Fang Geyu allowed Baili Xianxian's body to explode and its meridians to break.
After the blood-stained scabbard penetrated Baili Xianxian's arm, it moved without any hesitation or pause, and the speed did not slow down. It was like a straight arrow that was drawn out of the string, gently tapping towards Yougui Lang's heart.
There was blood flowing at the top of the scabbard, and traces of white airflow remained in the air around the edges.
Before it touched Yuguilang's body, the airflow attached to the front of the scabbard formed a small vortex, pressing a small crease in the wide and loose black robe.
The sapphire from the sword hilt made a cracking sound at this moment.
Fang Geyu's eyes became colder and more ruthless, and there was no cruelty that was unlike her usual eyes.
At this time, no one noticed that under the gem that looked like a bottomless sea, there was a golden vertical pupil that opened into a sharp line.
Those eyes seemed to come from ancient times, extremely majestic, extremely noble, and extremely indifferent.
You Gui Lang was very confident just a moment ago. Even though this sword hit him without any clue, it was just some dirty tricks that damaged his yin body.
But at this moment, through the blood, he looked at the girl's eyes, as if being stared into the abyss, and his whole body was cold.
Forgot to even think.
Under this short but long sword strike, an extremely absurd idea suddenly came to his mind.
Perhaps, the decision to die together with the dead woman in his arms was a very correct choice for her.
Maybe it's time for him to go to hell.
Being raped by a yellow-haired girl from the Kaiyuan realm...
What a joke is this!
Baili Xianxian let out a painful roar from his mouth. Although the sheathed sword in Fang Geyu's hand did not damage his vital points, if it penetrated an inch closer, the explosive and destructive energy would directly affect You Mansion.
At this moment, a black feather fell heavily, hitting the head of the scabbard, and then clinging to it.
It seemed as if a jackdaw was fluttering out of the twilight, carrying a sense of desolate silence.
At this time, the ghostly aura suddenly became a little stronger.
The black feather-pressed sword, which was as light as rice paper, and the blood-stained scabbard were actually a bit more difficult. The warm blood drops condensed into blood-colored frost beads on the cold silver-gray scabbard.
At this time, Fang Geyu's scabbard was only an inch away from Yougui Lang's heart.
Within this inch, a clean hand suddenly appeared out of thin air and picked up the black feather stained on the end of the scabbard.
With feathers between his fingers, Yu Feng struck lightly on the scabbard. The movement was lighter than Fang Geyu's Ruchen-like sword intention. When the two collided, there was a loud roar like a bell.
The sword in Fang Geyu's hand was forced to retreat and pull away, and the sapphire with a crack on the sword's hilt was like ice glue, re-frozen and solidified, and no trace could be found anymore.
The golden vertical pupils under the gems were like extinguished flames in the darkness, igniting without anyone noticing, and burning out without anyone noticing.
In front of everyone's eyes, a figure as slender as a bamboo suddenly appeared.
This is a young man wearing a bright red judge's robe, embroidered with gold thread totems of red bird and dark patterns, a white jade belt around his waist, and a folded black hat on his head. It is a judge's hunting coat that can only be worn by the royal family members of the Zhongyou Dynasty. The You Dynasty has always respected red and gold as its king.
A red-eyed jackdaw was standing on the young man's shoulder with its tail hanging down, pecking at its feathers.
I'm afraid even if I search the entire Zhongyou Dynasty, I won't be able to find anyone who can dress up like this.
The prince of Zhongyou, Ying Xiu.
This young man with the name of Master Ghost Sword helped stabilize the weak and fallen Baili Immortal Queen, and then looked at Fang Geyu with warm and angry eyes.
However, before he could say anything, Youguilang sneered and broke free from the short-term restraint of the female corpse's sand.
Fang Geyu undoubtedly missed the best opportunity to kill because of this delay.
The self-sealing of the sapphire, the power in the sword was disturbed and fell into a state of self-sealing. In the gap between the hilt and the scabbard, the cold and frosty sword energy overflowed, and a thick ball of ice condensed on the edge of the sword. .
Even the right hand holding the sword was inescapably covered with a layer of bluish-white frost.
The dark meaning in Fang Geyu's eyes disappeared, his body tilted, and he used his sword to support his position before he could barely stand still.
Her face was pale and she hadn't yet adjusted her breathing. However, Ghost Lang on the other side ignored Ying Xiu, the uninvited guest, and attacked her with murderous intent. After shaking away the sand on the female corpse, he disappeared and invaded Fang Geyu. In front of her face, he slapped her face with a palm from the air.
Dark mist-like evil energy covered his entire palm.
Fog is supposed to be an ethereal thing with no substance or weight, but when this palm falls, it gives people a feeling as heavy as a mountain, like a huge black ghost mountain rumbling down, and the wind of the palm even makes thunderbolts come out. The terrifying sound of ghost crying.
Before his palm could reach him, anything with weight in all directions would be rolled towards the direction of his palm with difficulty.
Even Young Master Ghost Sword, who was standing steadily, could not help but tilt his body in that direction.
His face turned a little pale, as if he didn't expect this fierce ghost to have such terrifying power.
However, because of Fang Geyu's extremely cruel and merciless sword blow just now, Ying Xiu was slightly dissatisfied with her character and hesitated a little, so he delayed the best opportunity to rescue her.
Yougui Lang's ghost palm collapsed like a mountain.
A huge shadow fell in front of Fang Geyu, as if he was wrapped in death.
A sneer appeared at the corner of her mouth, and her eyes were cold. What she was looking at was not Yougui Lang who was about to kill her, but Ying Xiu.
As she was dying, she thought like this.
It’s clear that this little guy doesn’t look like a disgusting person, but how could he be so unpleasant when he does things like that!
There is really no male animal in this world who is as adorable as the little corpse demon she raised.
This is what Fang Geyu was thinking in his heart.
Facing death, that's all.
She is not a person who feels sorry for herself, and she will not think about it at this moment, 'It would be great if I could see so-and-so for the last time at this moment. 'Such a petty thought.
She hates saying goodbye.
I also hate the tears coming from anyone’s pretentiousness in this world.
All she wants is...
But what?
The answer didn't even have time to come to my mind. Things in the world are just playing tricks on people.
A moment ago, she thought that it would be okay if she disappeared. She could look for her wherever she wanted. If you have the ability, just come and shoot me to death.
The next moment, the person she didn't want to see at all appeared in front of her like a ridiculous hero in a storybook, standing in front of her with his not-so-tall and broad back. In the eyes.
Under the light sleeves of the red robe, a silver-white sword light shot out.
Facing Yougui Lang, Bailian didn't dare to be careless at all. He even used the evil little sword that he didn't often use, and fired it in the direction of Yougui Lang at a very fast speed.
But this time, something seems to have gone wrong.
