I have a sword in my head

After the strong light disappeared, Fang Haotian and the mengsha woman disappeared. The ground is actually flat, there is no sign of anyone drilling the ground, and there is not even a breath left.

Wei biannan finally caught up with them and rushed through that place. The big Deacon's foot stepped on that point, but he didn't notice anything wrong.

A line of six people went far in the twinkling of an eye.

After an hour, the woman appeared on the ground again.

The light disappeared and the ground was still the same.

Mengsha woman breathed for several times. It seemed that their drilling had a great consumption on her. She looked left and right, and her left hand felt something in the void. After a while, she ran with all her strength behind Fang Haotian's back. The direction they took was just opposite to that of Wei Bian Nan.

The night here is cold.

The Mongolian gauze woman ran with Fang Hao on her back. She ran very fast. When she reached where she went, there was a rapid cold wind on both sides, and both sides would become a mess.

Running so wildly, the whole person's blood boils. No matter how cold the weather is, sweat beads can be seen on her forehead.

Fifty miles, the veiled woman ran fifty miles with Fang Hao Tianzu on her back before she stopped.

She didn't stop because she thought the distance was safe, but she really couldn't support it anymore. It's her limit here. She's exhausted.

She was seriously injured. After waking up, in order to save Fang Haotian, she had to take a risk to escape with the strength of Wei biannan. Then she forcibly urged the "Tibetan pearl", and now she forcibly ran fifty miles. No matter how deep her cultivation is, no matter how long her Xuanli energy is, she can't bear it. At least her body can't bear it.

After stopping, Fang Haotian was just put down. She almost fell to the ground in the form of falling down, panting rapidly.

Now it has left the mountain forest and is a grassland. The place where she and Fang Haotian are now is surrounded by overgrown grass. They are lying here. If no one passes by or looks from the air, it is very difficult to see them.

After a while, the mengsha woman regained a little strength and sat up to check Fang Haotian's situation for the first time.

Although Fang Haotian was in a dizzy state and his face was pale, he was breathing evenly and would not be in danger.

The veiled woman gently breathed out and reached out to gently caress Fang Haotian's face, which still gave her a calm and amiable feeling, which made her eyes like autumn water emerge faintly.

At this time, she finally saw him and touched him so close.

My heart is still, and you?

I believe you too!

For a while, the mengsha woman waved her hand lightly, and a layer of faint Xuangang covered Fang Haotian to prevent him from being wet by dew. It also prevents him from being bitten by mosquitoes.

She sat cross legged, and a layer of white snow like mist gradually appeared on her body.

The fog shrouded her and formed a snow-white cocoon. It seems that she was originally a small caterpillar and will become a butterfly after several hardships.

It was night again, and then another day came.

The morning light shines on the long grass and the dew on the long grass, reflecting a faint luster.

After a night of meditation, the mengsha woman felt a little better. When she opened her eyes, she looked at Fang Haotian for the first time. There was a little ruddy on his face, which showed that he had the ability to recover when he was dizzy. After more than a night, his recovery was also very good.

"Master said that when you are in danger, you can't stay here for a long time. You have to leave here again."

The veiled woman changed the gauze on her face into a clean one and reached out to pick Fang Haotian up and take him away.

But when her hand was about to touch Fang Haotian, the whole person suddenly stiffened and stood up. She saw a man, a middle-aged man with a big iron bar on his shoulder, coming this way.

The middle-aged man's body is very tall, but his face is very simple. If you ignore his height, throwing him into the crowd will never attract anyone's attention.

But he huaiwu to human rare body, how to let people ignore, who is difficult to ignore?

If you really throw him into the crowd, it is doomed to stand out from the crowd. Who doesn't pay attention?

The middle-aged man came over, his steps were very calm and normal. But his speed is not normal at all.

It's normal to take several steps, but it's tens of meters away.

When he was five meters away from the veiled woman, his nose suddenly sniffed and his eyes suddenly lit up: "little girl, are you Jiuyin Xuanti? Good, good, good. I didn't expect that I came here on purpose and unexpectedly met Jiuyin Xuanti. Ha ha, it seems that the little childe is determined to come here because of her luck! If you are eaten by our little princess, the hidden danger of the little princess's body will disappear, and there will be no resistance to cultivation in the future! "

The veiled woman's face changed dramatically, and the green flute shone. She knew that she met a demon master. Only the demons would be so aboveboard and say the cannibalism so righteously.

"Little girl, you're seriously injured. You'd better catch it!" The middle-aged man stepped forward, "I promise I won't hurt you until I give you to the little princess. By the way, my name is Moro, the close bodyguard of Princess Nanping. "

The voice fell, and Moro's face suddenly changed and slowly became as white as paper. But his breath was rising.

His breath is cold.

Hoo!

As soon as the Moro raised his feet, his body suddenly became empty, and then disappeared.

The veiled woman's eyes opened wide, as if to turn into the scorching sun, to illuminate the world clearly, and to illuminate all the small demons into ugly shapes and shadows, with no escape.

Whew!

The mengsha woman suddenly shot, and the green flute in her hand suddenly stabbed to the right.

There was no one on the right. She stabbed like air.

But is it really air?

Bang!

With a loud noise, the veiled woman took a step back with a shock. But she only stepped back and stopped, because Fang Haotian was behind her.

After stopping, "poof", the veiled woman spewed a big mouthful of blood. The newly changed gauze was stained with blood again, and the blood dripped slowly.

Bang bang!!

Three big trees were knocked down, and the Moro showed birth shape. His face was more pale, and there was blood oozing from the corners of his mouth.

"I didn't expect your accomplishments to be so high. If you don't get hurt, I'm definitely not your opponent. "

Moro wiped his mouth with his hand.

His blood is green.

Moro stepped forward again, with a few more prudence.

The mengsha woman looked back at Fang Hao. Tian Tian took a deep breath and said, "brother Tian, don't be afraid, I'm here."

She will not retreat, because no one can hurt him when she is alive, absolutely not.

For him to live, she must live.

Boom!

The big iron bar hit again.

This time, the Moro stopped using his strange and changeable body method and chose to be aboveboard.

The staff is heavy and heavy. One staff hits like a mountain.

Chaoshan stick!

This is the Terran's martial arts, one of the powerful martial arts that the demon clan plundered from the Terran many years ago.

Moro was loyal and was sent to Nanping princess as a bodyguard. He was given Chaoshan stick technique.

Chaoshan staff is just like that the Terran created this staff for Moro.

His body, his strength, and the Chaoshan stick were tailor-made for him.

The veiled woman's pupils contracted. Under normal circumstances, in the face of this stick, her best solution is to avoid it. Of course, under normal circumstances, there is no need to avoid her cultivation. She can crush the Moro in the front.

But now she is seriously injured and can't be crushed. It's the best choice to avoid.

Otherwise.

She can't retreat, she can't avoid. Avoidance is definitely not the best choice for her now, but the worst choice.

If she retreats, she will definitely feel guilty all her life. Maybe her whole life is just a few seconds longer than Haotian.

If he lives, can he fight back?

The answer is No.

If she quits, he will die.

If he dies, she will die.

He's dead. What's the point of her living.

So she can't return.

If you can't return it, you can only connect it hard.

Buzz!

The little green flute suddenly changed into a three meter giant flute.

Her petite body smashed a three meter giant flute and mercilessly smashed it against the stick of Moro. It's absolutely shocking to play like this.

Whether it is Moro's body, Moro's stick, or her own giant flute, it is so huge compared with her petite body.

She suddenly became small.

But Moro didn't feel that she was small at all.

The giant flute was smashed out, and the row of flute holes on the giant flute suddenly burst out sharp Qi swords.

Bang bang!!

A series of gas explosions started, and the Moro was shocked all over and gushed blood in his mouth.

But the situation of mengsha woman is also extremely bad, because her original injury was too serious. Now, with such a strong confrontation, the injury has worsened extremely seriously.

"Fortunately, your injury is serious enough, otherwise I'm really not your opponent."

Ma Luo suddenly smiled. When he spoke with a smile, the iron rod shook the giant flute out of the hands of the veiled woman.

Poof!

The veiled woman followed her wrist and a sharp sword appeared. She braced herself on her sword without falling. She didn't speak and stared at the Moro. Although she was seriously injured, she still didn't flinch at all, and her fighting spirit was still high.

"Why bother?"

The Moro came forward again, and the iron bar hit again, this time on the shoulder of the veiled woman.

Moro had seen that the mengsha woman was the end of a powerful crossbow. He didn't want to kill her, so he had to attack her shoulder. He wants to bring her to the princess alive so that the princess can eat fresh.

Dang!

The stick hit the sword and the sword stopped on the shoulder.

The Mongolian gauze woman knelt on one knee, carried the sword on her shoulder and stopped the stick. She was still unyielding.

"I admire you a little. You are the strongest woman I have ever seen."

Moro is a little moved. But after he put away the iron bar, his hand, which was much larger than human beings, grabbed the shoulder of the veiled woman without a pause: "honestly, go with me to see the little princess! It's your honor to be her tonic... "

And he put his hand on the shoulder of the veiled woman. The sudden bend of her five fingers was going to lift her up.

The pupil of the veiled woman shrank fiercely, and her fierce awn flashed away. It seemed that she wanted to use some powerful secret skill or treasure.

But just then, a sword light appeared behind her.

The sword light is a straight line.

"Hiss" sounded softly, and a blood arrow shot out of Moro's chest.