Gorgeous and enchanting supreme ghost doctor

The powerful pressure and air currents on the two of them have been released, forming a protective cover to protect their bodies from being hurt by the other's sword and sword gang energy.

The two were fighting each other with their swords and halberds, and the distance between them was only about three steps, and because of this, he clearly felt the powerful pressure released from Feng Jiu.

If it was before he was injured, maybe he could still fight one, but now, after a long battle, he will undoubtedly lose!

Thinking of this, he didn't show it on his face, but he was secretly anxious, thinking quickly about the way to deal with it.

Feng Jiu wouldn't give him the opportunity and time. Her long sword was blocked by his halberd and could no longer penetrate. Both weapons were extraordinary objects, and the air currents from the blades were extremely fierce.

Looking at the sweat oozing from the forehead of the Great Northern Flame in front of him, Feng's eyes flickered, and the corners of his lips twitched slightly, revealing a smile that was not a smile: "I didn't expect the Great Northern Flame, but that's all!"

As soon as the taunting sound fell, her hand holding the Qingfeng sword turned in an instant, and the long sword slid over the opponent's halberd and then suddenly turned, the sword tip avoided the opponent's halberd and moved towards him at an unpredictable speed. Stabbed in his throat.

Sen Han’s murderous intent came straight to him, the Great Emperor Beiyan was shocked, and the halberd in his hand quickly blocked, but the next moment, the long sword that pierced his throat and was blocked by him was slashed diagonally. Into his shoulders.

"Hi! Ah!"

The sharp blade pierced into the shoulder, but it caused a sharp pain that was as hot as a flame. The sharp pain directly penetrated into the bone and blood through the mouth pain, making him unable to hold the halberd hand for a moment. Shaking, when the reaction was not anxious, it gave Feng Jiu the opportunity to cut another sword.

"call out!"

The long sword was pulled out from the shoulder and slashed towards his arm. The speed was as fast as a ghost, so fast that it was overwhelming. When she pulled out the long sword from the shoulders of Emperor Beiyan, it brought out a pillar of blood, and the blade was cut off. At that moment, a piece of flesh and blood flew out along with the sword's cutting, and in an instant, a scream sounded.

"what!"

The scream reverberated in the air, and what you saw was the pale and panicked face of the Great Northern Flame, as well as the blood stains and the gently trembling arms that fell on his side.

At that moment, he only felt that his eyes were pitch black, and his mind became blank for a moment. The murderous aura that rushed on his face made him quickly retreat and avoid it without thinking, and his figure jumped out of the sky more than ten meters away. Panting.

The big beads of sweat dripped down on his forehead. He was like a dying fish washed ashore by the waves. His mouth was open and panting. His heart thumped and thumped. Fright, fear, and shock occupied his whole heart. .

Feng Jiu looked at him, curled his lips, and said in a clear voice: "If it is an ordinary person, the move just now was a fatal blow on the spot with blood splashing, but, just as you said. , You are a great emperor. If you can't avoid even that trick, wouldn't you be in vain? It's just that in the future, there will be no such good luck."

At this time, her voice was heard in his ears, just like the voice of Hell's urging for life, the injury in the body had not been recovered, and the 30% skill could not support him in the long battle.

Maybe it was because he had really fought her against him. At this moment, all he had in his mind was the idea of ​​running away.

He has no doubt that if he continues to fight, he will really die in her hands!