Ghost doctor: Princess please come to the throne

Chapter 587 Life is hanging by a thread!
Chapter 587: Fate hangs by a thread!
Bei Chenyan and Ling Xiyue share a common heart.

At such a critical time, how could he not know Ling Xiyue's intentions?

So, taking advantage of the flashing moment when Da Si Ming looked back, he seized this rare opportunity, swung the long sword in his hand, drew a strong arc in the air, and headed towards the gate of life on Da Si Ming's neck!

"Master Chief!"

Several kings not far away saw it and shouted loudly.

Da Si Ming was distracted by Ling Xiyue's words, but his keen sense of danger still existed.

But masters fight, and there is no room for taking it lightly. Often, it takes only a split second to lose one's life. Da Si Ming came back to his senses, and immediately dodged back. He was still injured by Bei Chenyan's sword energy.

He frowned in pain, covering his neck with his hands.

When he took it off, the palm of his hand was dazzled with blood, reflecting his lime-gray skin more and more menacingly. At the same time, what became even more frightening was his eyes like bottomless black holes, which were as evil as hell. Ghostly.

If he slowed down by even half a second, he might be decapitated.

He hadn't been hurt for hundreds of years, let alone saw blood, and he almost fell to the ground!
"Am I wrong?" Ling Xiyue sneered, the severe pain in her back made her cough uncontrollably.

She breathed a sigh of relief, and then said, "Why do you wander around like ghosts? Why do ghosts hide in the dark for generations? You really don't want to know the reason? I have There is a solution, do you want to hear it?"

"shut up!"

Da Si Ming gritted his teeth.

Where the hell did you know this, you damn girl!

At this moment, Bei Chenyan took the initiative to attack again. In a flash, he came to Da Si Ming's face, and the long sword stabbed straight at his chest.

"Don't talk nonsense here!" The poison king yelled from a distance, seeing that Ling Xiyue wanted to disturb their minds, but still couldn't help wondering whether what this girl said was true, she really had a way Break the curse on them?
Da Si Ming flicked two fingers, and opened Bei Chenyan's thrusting sword with a "touch".

Accompanied by the sound of "bang bang bang bang", the two of them went through several tricks in the blink of an eye.

"Don't listen to her nonsense, a young girl with yellow hair, what does she know, she just wants to disturb us." Eagle King stepped forward and said, "Let's go together, kill this kid, and avenge the second child and the others!"

"Okay!" The Poison King and others who were standing next to him breathed a sigh of relief, and immediately flew towards Bei Chenyan, surrounding him from all sides.

What is the morality of the rivers and lakes, what is bullying the small with the big, bullying the few with the more, at this time, the ghost clan doesn't care about anything, they just want to fight quickly, and the resentment in their hearts is to make them look at Ling Xiyue and Bei Chenyan more At a glance, I feel heartbroken.

But for the ghost race, they were bloodthirsty, and they would kill them if they couldn't see them, so they had nothing moral to say.

But Bei Chenyan was at the end of his strength to deal with a big commander, how could he draw his hands to deal with three kings?

"Shameless!"

Ling Xiyue gritted her teeth and roared angrily.

Not long after, Bei Chenyan suffered several serious injuries, and his whole body was dripping with blood!

Ling Xiyue swallowed a handful of Jiuxi Yulu Pills, and with a low growl of "ah", she stretched out her hand to support the ground, and jumped up!
"My lord—" Leng Feng didn't react at all, and Ling Xiyue disappeared beside him with a "swipe".

He could only watch helplessly, annoyed that his skill was low and he couldn't rely on it.

"Touch!" A saber slammed open the weapon that was slashing at Bei Chenyan's body.

Bei Chenyan looked back and saw the woman running towards him, "Xiyue!"

An anxious voice, full of worry.

With her amazing perseverance, Ling Xiyue endured the sharp pain like a broken back, and quickly gave Bei Chenyan a look of nothing. Only she can help Yan. At this time, she must never fall down.

Bystanders, even a master like the king of the ghost clan, might not be able to get up for ten days and a half after being hit head-on like this, but she just rested and got up again after a while. I have to say that Ling Xiyue is a little abnormal .

Of course, the biggest support comes from the love for Bei Chenyan.

"Be careful—" Ling Xiyue turned to the other side of Bei Chenyan, and shot the darts that the poison king attacked.

Bei Chenyan watched the attack coming towards Ling Xiyue's back, slid over, knocked the Eagle King flying with a sword, and defended back to back with Ling Xiyue.

Da Si Ming looked coldly at the two people whose backs were pressed against each other, a look of contempt flashed in his black hole-like eyes, "Death struggle."

I wanted to solve them one by one, but since the boss is rushing to die, he will fulfill them!
Let's go to the west together!
The earth, stones, tents... Suddenly, everything around seemed to be trembling, and the chief commander slowly raised his hand, and the soldiers who were far away felt that they were about to be carried away by an unknown terrifying force. high altitude.

The muscles on their faces were dislocated and deformed, and they forcibly stabilized. The swords in their hands flew into the sky uncontrollably. Countless weapons and flying stones slowly lifted into the air.

The third king seemed to sense something, and after looking back at Da Si Ming, he quickly moved away.

Ling Xiyue and Bei Chenyan looked at each other, their expressions as cold as ice.

Anyone can feel that the surrounding atmosphere, the momentum at this moment, everything... There is a dangerous atmosphere everywhere.

If it is said that Da Si Ming's move from the void before used five points of strength, then what is being concentrated this time must have twelve points!
"Whirring whirring……"

Swords and swords, shadows flying
Around the old man in a black robe, countless swords and sharp blades gathered rapidly.

"That's enough, it's time to end this farce." Da Si Ming's tone was light, perhaps because he was really angry to the extreme, his gray and pale face lost any emotion when he spoke, and his face was expressionless.

"Xiyue, are you afraid?" Bei Chenyan said suddenly, softly, as if asking casually, his deep and boundless icy eyes turned sideways, and fell on the woman beside him.

Ling Xiyue snorted and gave him a slight smile, "What are you afraid of?"

It's just life, it's just death, there's nothing to be afraid of, it's good that they are together no matter what.

Bei Chenyan's lips curled up slightly, looking at the eyes of the woman beside her, she was even more gentle to the extreme, "Well, it's okay, I'm here."

Da Si Ming raised his head and roared with a "ho", and his raised hands snapped together.

Numerous swords, swords and shadows around were drawn by a vast and invisible internal force, "shua, shua, shua" quickly gathered into a river of swords, and the concentrated power seemed to be able to poke a hole out of the sky!

(End of this chapter)