Ling Xiao's body was knocked to the ground, and his chest felt ache. He held his hand on the ground, frowned slightly. He thought to himself that this old woman was really unbearable. Even if she used the Immortal Emperor's Body to block the killing move, her chest still felt ache.
He stood up with a knife in his hand and stood up shakingly. His chest was painful, and his ribs stabbed the nerves due to broken pain. The black hairs overflowed from his shoulders. He coughed again, and the pain became even more intense. A warm breath rushed out of his body, and a mouthful of blood spread on the ground.
"Are you okay, Ling Xiao? Sit down and rest for a while, and leave it to me here." Zhu Siru asked hurriedly when he saw Ling Xiao's blood was already prominent with his eyes.
"Zhu Siru, be careful." Ling Xiao sat on the ground, closed his eyes, but his ears were all trying to search for the outside world and listen to the sound of the air flowing. At the same time, healed himself.
The old woman passed by and came to Zhu Siru. Zhu Siru did not dare to be careless. The sword edge turned and a ray of light flowed out of the sword. The sword slashed through the air, and a wind hit the cave, making a resounding sound, "You sinister good old woman, hold a sword in your hand."
Zhu Siru's voice was mixed with a bit of anger, and his body rotated quickly but could not dodge the old woman's attack. Her shoulder was seriously injured by a force, and the hilt of the sword trembled in his hand and almost slipped out of his hand. He thought to himself that this old woman had practiced such skills and she was not her opponent. She felt a little impatient, and with the injury on her shoulder, the strength of the sword was slightly insufficient than before.
"A little man dares to say such big words. He is really not afraid of being deleted. With just your three-legged skill, I really think I will be afraid of you." As he said that, the old woman's face was full of wrinkles, she laughed, her eyes full of contempt.
The child who was still not dry actually deducted the crazy words to her, and she must give them some colors. This girl was obviously at a disadvantage. The old woman's eyes floated over Ling Xiao's body, the corners of her lips slightly curled up, and she had a plan in her heart.
Ling Xiao was so painful that Zhu Siru's voice was filled with a bit of pain, and Zhu Siru's wind was obviously weaker. He had already competed with the old woman and knew that his wife had extraordinary skills. He didn't care about adjusting her internal injuries, so he opened his eyes and frowned slightly, "Zhu Siru, be careful."
A sword light cut off a force. The old woman wanted to give Zhu Siru a heavy blow, but unexpectedly, she was cut by Ling Xiao's knife. The old woman sneered, "You kid, you have some skills. If you hand over the treasure, you will naturally spare you. If you can't, don't blame me for being polite."
The moves are so rushing that it really doesn't seem to be trying to forgive others. One move and one move to the point of desperate situation, but then saying this is really ridiculous. Ling Xiao's body was painful when he moved, and he opened his mouth, his teeth were stained with blood, but his eyes emitted light, "Are you really treating us as children?"
"Sit down and heal your wounds quickly, I can hold on." Zhu Siru's sword dripped in a curve in the air, and a drop of sweat slid off his forehead, falling on it, and a hint of crimson was dyed in the sweat.
The old woman actually forced the blood in Zhu Siru's body into the sweat glands. Zhu Siru felt that it was a bit difficult to breathe. The old woman was too fast, which made her counterattack and retreat step by step.
Suddenly the old woman used another skill, but felt a sword light approaching behind her. When she turned, her body weakened a little.
"Zhu Siru, go quickly, leave here for me." Ling Xiao saw that Zhu Siru's sword light became more and more ethereal, his body was like paper, floating in the air, but it was light and weak, and knew that Zhu Siru had been attacked and had no way out, so he shouted hurriedly.
Because the old woman dodged away from Ling Xiao's attack, it also diverted the old woman's attention.
"I actually learned to attack, you guys." The old woman snorted a few times, the light in her eyes became more vicious, and a ray of hostility spread out on her face, and a layer of black smoke was shrouded on her face.
Although the old woman heard the sound of the knife, she did not expect that even if she was seriously injured, her knife speed would be so fast.
"Ling Xiao, don't say much. I will definitely not leave before you leave." Zhu Siru saw Ling Xiao lead the old woman away, and expected Ling Xiao's intention. She felt that her body was soft and this old woman was really difficult.
Seeing Zhu Siru insisting on refusing, Ling Xiao saw that the thick fog on the old woman's face became heavier and confused her cheeks, making it difficult to see the old woman's eyes: "You two bastards, don't even want to escape."
Zhu Siru's breathing was evenly enough, and he extended his sword to attack the old woman again. The sword carried a stream of air, which flowed wildly, as if the wind was gathering on the scene, and then slowly spread.
An old woman slapped her with a light palm and a force came. Zhu Siru's swordsmanship instantly collapsed, and the originally flowing air stopped.
Ling Xiao moved quickly and protected Zhu Siru, "You old lady, you are really cruel."
Zhu Siru held the sword, and because Ling Xiao stood in front of him, he could not use his skills. Seeing the old woman's tricks being vicious, he hurriedly said: "This old woman is more than just cruel and ruthless. How can I feel at ease to leave you alone by any means?"
In an instant, the ground shook violently, rolling up thick dust, and the stone dust slowly fell, and the stone walls bumped and grinded, like thunder struck the top of the mountain, making a deafening sound. The stone wall slowly moved, revealing a hole like a gap, and gradually became larger, and a powerful water curtain appeared in front of me. This time the water curtain seemed different from before.
Ling Xiao saw the clear light emitted from the water curtain. At this moment, it was the easiest time to escape. Ling Xiao tried hard to push Zhu Siru out of the water curtain. Time was tight, and the old woman floated to the water curtain like smoke and laughed: "Don't think of going out from here alive today."
Ling Xiao was about to exert force, but he found that he had just touched the air. He focused his attention to the water curtain just now, but he never thought that Zhu Siru had avoided it. Zhu Siru said fragilely, "You old lady, want to be arrogant? Everyone is so big, can anyone match you?"
As they spoke, the water curtain quickly disappeared, and the water traces on the ground rolled on the ground, wandering constantly. The two caves changed shape again.
Seeing that Zhu Siru had not left and fighting with this old woman, the chance of winning was really not great. Ling Xiao knew in his heart that he didn't want Zhu Siru to suffer in vain, but he never expected that this water curtain would disappear so quickly. His brows tightly condensed, and his eyes became heavy.
"Haha, God is really helping me. See how you can escape from my palms and quickly tell me the whereabouts of the treasure, otherwise this will be your burial place." The old woman's laughter was a little hoarse, as rough as tree bark, and the laughter echoed in the water, lingering...
"Don't be proud." Although Zhu Siru knew that the chance of winning was slim, he still wanted to give it a try. "Don't talk too early, and what if we die? Can you really get the treasure?"
Although the old woman was vicious, she knew why she was the purpose of this time and naturally would not let them die easily. However, she was seen through her mind. The old woman was a little angry and angry, and a chuckled in her lips, "Can I really not find me, the old woman, without you? Don't overestimate yourself."
The old woman was so angry that she was angry that she swelled up and rushed towards them. The air was lifted up, and a strong wind blew in a free manner.
Ling Xiao's black hair was so messy that Zhu Siru's hair was floating in the air. Ling Xiao saw that Zhu Siru had already raised his sword, picked up his sword and moved forward quickly, and said to Zhu Siru: "Let me leave it here for now."
Ling Xiao's eyes were concentrated in the old woman's hand, and the sword light flowed, and the two of them were floating back and forth like a faint shadow. Ling Xiao took advantage of the old woman's exercise, and the blade turned and quickly stabbed the old woman.
Because he was seriously injured and lacked knife strength, he attacked the old woman's abdomen. The old woman bent down slightly, her eyebrows were curled up, but she countered quickly, "Okay, okay, okay, don't blame me for showing mercy."
The pain in the abdomen spread throughout the body. Fortunately, he had the ability to protect his body. The old woman suffered too much internal injuries. The old woman could swallow this breath, and she snorted coldly, and the anger emanated from all over her body.
"Be careful, Ling Xiao." Seeing the old woman quickly using her internal force to attack Ling Xiao, Zhu Siru hurriedly reminded her quickly, but saw a light ball piercing through the air and flashing light flowers.
The old woman used a lot of skills this time. Ling Xiao turned his body and blocked it with a knife. The fireball left a mark on the knife. Because he couldn't bear it in his hands, he took two steps back, and a mouthful of blood rushed to his heart, overflowed from his mouth, and slid down his chin.
The old woman took the opportunity to attack again, and Zhu Siru hurriedly stretched out his long sword and stabbed him at the old woman. Because of the haste, she didn't care about sword skills. With her instinct, her body seemed to be integrated with the sword. Her whole body emitted a sword light, and her face was shining.
Ling Xiao saw a beam of light flashing past his side, so dazzling. Although Zhu Siru used such skills, fighting rashly would only hurt him. Ling Xiao quickly stretched out his knife and knocked off the sword in Zhu Siru's hand. "You rush forward like this, are you really desperate?"
After falling to the ground, Zhu Siru took a few steps back and his eyes turned from scattered to clear.
The old woman had already used her skills to attack again, as if she had sucked all the air into her hands. The strong wind blew again, Ling Xiao was not good, and she held the hilt of the knife in her hand to meet her.
"I also said that I wouldn't let the girl die. Isn't you just the only way to die if you are so rash?" The old woman's laughter lingered in the flash again, as if she could shatter the stones.
Ling Xiao raised his eyebrows, protected Zhu Siru behind him, and went up. He felt the shock of this power from afar. He felt the air rolling like a wave, and a fireball quickly penetrated the air from the old woman's palm, "Die."
The old woman's voice became a bit trembling due to the abnormal internal force, and her face seemed to be even more distorted.
"Then we have to see if you have that ability." Ling Xiao's blade turned and stabbed the air around him, and his body turned a curve, causing the old woman to snatch it.
The old woman laughed and instead attacked Zhu Siru, "Aren't you pity for the fragrance and jade? Then I want to see how you pity for the fragrance and jade."
Ling Xiao was watching the old woman attacking Zhu Siru, and his heart sank. If a man, even a woman, could not protect him, then would his practice be useful in this year be?
Zhu Siru had already picked up the sword and held it in his hand. He was thinking about how to deal with the sudden attack of the old woman, but Ling Xiao's figure swayed in front of her. Zhu Siru had no time to push it away, and only heard a broken sound in the air. The knife fell to the ground, and meticulous beads of sweat had already oozed out of Ling Xiao's forehead, "What are you doing, Ling Xiao?"
It turned out that the old woman's attack was quick this time, and a force suddenly hit Ling Xiao's arm, and his arm broke.
"I'm fine, Zhu Siru." Fine sweat beads of precipitated on Ling Xiao's forehead, the corners of his lips turned white, his brows frowned slightly, and he secretly mobilized his internal strength.