Murong Bailang Shua, from the pit back to the cave, covered with blood, features ferocious, like the devil climbing out of hell.

"No, the old beast is desperate!"

Shen Gaojie and Si Haomiao feel the breath, and immediately their hearts are shocked and their faces are full of dignified colors.

Si Haomiao and Murong Bailang disappear in the same place. In an instant, they appear above the ground. They fight each other for hundreds of times in one breath. The air vibrates and ripples layer by layer, spreading rapidly around like waves.

"BAM, BAM, BAM..."

"Shua..."

The body of soul swallowing sword radiates purple and red light, which seems to be refining power. Let Ye Xiaofan shout, the soul devouring sword will not be moved.

Just now, the soul swallowing sword was inserted downward, so it did not move.

Ye Xiaofan looked at the immovable soul swallowing sword in front of him, and said with some melancholy.

"Soul swallowing sword, what happened to you? It was very slippery just now. Why don't you move now?"

Si Haomiao and Murong Bailang look back and stare at each other. They use powerful force to impose on Ye Xiaofan, which makes Ye Xiaofan unable to move.

"There are no doors!"

"Want to run?"

If you don't run at this time, when will you wait.

Where a hundred and a half of Xiaoye's blood has gone through, it's only two and a half yuan's blood.

Ye Xiaofan immediately holds Ling Qingyou in both hands, and saya Zi is ready to run.

"My Lord, who are you provoking?"

If it wasn't for the soul swallowing sword, I'm afraid it would have been caught by Si Haomiao.

Ye Xiaofan stood up from the ground and breathed a breath of fear. Just in that palm, ye Xiaofan felt no resistance.

It's close but not available. Si Haomiao's anger rises in his heart. He can only bite his teeth and avoid the attack of soul eating sword.

Si Haomiao is aware of the sense of crisis on the top of his head. If he does not evade and insists on catching Ye Xiaofan, he will be cut in half by the soul swallowing sword.

"Damn it!"

The soul swallowing sword in the air flashed a red light, and went straight into Si Haomiao.

"Buzz!"

Si Haomiao's whole body is also covered with blood light. His face is ferocious and terrifying. His big hand is holding Ye Xiaofan with great strength.

"Come here, little beast!"

Si Haomiao hesitated for a moment, then burst out the true Qi, burning blood essence, and Murong Bailang fight a palm, rely on the force of the shock, close to Ye Xiaofan.

"Step on it!"

Murong Bailang is close to madness. He turns his head and stares at Si Haomiao. In a flash, he comes to Si Haomiao in the blink of an eye, and slaps him hard with compressed Qi.

"I treat you both well, but you treat me like this. Today I will kill you!"

Only a huge noise was heard outside, which seemed to be a big wave of violent shaking.

"Boom!"

"Bang!"

Murong Bailang's fists burst out with terrible power and directly attacked Shen Gaojie.

"Die for me!"

Before he had time to think about it, Shen Gaojie turned into a stream of light and fled into the void. He did not forget to look back at the soul eating sword floating in the air.

"Soul swallowing sword, you're really moving. I'm sure you can understand people's words. Help me untie my imprisonment."

"Otherwise, when they finish fighting, I will really leave here."

Ye Xiaofan holds Ling Qingyou, and they are so still. Ye Xiaofan looks at the soul eating sword in front of him, and says pitifully.

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