Martial Peak

The silver light flashed, and the three gods who had forced Yang Kai into desperation just now fell like wheat in the pool of blood, but they were killed without any resistance.

Yinguang's castration is unabated, and he wants to kill Qiu Yimeng and Luo Xiaoman.

At the critical moment of life and death, Qiu Yimeng's earrings worn with delicate ear lobes radiated a faint light, and the faint light rushed into her mind, instantly letting her wake up.

In the electric light flint, Qiu Yimeng quickly took out his ancient shield and blocked it in front.

With a jingle, Qiu Yimeng spit blood and flew out, and Yin Guang was finally stopped.

The woman's brow furrowed, her delicate body shivered, and her red and bright Yin lips were about to bleed. It seemed that she had moved Zhenyuan just now, making her more unbearable.

She didn't continue to shoot anymore. She hurriedly carried Yang Kai, who was tied up with ribbons, and walked away, unexpectedly.

"Xiaoman ... Come and help me!" Qiu Yimeng rolled back in real life, and his blood flowed back, unable to move at all. When Luo Xiaoman was still there, he shouted again.

"Oh ..." Luo Xiaoman stumbled.

"What's wrong with you?" Qiu Yimeng looked at her in doubt, as if she felt something was wrong.

"No ... nothing!" Luo Xiaoman replied in a hurry, hurried to Qiu Yimeng with a red face, and under her instructions, took a bottle of Elixir from her arms and poured a pill into her mouth. in.

Staring at the bodies of the three masters of Shenyou in front, Luo Xiaoman was afraid for a while.

After a long while, Qiu Yimeng took a long breath.

"Sister Qiu, who is that woman?" Luo Xiaoman sat on the ground holding his knees. He couldn't help the wind and asked with a lingering fear.

Qiu Yimeng slowly shook his head: "I don't know, but no matter who it is, this is a demon girl. Be careful next time you encounter it."

"Oh ..." Luo Xiaoman responded a little guilty.

In a simple sentence, a girl who is not familiar with personnel has become a complainant. Obviously, the woman has done some amazing Meigong. How can a woman who can practice Meigong get better?

It didn't take long for the dozen or so real surroundings scattered around to finally rush over, and they were also attracted when they heard the fighting from here.

Bai Yunfeng was among them. The boy had good luck. Not only did he not fall in the collapsed void tunnel, but also did not encounter the previous war, he was lucky to retrieve his life.

As soon as the two met, they understood each other's situation, and Qiu Yimeng's heart fell to the bottom of the valley.

There are fewer than ten people left on my side, and all three gods are killed!

"Look at what the place is, and then plan!" Qiu Yimeng calmly gave orders.

...

In the void, a red shadow passed by.

It was the woman who was extremely enchanted just now. Her strength was indeed very strong. Her flying speed was as fast as wind. Yang Kai was bound by her with a pink ribbon. She was carried on the hand.

Before leaving the tiger's den, he entered the wolf den again, Yang happy thought.

The woman didn't blink her eyelids when she killed those people. She didn't ask why she shot her directly. She was clearly not a good talker, but why did she take her away?

Yang Kai was puzzled.

Secretly urged Zhenyuan, but found that a true Yuan can't mention it, but only the consciousness can be used, but in front of such masters, how dare Yang Kai easily release his consciousness.

"Don't take any effort, hit my soul-blowing incense, you will only be weak, true yuan blocked, unless your strength is higher than me!" The woman's soft voice came from above.

"Blowing soul fragrance?" Yang Kai grinned, "Good name!"

"You don't know how to blow soul incense?" The woman was slightly surprised.

"I should know?" Yang Kai didn't answer the question, and then took a deep breath, depressing his tumbling blood: "Forget it, you don't want to talk to me first."

The woman had endured her hardship, and when she heard Yang Kai's arrogant and arrogant words, she couldn't help but giggled, and her beautiful eyes glanced down slightly, thinking that the kid didn't even know the name of the soul-blown Is n’t it a disciple of the Holy Land?

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