This concubine is very ruffian and wild

Chapter 372 Now, It's Your Turn!
The earth is shaking!

The force of the colliding blades caused a violent turbulence in the air, and after a moment of stalemate.

The two people bounced off at the same time, and at the same time, the strong shock wave also centered on the point where the two knives hit each other, and radiated violently to the surroundings.

The big golden bird summoned by Huangfuxian on Ding Ren was the first to be impacted and turned into nothingness.

Linghu Jingtian and Xuan Ye who were facing each other not far away were hit by the air wave and flew backwards at the same time.

Immediately afterwards, Huangfu Xian, who was protecting not far from the wildfire,

He only felt a heavy punch in the chest, and he flew over like a wildfire burning all over his body, and the pigeon Luoxue under him was also blown upside down by the strong wind, hurting his internal organs, spurting out a mouthful of blood, and stumbled fell down.

Even the people on the ground felt the pressure on their faces at the same time, and felt tightness in their chests at the same time.

midair.

Wenxue fanned his wings first to stabilize his figure, and forcibly suppressed the churning blood in his chest.

Although Ding Ren tried his best to suppress it, he finally couldn't restrain himself. As soon as his throat was sweet, he spurted out a mouthful of blood. He struggled a few times, but finally couldn't control the falling trend. Qin Yi hurriedly summoned his mount Gray Crane, and then Caught his falling body.

"what……"

Standing proudly in mid-air, Wen Xue looked up to the sky and laughed wildly.

"Ding Ren, Ding Ren, finally, have you also been defeated by me?! Now, who dares to stop me!"

Glancing contemptuously at the crowd on the ground, he turned to look at Wildfire.

"Little girl, now it's your turn!"

Raising his right arm, he swung it violently, and the Rakshasa knife in Wen Xue's hand turned into a stream of blood, rushing towards Yehuo with overwhelming momentum.

A silver light flashed, and then, a young man appeared in midair.

Black clothes and black hair fluttered in the wind, Junyi's face was slightly pale, and the corners of his lips were still a little bloodshot.

It was none other than Linghu Jingtian who was knocked away by the force of the two's powerful attack just now.

With the horizontal knife in his chest, he stared deeply at the Rakshasa knife that flew towards him.

Holding the handle of the knife tightly with his right hand, and the tip of the knife with his left hand, he straightened his arms suddenly, and met the tip of the Rakshasa knife with the blade of the Longyin knife in his hand.

(End of this chapter)