Zhao Xiong kicked a man's foot out, and Yinshen sneered: “A golden dan in the district is trying to self-destruct me. Seriously, I don't have the strength. Dragon's genius? Captain Kirin? Young genius? HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA! ”

After that, I didn't see Chu Tian Yu again.

His eyes caught shining straight into the rain, "Son, your beast, your beads, they're all mine! ”

The rain has not returned from the shock of Chu Tianyu being bombed through a hole.

Intense malice and killing have surfaced.

Without waiting for his reaction, Murong Xue suddenly turned and protected him in his arms.

With his own back, Zhao Xiong took a hard punch with the power of thunder.

Pff--!

Blood sprayed heavily around the rainy neck.

He stared sharply and his heart trembled.

The trance seemed to have a similar scene flashing in front of it.

Despair, madness, madness, bloodshed, yet he is powerless, weak and powerless.

“Why...” The rain made a hoarse almost shattered sound, “Why...”

Murong Xueyang's bloody pale face revealed an evil smile: "If it weren't for me... I would have left you... you wouldn't have been in such danger. The last thing I ever wanted in Murong Xue's life... was to owe someone..."

“Especially since I still owe it to my little... handsome... ah-!! ”

Murong Xue made a scream and the blood erupted once again.

But instead of spiritual power pouring behind her, forming a spiritual barrier to protect herself, she poured wildly into the cloud frost.

Let your cloud frost fly further with rain.

The rain stood up violently, shaking and wanting to rush out.

Instead, Murong Xue discovered that not only did he use the only remaining spiritual power to trigger the cloud frost, but he also set a spiritual barrier that prevented him from leaving the cloud frost.

“Murong Xue!! Chu Tianyu!! What are you doing? ”

Why do you want to protect me from you? Why?

The rain slammed the spiritual barrier wildly, making a bombarding air burst.

However, his spiritual power was exhausted when he summoned White the Beast, and he could no longer function.

Watching Zhao Xiong blocked three times and four times, he was finally angry and angry. A sword was cut off towards Murong Xue.

The rain was red at first sight, and it seemed like something hot was coming out of the body.

The cloud frost, which had already flown like an electric brake at the foot, seemed to sense some terrible force, trembling slightly and stopping.

At this moment, a jingotima-like music came from afar and nearby, whistling.

There is no one, no shadow, no magic treasure.

But there are tens of millions of swords in the air, wrapped in leaves flying flowers, flying towards Zhao Xiong.

Zhao Xiong was suddenly unable to defend himself, and his face was cut open.

Toxicity on the leaves penetrated into the body all of a sudden, slowing him down.

The killing of Murong Xue had to stop.

“Who?!!” Zhao Xiongli sipped and looked in the direction of the sword attack, "Get out! ”

In the sky, the rain falls, and you hear the sound of this violin, and you see the sword rain formed by this flower falling leaf.

If it is poured down by an ice water, the orbit is suddenly wet and hot.

“Six!!” He seemed like a child who was exhausted of grievances. Finally, he met someone who could support him. He pulled his voice and wanted to say something, but he could only swallow again and again. “Six sisters... Six sisters... Six sisters...”