The whirlwind broke away from the sword and rushed towards the sandy area ahead. In an instant, the yellow sand in that area was rolled up at full speed, forming a tornado sandstorm tens of meters high in the air.

Even though Ye Wutian had worked very hard to drill underground, he was still swept up from the ground by the tornado.

The tornado sandstorm didn't last long before it gradually subsided. Yellow sand poured down from the sky like a heavy rain, and Ye Wutian was mixed in the yellow sand.

"Bang!" He landed hard, and soon the overwhelming yellow sand submerged him.

He was covered in bruises and fell into a coma. If the yellow sand hadn't weakened the power of the moves, he would have died by now.

"I will send you on your way now." Ning Kuan shouted loudly and swung his sword to strike at the pile of sand where Ye Wutian was. Xiao Hei rushed up in time and barely blocked Ning Kuan's sword.

"Senior brother!~"

Ye Wuqing exclaimed and strode to the sand pile, pushed aside the yellow sand, and dug Ye Wutian out from under the sand pile.

"Senior brother, wake up, senior brother!" Ye Wuwu cried and shook Ye Wutian's bloody body.

After shouting for a while, seeing that Ye Wutian didn't respond, Ye Qingqing raised his hand and counted several acupuncture points on Ye Wutian's body.

Ye Wutian coughed twice and woke up.

"Senior brother, you won't die. I will definitely save you." Ye Wuqing wiped away his tears and raised his hand to touch Ye Wutian.

Ye Wutian grabbed her hand and said with difficulty: "Let's go! Leave quickly, I'll be fine."

"No, senior brother, I will not abandon you. Even if I die, I will stay with you." Ye Wuqing kept shaking his head.

Ye Wutian was about to explain that he had immortality, but at this moment, Ning Kuan's roar sounded in front of him, "Go to hell!"

Ye Wutian's heart twitched and he yelled at the top of his lungs: "Go away!"

If he still had any strength at this moment, he would definitely push Ye Qingqing away with all his strength.

If time could go back half a day, he would definitely use that last Hongjun spiritual thought to kill Ning Kuan.

If he had a choice, he would rather sacrifice all his life in exchange for Ye Qingqing's life.

Just like when he watched his sister Yang Shuyao fall in front of him, at this moment, Ye Wutian's heart hurt like a knife. This was not only because Ning Kuan's sword penetrated his chest, but also because the sword passed through

Ye Wuqing's body.

Sad tears rolled down from the corners of his eyes, and his vision was blurred. He vaguely saw a smile on the corner of Ye Wuqing's mouth, and Ye Wuqing's voice could be heard in the distance in his ears.

"Senior brother, I can finally be with you forever..."

"No!" Ye Wutian yelled.

At this moment, Ning Kuan was shocked. He had clearly pierced his heart with his sword, but he was alive again. He was resurrected. Ning Kuan was astonished as if he had seen a monster.

The totem on Ye Wutian's body bloomed, and his scarred body was recovering at a terrifying speed. In just the blink of an eye, he had returned to his intact posture.

"Junior sister! Junior sister!" Ye Wutian quickly stood up and hugged Ye Wuwu. He immediately took out more than ten silver needles without thinking, inserted them into Ye Qingwu's body in one breath, and used the life-sustaining acupuncture technique.

But it was too late, Ye Wuqing was already dead.

"No, junior sister, you won't die. Senior brother will definitely save you. By the way, the Buddha's Light Relic." Ye Wutian hurriedly took out a Buddha's Light Relic and stuffed it into Ye Wuqing's mouth with trembling hands.

Seeing the Buddha's Light Relic that Ye Wutian took out, Ning Kuan's eyes lit up and he finally recovered from his panic.

"Impossible, this is impossible, I don't believe I can't kill you!" Ning Kuan roared and rushed towards Ye Wutian.

Xiao Hei immediately stepped in front of him.

Ye Wutian ignored Ning Kuan completely. He looked at Ye Qingqing in his arms with tears in his eyes, still heartbroken.

"You won't die, junior sister, if you hold on for a little longer, senior brother will soon refine the resurrection elixir, and senior brother will save you." Ye Wutian cried and shook Ye Qingqing's body.

Then, he thought of Ten Fragrant Resurrection Dew, and immediately took out a drop and fed it to Ye Qingqing and drank it.

However, no matter what he did, there was nothing he could do.

"Junior sister, you can't leave, wake up, don't you want to marry your senior brother? Senior brother promises you, senior brother will promise you anything." Ye Wutian cried weakly...

After a long time, he put down Ye Wuqing's body and turned to look at Ning Kuan, with red fireworks rising from his body.

"Ah!~"

With the roar, he rushed toward Ning Kuan like lightning, and the Death Scythe materialized in his hand.

Ning Kuan had seen Ye Wutian in this state before in the alchemy competition, so he was not too panicked and quickly raised his sword in front of him.

"Boom!~"

The death energy on the sickle collided violently with the water power on the long sword, and the sickle failed to break through Ning Kuan's long sword.

Because the aura of death in the past had been taken away by the poisonous dragon in the alchemy competition, and now it was only inspired by the death just now, and it was obviously not enough to compete with Ning Kuan.

But despite this, Ye Wutian still did not flinch at all. He kept waving the sickle in his hand and slashing at Ning Kuan. He had been blinded by anger, he had been dazzled by hatred, and now he only had one belief in his heart.

, that means killing the damn old man in front of you.

After blocking several waves of Ye Wutian's attacks, Ning Kuan seized the opportunity and used his moves to attack Ye Wutian, while Ye Wutian waved his sickle to attack without fear.

"Bang!~"

Under the heavy blow, the red flames on the sickle swayed violently, and half of Ye Wutian's body sank into the yellow sand.

Ning Kuan sheathed his sword and struck again, hitting the sickle with another blow.

"Bang!"

Ye Wutian's body sank further, leaving only two arms and a head.

Ning Kuan's third blow came at the same time, and with the roar, Ye Wutian was completely submerged into the sand.

Xiao Hei and Xiao Qi watched anxiously. Even if they wanted to step forward to help, they were powerless. All they could do was to swallow the spiritual crystals as quickly as possible to regain their strength.

"Boom!~"

The yellow sand shot out in all directions, and Ye Wutian rushed out from under the sand and rushed towards Ning Kuan.

Ning Kuan swung his long sword, stirring up a whirlwind of cold air and hitting Ye Wutian's chest.

"Bang!~"

The red flames on Ye Wutian's body were shaken away completely. He spurted out a mouthful of hot blood and flew backwards. He hit a sand dune in the distance hard and half of his body sank into the sand dune.

The red flames that were scattered in the air were quickly absorbed back into Ye Wutian's body.

Ye Wutian roared loudly, turned into a phantom, and continued to rush towards Ning Kuan.

"I want to see how many lives you have!" Ning Kuan poured a lot of vitality into the sword, and the sword exuded a chilling air. Immediately, he raised the sword and struck forward in the air, and the cold air on the sword rushed forward.

It shot out and turned into a cold sword shadow attacking Ye Wutian.

Ye Wutian raised his sickle and formed a shield in front of him.

The shadow of the sword came to his eyes in an instant and crashed into the shield.

"Bang!~"

Under the sound of impact, the shield was shattered in one encounter, and the remaining sword shadow continued to hit Ye Wutian's chest.

"bass!"

The red flames on Ye Wutian's body dissipated again, and a cold air penetrated his chest and came out from his back.

"Poof!~"

Ye Wutian's blood spurted out wildly, and his body flew backwards like a meteorite, hitting the sand dune again, and his whole body was submerged in it.

"Master!~"

Xiao Hei and Xiao Qi screamed and rushed towards the sand dune. As soon as they reached the sand dune, they heard a "boom" and Ye Wutian rushed out of the sand dune. He continued to pounce on Ning Kuan desperately, spreading a mist of blood along the way.

Ning Kuan snorted coldly and struck out a sword shadow again.

"Boom!~"

The red flames on Ye Wutian's body dissipated, and he fell onto the sand dune. Blood continued to overflow from the corners of his mouth, but tears dripped from the corners of his mouth.

Chi Yan returned to Ye Wutian's body and was no longer stimulated. Ye Wutian struggled to get up, but was unable to hold up this weak body.

"Suffer death!" Ning Kuan shouted sternly and charged towards him with his sword raised.

At the critical moment, Xiao Hei transformed again and stood in front of Ning Kuan, shouting to Xiao Qi: "I'll hold it back and take the owner away quickly!"

Without saying a word, Xiao Qi transformed, picked up Ye Wutian in his mouth, and ran towards the depths of the desert.

Ye Wutian struggled helplessly. He stared blankly at Ye Wuqing's retreating figure, shedding tears all the way.

Xiao Hei dragged Ning Kuan for a while, and its remaining strength could no longer support the transformed state, so he could only cancel the transformation and escape.

"Huh! Let's see where you can escape to." Ning Kuan snorted coldly, and immediately dodged and chased away.

The cold wind blew through, kicking up a piece of yellow sand, and Ye Qingqing's hair fluttered in the wind.

From the horizon, a figure rushed towards Ye Qingqing in the blink of an eye.

He is the white-haired old man.

As soon as the old man stopped, the black shadow emerged from his body.

Looking at Ye Qingqing's body on the ground, Heiying said with a dark smile: "It seems that I came a step too late. She is already dead. Otherwise, she can be a treat for me." He licked his lips again, looking hungry.
To be continued...