That streak of blood quickly transformed into an extremely sharp dagger in mid-air, glowing with cold luster, and stabbed straight into Ye Xiyue's chest!
The cold breath almost cut her skin!
She clenched the Tianwen Sword with both hands and blocked it in front of her!
laugh!
An extremely clear crashing sound came!
The dagger hit the Tianwen Sword hard and then bounced away quickly!
The huge impact came and almost instantly made Ye Xiyue's hands numb!
Her chest shook and she spit out a mouthful of blood!
The old man clearly had his eyes closed, but he seemed to be able to "see" everything happening in front of him.
Although Ye Xiyue described herself as embarrassed, in the end she could barely withstand the blow.
This made a look of surprise appear on his face.
"Um?"
He originally thought that Ye Xiyue would not be able to withstand his frontal attack, but he did not expect...
Ye Xiyue reluctantly swallowed the blood surging in her throat.
Song Zheng's voice reached his ears with undisguised worry:
"Girl, how are you?"
He actually helped Ye Xiyue secretly just now, but she was still seriously injured.
If he is also at the peak of Lingzong, he will naturally have nothing to fear.
But the key point is that he practiced hard in Chifeng Mountain for a long time, but in the end he failed to officially break through the Ling Sect. At most, he could only cross the threshold with one foot.
Compared to the other party, it is still far behind.
Such a huge gap cannot be made up by some small thoughts and means.
At this time, the old man opposite seemed to understand something and sneered.
"I wonder what's going on. It turns out there is foreign aid..."
No wonder he is so courageous.
"However, hasn't anyone told you that the borrowed power is not your own after all?"
He spoke slowly and moved his fingers slightly.
The dagger flew towards Ye Xiyue again!
Tsk!
The dagger actually split into several pieces this time, and they all enveloped Ye Xiyue!
Ye Xiyue's heart tightened.
This dagger was transformed by the opponent's spiritual power. There is no distinction between real and fake. Each one contains extremely powerful attack power!
Any one falling on her will cause serious injuries!
She held the sword in both hands and began to desperately mobilize the spiritual power in her body to pour into it!
Buzz!
The sword sounds!
On the Tianwen Sword, the rainbow shines brightly!
Clang clang clang!
Ye Xiyue flipped her wrist, and the sword light flashed! Blocking all those daggers!
If everyone were here at this time, they would definitely be shocked by Ye Xiyue's extremely precise and fierce swordsmanship.
But after all, her level was much lower than that of the other party. Although Elder Song Zheng helped, she was still a little unable to do what she wanted.
In these collisions, her spiritual power was rapidly consumed, and her arms were already numb, and she was only supported by her last willpower.
The daggers in front were blocked, while those from behind continued to come overwhelmingly.
Ye Xiyue's figure has been almost completely obscured!
Emperor Shitian's eyes were cold, as if he had murderous intent.
He stood in the air, raised his hand to draw the bow, and the bow string was filled to full in an instant!
As if aware of this unusual aura, the old man tilted his head and "looked" this way.
Suddenly, his expression was shocked.
The realm of this boy in white clothes was clearly that of a Spirit King, but the aura surging around him inexplicably made him feel deeply fearful.
"you--"
laugh!
As soon as he finished speaking, Emperor Shaktian's arrow had already flown out!
The arrow arrives in an instant!
The old man finally opened his eyes suddenly at this moment!
