Those ferocious-looking flying fish with black scales all over their bodies are like snow under the sun.
Melts instantly.
The fish carcasses turned into blood jade all over the sky, scattering like clatter.
All of it was sprinkled on the two young men who were enveloped in it and were stunned at the moment.
A sword.
Kill evil spirits.
The scene fell into a brief silence at first.
Immediately afterwards, people from the Xuanyuan family rushed forward crazily and pulled the two scared warriors back from the edge of the pool.
After checking again, the two people did not suffer any injuries except for their expressions being a little dull.
All eight Xuanyuan tribe members walked up to Song Yingyu.
"Thump thump."
They all knelt down.
He said in a deep voice: "Thank you, Miss Song, for your life-saving grace!"
Song Yingyu!
Song Yingyu stood on the spot in white clothes, slowly put the long sword into the scabbard, and said with a cold expression: "It's okay, let your people pay more attention next time."
Song Buyu also stepped forward in two steps, helped the leader of the Xuanyuan family who was kneeling in front of him, and helped him up: "Mr. Mu, you are already your age and older than me, so don't kneel down to hurt Yingyu."
Xuanyuan Mu stood up from the ground with excitement on his face.
He is now more and more grateful for the decision he made deep in the fog.
Take refuge in Lu Fan.
Although the allies around Lu Fan were not many in number, their strength was not that terrifying.
But compared to the people from the Martial Alliance and the ten major families, they are completely opposite.
Since they join forces, they must help each other.
In the situation just now, if the people next to him were from the top ten families and the Martial Alliance, they would definitely die without saving him.
They wish they could exhaust the Xuanyuan family's power in Ziyue Valley so that they could save themselves the trouble.
