6 Mingshu groaned, took a few steps back, and blood was overflowing from the corner of his mouth.
But she was in a very happy mood.
With the sword just now, she calculated the direction and stabbed Zhou Yinru's arm, and the mysterious power condensed the thread and penetrated it straight into it!
Neng Ningyuan's secrets are not protected by the true energy, and they are very fragile. They are swept away by the blade condensed by her mysterious power and are almost shattered.
Zhou Yinru's arm is considered useless. Even if he is saved with spiritual medicine, he cannot get a sword. Maybe there is a magic pill that can recast the secrets, but that kind of treasure is worth it. Is Zhou Yinru worth it?
"My hand, my hand!" Zhou Yinru hugged her arm and cried bitterly.
Her injuries didn't look serious, but there was a blood hole on her arm, and the wound was only half an inch. This kind of injury seemed to be no different from a broken skin in the eyes of the warrior, but Zhou Yinru couldn't control her crying.
Ruixiang looked surprised and suspicious: "Miss!" She felt that the injury was not serious, but Zhou Yinru's performance was too exaggerated, and her tears and snot were all gone.
How could she know that Zhou Yin was so painful that she couldn't even speak. What she really hurt was not her skin, but her secret. The sword energy was poured into the meridians, crushing the secret, as if the flesh and blood were torn, and it was in pain.
"Medicine! Medicine! Hurry up! You waste!"
After being scolded by Zhou Yinru, Ruixiang hurriedly took out the pills and stuffed them into her mouth.
Zhou Yinru took the medicine and took a long time to relieve the pain. She looked at 6 Mingshu, with hatred in her eyes: "Kill, kill her!"
"Miss Second Miss?" The black-clad entourage hesitated a little.
"Why, my order doesn't work?" Zhou Yinru's expression was distorted. "Is it useful for my sister to come and say it? If you don't listen, get out!"
The black-clothed follower thought for a while and stepped forward.
He hesitated not only because Zhou Yinru's orders were irrational, but also because the situation was not very beneficial to him.
In the attack just now, he injured 6 Mingshu, but before, he was also injured by 6 Mingshu. Both sides were injured. Zhou Yinru saw that this was half-waste, and Ruixiang's strength was just better than nothing.
In the past three to one, our side won steadily, but now our side has lost a lot of strength, but the opponent has only lost a small loss. The balance of strength has been brought closer.
However, he had to refuse Zhou Yinru's orders.
The black entourage gathered a dark light in the palm of his palm. At first it was the most common light gold. As the mysterious power became stronger and stronger, the fluctuations became more and more intense, and the color gradually deepened. Finally, it turned into black!
The black-clothed follower shouted loudly, and the black black light shot out with the fist print and shot straight away.
After the attack just now, he didn't dare to underestimate 6 Mingshu anymore. From swordsmanship to mind, this girl was not like a backward disciple who had just merged. Even if she was a veteran, she was only at this level. Therefore, with this punch, she put all her strength without reservation!
The black fist seal was pressing like a mountain, and 6 Mingshu pulled up his sword and met him, and he was trying to compete with him for mysterious power.
The black-clothed follower was secretly happy and wanted to compete with him for mysterious power? That would be great! He has been in the fusion realm for six or seven years. The foundation of mysterious power is not comparable to a newcomer who has just entered the fusion? Moreover, his mysterious power is unique to ordinary people...
Wait, it's not right!
6 Mingshu smiled at him slightly, and the mysterious light from the long sword suddenly scattered everywhere, but it was not the light shield that broke, but the sword light divided, and the sword light was like a net, piercing straight towards it.
"Boom--" The mysterious light intersected, the rocks collapsed, and countless dust was raised.
When the dust dissipated, he saw 6 Mingshu falling against the tree, his face pale and his mouth was covered with blood.
"Hahaha!" Zhou Yinru laughed happily when she saw her miserable situation, "Little bastard, see if you die!"
"Miss!" Ruixiang looked at the distance not far away with her face.
The black-clad entourage stood there, as if nothing had happened, but blood quickly dyed the place where he stood red.
After a closer look, more than a dozen wounds were covered with blood.
He lowered his head and fell softly in his incredible gaze.
"Cough!" 6 Mingshu coughed out a mouthful of blood, but his face was filled with a smile.
She has the secret sword technique of Grandmaster Xiang, but she has just entered the fusion realm. She will fight against others for mysterious power if she is stupid!
"Do you still want my life?" She looked at Zhou Yinru provocatively, "Come on!"
Zhou Yinru trembled all over, half angry, half painful. After so much time, her arms were completely out of control, but she couldn't breathe.
"Rika!" she shouted, "kill her for me!"
"Miss..." Ruixiang was frightened. Her roots were not much stronger than Zhou Yinru. This fusion realm was equivalent to a reward. Even the master Zhou family specially brought to protect Zhou Yinru was destroyed by 6 Mingshu, she...
Zhou Yinru's gloomy voice came: "If she doesn't die, then you will die!"
Ruixiang gritted her teeth and waved her sword forward.
6 Mingshu wiped away the blood at the corner of his mouth and walked forward.
The two of them had a pair of sword moves, and Ruixiang breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, after the battle just now, her mysterious power was insufficient, and she could still deal with it with her sword moves alone.
As I was fighting, I felt something was wrong.
She handed out the sword, and the other party's sword was already on the way, as if she was waiting for her to bump into it from the beginning. She changed her moves and was blocked first. Again and again, again and again... it was not a coincidence at all!
Ruixiang became more and more afraid as she fought. She wanted to take the move, but she found that she could not help herself.
6 Mingshu's sword force not only continued, but even involved her. She wanted to fight back, but she wanted to withdraw, but she couldn't do it at all! It was a two-person battle, but it became a world of one person. She was a puppet who was holding the thread in the other party's hands. She would be retracted as soon as she wanted, and she would let go.
But Zhou Yinru couldn't see it at all, and was still shouting: "What are you doing with softness? I asked you to kill her, did you hear it?"
Ruixiang couldn't help but feel a little resentment. Can't the lady see that she could not make the decision long ago?
"Do you remember the first time we met?" 6 Mingshu's voice came.
Ruixiang suddenly raised her head. The two of them met with swords, and the distance was close, and 6 Mingshu's face was clearly reflected in her pupils, making her trance remember the day eight years ago.
6Qingyi. She remembered that name.
The mother and daughter have very similar facial features, which are the unique beauty and gracefulness of Dongyue women.
"You said my mother was humiliating herself, and said that my grandfather took advantage of others' danger, right?"
With a chilling voice, Ruixiang pulled back to reality.
The little girl from the countryside who was lazy even when they glanced at her was already grown up. This face that was extremely similar to 6 Qingyi was not as weak as her mother, but was cold and cold.
The other party's sword body turned, and she couldn't help but turn around, then a pain in her back, and a sword energy hit her.
"My mother is a village woman, can't I stand with you?"
Another sword energy hit her knees, and Ruixiang "pulled" down.
Chapter completed!