Looking at Fei Yuiro beside her, the woman seemed surprisingly firm. She had been fighting fiercely for a long time, and her purple hair had already been wet, but the expression on her face had never changed.
Lan Ying didn't know if the other party had no means of escape, or if he was so strong in character, and was not afraid of death.
He wanted to ask the other party to escape with the opportunity, but after looking at it, he still couldn't say it out.
Maybe if you say it, what you get is not gratitude, only contempt and disdain, and you will be even more looked down upon from now on!
Lan Ying never thinks he is a coward. It is not wrong for a person to live. As long as he thinks that the other party may look contemptuous, he doesn't have the courage to say it!
Lan Ying was thinking that there, Fei Xuezhi had already joined forces with Jian Chen, and several young warriors from the Northern Region stabbed two swords deeply into the chest of a four-hoofed half-human demon, and burst out.
The sword energy broke out two big holes!
With such severe injuries, no matter how powerful the Ren Demon Clan's physical body and self-healing ability is, he may not be able to survive.
A cheer erupted among the young peers in the Northern Region. It was a demon who they jointly killed, although they had already paid several lives.
The seriously injured demon race staggered, and the raised battle axe wanted to continue fighting, but more figures flew out, and more sharp blades broke through its defense and stabbed it deeply into its body without any relaxation.
!
The huge body of the demon clan was shaking, with more than a dozen weapons and figures hanging on it. It seemed that he had completely lost his ability to resist and was just waiting for his life!
At this time, the blue shadow outside noticed something was wrong. The demonic energy on the dying demon clan was circulating rapidly at a very abnormal speed, as if gathering towards a certain direction in the body.
"not good!"
A thought flashed through Lan Ying's mind. He remembered the demon materials he had read before, and knew that once these violent races were forced into desperate situations, they often had their last move, and died with the enemy, which was to explode.
!
The near-death demon in front of him is a sign of self-destruction. Once it is exploded, not to mention the dozen figures hanging on it, even if they don’t have any scum left, even if they are around, there are probably not many.
Survived!
Lan Ying realized that he had the chance to escape, but for some reason he suddenly jumped high and penetrated the demon's head with a sword.
If he made the wrong judgment of that sword, he would take his own life. Even Lan Ying didn't know why he made such a choice. He almost didn't think about it and just did it. The battlefield would not be given to him.
How much time does it take to think.
He wanted to escape, but he didn't want to die, but he just didn't like being looked down upon. He didn't want to think back many years later, when he recalled this scene, he was the only one who could survive.
Lan Ying stabbed in with a sword, riding on the head of the giant beast. The sword in her hand pressed down desperately, making a roar. Her handsome face was a little distorted and deformed regardless of her image.
At this moment, he was no longer the elegant young man from Wanhua City, but a swordsman who was fighting for a real life and death!
Finally, Lan Ying's sword became the last straw to crush the giant beast to death. Its huge body fell down and could no longer move. The rapidly flowing demonic energy on its body also came to an abrupt end!
Lan Ying got up from the dust. He knew that he must be very ugly now. The brains and fishy demon blood splashed out by the demon clan sprayed him all over, and then stained with dust on his body. How embarrassed it would be.
How embarrassed it is!
"I didn't expect you to be more careful. The judgment was so accurate that I thought it was about to explode!"
Holding the sword, Lan Ying, who had just gotten up, saw a smiling face. In Lan Ying's impression, it was the first time that this purple-haired girl smiled at him.
There are countless women in the world who have smiled at him, but none of them can be as rare and sincere as her!
That kind of appreciation is not because of his life experience, his appearance, his talents, and a mouth that is used to sweet words, but because of what he does.
Lan Ying was stunned at first, and then smiled the same way.
"Of course, no matter where you are, I have always been the protagonist! Is this considered that I saved your life?"
He raised his head and said, not forgetting to take the opportunity to get closer!
"Save us, save yourself!"
At this time, Jian Chen walked over from the side, heard the two of them talking, and looked into the distance and said.
"If we lose tonight, I'm afraid everyone will die! The saints will not be spared!"
As they said that, the three of them turned their heads together, and their brows frowned again on their faces that had just relaxed!
At any time, the human race's strong men gradually fell at a disadvantage in the top competition between the two sides, and the situation on the battlefield is becoming increasingly unoptimistic.
Fei Xueguo and the others knew that although they worked together to kill a demon clan, and the number of human races was much higher than that of the Netherworld Demon clan, the top powerhouses on both sides were the ones who really decided the success or failure of this battle!
Once the demon leaders can be liberated from the restraint of the human saints, it will be a devastating blow to others.
"Bang!"
During the fierce battle, the saint from Fukun Mountain broke a huge rock, and the man was buried, and rushed out quickly, sacrificing his sword, rolling up a sharp blade storm, and colliding with the chasing opponent again.
To be honest, the opponent in front of him was not very good at fighting skills. The Saint's sword had already left hundreds of wounds on the monster, but the other party seemed to be unaware of it, and it would only become more and more violent. Even the Saint
He has never encountered such an opponent, and he feels it is getting more and more difficult.
A giant axe suppressed the Saint's sword like a mountain. The two sides fought with each other. The Saint knew that it was not his advantage or expertise, but he was now a little unable to get rid of the other party's clamp!
This demon seems to be clumsy in action, but it is not. After a long battle, the other party has gradually mastered the way to defeat him, but the saint is at a loss.
"Master!"
Seeing that the saint was gradually losing to the enemy, he wanted to take advantage of the other party's stalemate and attack from behind to share some pressure for his master.
The sword that suddenly pierced, the demon clan did not dodge or dodge, and did not even look back. However, the one who really showed an anxious look was its opponent.
"Don't!"
The saint didn't have time to shout out, and the disciple stabbed the demon clan in a real way, but he couldn't penetrate the slightest. The scales covered with the other party were even harder than the most powerful armor in the human race.
The saint sighed secretly, if there were such a good stab, he wouldn't have used hundreds of swords, and he wouldn't have really hurt the other party at all.
A saint's sword cannot break the opponent's defense, let alone a mere half-saint, which is not even a tickle!
The saint knew even more that his disciples were killed in battle, and he just couldn't save him.
While the disciple was stunned, the demon clan did not turn his head back, waved a long tail behind him, and suddenly pulled the person out, and his waist was swept into two pieces in the air!