Also because of the piercing pain and death breath caused by the sharp sword piercing, the Great Emperor Dongyao was suddenly relieved.He felt that his body was being pulled and avoided, and because of this, even though Feng Jiu's sword stabbed him, it did not make it fatal.

"You don't want to die!"

The great emperor who stretched out his hand to save him drank in a gloomy voice: "She deliberately distracted you from your opponent! If I hadn't pulled you just now, you would have died by her sword!"

Blood oozes from the wound on the shoulder, where the eccentric mouth is no more than a punch. At this time, the wound is oozing with a cold sword aura, like a cold sharp blade drilling into the wound, biting to the bone , The pain is unbearable.

The warm blood soaked a large part of his chest, and the smell of blood filled his nose, but it calmed his mind.

He quickly sealed the wound to stop the bleeding. When he raised his eyes, his cold eyes stared at Leng Hua who was holding the umbrella with murderous intent.

"Pity."

Feng Jiu sighed softly, and there was a pity in his voice, but it was a pity that this sword was missed and failed to take his life.

"Feng Jiu, today, let you see the strength of this emperor!" Emperor Dong Yao said in a gloomy voice, gritted his teeth, and the umbrella is in the hands of Feng Jiu's people. Don't even think about it, you know that the descendants of the immortal world must be All were destroyed.

The monstrous anger turned into a strong fighting spirit at this moment. With a long sword in his hand, his figure jumped up into the air. A sword containing a powerful sword-gang energy, at this moment, he slammed down from the air. Feng Jiu hacked away.

"Die to me!"

The powerful Jian Gang Qi formed a shocking air current and pressure in the air, even Song Mi'er and the others who were in the other place felt the oppressive and shocking breath.

The wind in the air seemed to be condensed on that sword at this moment, and with a whirr, it struck Feng Jiu with the aura of destruction with the momentum of thunder.

At the same time, the other two great emperors moved at this moment and rose in the air. The three of them stood in three directions, forming a besieged triangle, trapping Feng Jiu in the middle.

With powerful palm wind and air current in their hands, they also hit Feng Jiu in the middle at that moment, thinking that even if she can avoid one of them, one of the other two will surely kill him. !

No matter how bad it is, even if this kill can't kill her, it can cause her serious injuries!

Of course, when the three of them killed Feng Jiu from three directions, Feng Jiu, who was holding the Qingfeng sword in his hand, moved.

While the red figure was shot down by the three attacks, it swept in the direction of one of them like lightning. I saw the red figure passing by the sword and shadow palm wind, and the extremely fast speed only allowed them to see that touch. Red, and the murderous and death breath that red brings.

"Qing Feng drinks blood!"

The cold voice with a bloodthirsty aura, like a voice from hell, and at the same time that the voice sounded, the sword that Emperor Dong Yao smashed down also cut down where Feng Jiu was standing. , At the same time, the huge palm print was also shot down at that moment, making a loud bang.

"call out!"

"Boom boom!"

"call out!"

I don’t know who’s sword was emitting that fierce Jiangang aura. At that moment, it was not only the sword in the hands of Emperor Dongyao, but also the Qingfeng sword in Feng Jiu's hands!

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