Three, six, nine.

Until the dusty ground was covered with broken silver needles, Xingliang could not hurt Jialan at all.

She had known for a long time that she was no match for this woman at all.

However, Jia Lan gradually became serious in these waves of attack power, and couldn't help but look at Xinglian for a few more times.

But she is a girl of fifteen or sixteen years old, and she has such great ability. In this world, there are very few people who cannot take her life within ten moves, but there is only a mere sixth level in front of her. I didn't expect that she could last until now.

There was a deafening beast roar next to the ears, and the strength in the body was slowly losing.

Along the way here, no matter how good the Xinglian physical strength is, it will be just a mortal fetus, which will be tired and painful.

My fingers are slightly red due to the force of pinching the silver needle, and it is even difficult to get close to you, let alone use poison?

The sword light of Sifeng Jingyan flashed, cutting off one of the human and beast's palms, then raised his feet and kicked him three meters away, and immediately landed next to Xinglian.

"Qiao Xinglian, don't force yourself."

"Will I wait and see you fight against two? You can't do it..." Xing Lian raised his eyes, bent his lips, deliberately ignoring the dust falling from this mysterious suit.

It was originally spotless and always as handsome as an exiled immortal. It can be seen that the half-beast was indeed difficult to deal with.

"You still have time to chat, so don't worry. After death, you have companions on the road to the underworld, and there is time to express your heart." Jia Lan covered her lips and smiled, her eyebrows and eyes were proud, and in a blink of an eye, the sword in her sleeve flew out.

The air was carrying a rapid airflow and flew towards the two of them with Shuriken. Si Fengjingyan raised his eyes lightly, stood up his arms, and the snow-white sword blade blocked the attack of Shuriken.

The two fight together, and the Sulijian is like a drill bit, rotating with rapid energy, intending to pierce the white sword blade.

"Four Scenerys!"

"Qiao Xinglian, you seem to underestimate me." Si Feng Jingyan pulled his lips, his face turned cold, and an internal force surged out, immediately shaking the Xiulijian away.

The black sword light suddenly disappeared in the air, but in a blink of an eye, it returned to Jialan's hand.

She looked at Si Feng Jingyan in surprise, "Si Feng Jingyan, your strength seems to have improved again."

"It's more than enough to deal with you."

"Shadowless!"

Xing Lian looked up at the four scenery, unable to figure out the situation.

She could not see through Si Feng Jingyan's strength at all, and could only judge how big the outcome of this battle was based on some of the emotions.

Si Fengjingyan had a face squinting and his expression was as normal. Then, there must be no big problem.

Si Feng Jingyan had a squinting face and rigorous eyes, then things would be tricky.

But at this moment, his dark eyes were just cold, and his long hair was slightly undulating in this space surrounded by mysterious spiritual power, and his whole body exuded a smell of keeping people from thousands of miles away.

The next battle situation was the thrilling moment she had never seen guns and bullets in her life or even in her previous life.

The entire courtyard was like a bombed by several tanks in the fight between the two. The place where they passed was broken into pieces. The four scenery was as deep as water, and each sword was approaching the lifeline. Gradually, the woman named Jia Lan was a little overwhelmed, and even her face changed.

change?
Chapter completed!