipped through the net might be mortal natural enemies for Lao Xue.

Lao Xue didn't say a word, he followed closely behind Xiao Zhu, his ears trembled slightly, and he listened attentively to the movements around him. He looked back from time to time, for he was no longer so confident in his hearing after the appearance of the master disguised as a singer.

At this moment, surrounded by enemies and masters, even a blink of an eye's negligence may cause eternal regret.

Climbing a low mountain, the sound of water was faintly heard from the cave in front of me, and wisps of white mist were emitting wisps. Xiaozhu was about to walk in, Lao Xue's eyelids suddenly jumped, and he shouted, "Slow!"

Xiaozhu stopped, turned around, and looked at him silently.

Lao Xue had no time to be distracted by Xiaozhu. He heard an extremely small rustling sound in his ears, as if it was just a breeze blowing through the blades of grass, but the slightest discordant beat was infinitely magnified in his heart. At this time, even if the grass and trees are soldiers, they are not afraid of other people's jokes!

He looked at the bumpy path among the grass that fluctuated with the wind, and said coldly: "Since my friend is here, why don't you show up and see it?"

In the evening, the cold mountain wind blew, and a large area of barren grass crept down, and the distant scenery was unobstructed, but there was no figure in sight.

Lao Xue didn't relax his vigilance, he waved his hand at Xiaozhu: "You, go to the front and have a look!"

It's a good idea to drive the tiger and devour the wolf. Xiaozhu looked at the long sword around Lu Xiaoxiang's neck, even if he hated it so much, he was helpless, and walked forward along the mountain road step by step.

Just when she walked to Lao Xue's side, she suddenly heard a crisp bell sound, light and pleasant, only ringing three or five times, forming a peculiar rhythm, which made people involuntarily relax their spirits.

Xiaozhu felt that his hand holding the sword suddenly seemed to have no strength, and his body became soft, and he just wanted to fall asleep. She was shocked, bit the tip of her tongue violently, lifted her spirit through the sharp pain, and strode forward.

The sound of the bell calmed down, and a soft smile came from the mountain wind, like a lover's whisper, which surrounded the ears: "Hehehehe, it's really a nostalgic scene." Helpless little girl, are you as desperate as this night?"

At the end of the field of vision, where the blades of grass undulated, an emerald green figure slowly appeared. She walked along the mountain path, her long skirt was hidden in the wild grass, the setting sun cast a soft halo on her shoulders, and her face with a shy smile was delicate enough to be painted.

Such a pleasing girl, but it brings a life-threatening melody.

"Stop!" shouted Xiaozhu.

Xin Xian's figure did not freeze in the slightest. The mountain wind blew the hem of her skirt, and a faint dark fragrance wafted from it. She looked at Xiaozhu and sighed softly: "Poor girl, in order to save her friend's life, do ......you have to swing your sword at a stranger with your heart?

Her figure seemed to melt into the wind, and she came ten steps in front of Xiaozhu's body in a flash. At this time, the bell rang loudly, and the trembling sound of the ding dong became more and more crisp and loud, like a gentle wind blowing through the hills, accompanied by the rustling of sparse leaves, which was extremely comfortable and peaceful. Xiaozhu suddenly seemed to fall into a quiet space, as if he had cut all the fetters, and he just wanted to sleep with his eyes closed.

However, suddenly there was an extremely dangerous warning, and a cyan halo suddenly appeared in her eyes, and she suddenly broke away from that lazy feeling, her whole body muscles tensed, and the bamboo and wood sword in her hand stabbed out like lightning, passing through the green and misty ripples, and gently brushing against Xin Xian's wrist.

It was an instinctive counterattack, but it received an unexpected effect, and it was attacking the opponent's place where it must be saved. Xin Xian's eyelids jumped, and he hurriedly withdrew his wrist. If she slows down a little, her tendons will be broken.

After this, Xin Xian's attack rhythm was disrupted, on the other hand, Xiaozhu was unforgiving, and the bamboo and wood sword in his hand waved out a blue shadow, all of which were forced to Xin Xian's life, and more than 100,000 swords were stabbed out in the blink of an eye, threatening to take the life of this strange girl.

The bell sounded light, and only a series of chaotic ringing sounds. Xin Xian is like a swimming fish, flickering and moving in the cyan light curtain, with a soft posture, as if playing a beautiful dance, but it is actually extremely dangerous.

Lao Xue in the rear broke out in a cold sweat when he saw it.

It was only then that he realized Xiao Zhu's true strength, which was incomparably fast, so fast that he couldn't tell how many sword moves were contained in that cyan light curtain. He began to rejoice that he had been defeated during the day, and if it hadn't been for Cheng Gang coming in time, he would have become a ghost under this woman's sword by this time.

And Xin Xian's body style also dazzled him. He didn't know which was the afterimage and which was the real one, and he could only see a cyan halo and an emerald figure entangled, but he didn't know who had the upper hand.

She is known as the guardian of Ebony Town, and she should be able to outperform this woman in green clothes who doesn't know where to go. ’

Lao Xue wiped the sweat on his forehead, and deeply felt that his decision to let Xiaozhu deal with this strange woman was too wise!