The gun is long and the sword is short, and the two forces collide together.

The ding-dangling sound rang again. After a round of attacks, the gun handle twitched heavily on Yan Qingrui's back, but Yan Qingrui was like a spirit cat. She endured the severe pain on her body and rolled on the spot. The person had already passed Huangfu Yue. Before she could turn her body, she pointed the sword in her hand back, reaching Huangfu Yue's back heart.

Huangfu Yue did not expect that Yan Qingrui was seriously injured and could have such a fierce attack. Moreover, this attack was completely natural and without any stagnation. She was approaching her like a flowing cloud, making her clearly feel the shadow of death when the cold blade peak approached her body.

Huangfu Yue's body moved rapidly, twisted her waist and turned around, and stabbed Yan Qingrui in her hand in her chest.

If she was stabbed, she could nail her to the ground. Even if she was a few points away, her gun could kill Yan Qingrui in the local area.

Both of them changed their moves very quickly. In almost the blink of an eye, Yan Qingrui's Xuanyue Sword failed to stab Huangfu Yue's back heart because Huangfu Yue dodged quickly. However, no matter how fast she dodged, Yan Qingrui's almost uninterrupted attack could not have completely avoided it. The sword still flew over her arm.

This wound is much deeper than the one on your back.

However, her spear had already locked Yan Qingrui and reached her heart.

At this moment, a figure flashed, Shangguan Qianyu condensed all his strength and suddenly knocked Yan Qingrui away. He stepped slanted, but after all, his internal strength was empty and he was stabbed into his left shoulder by Huangfu Yue's spear tip.

Blood dripped down.

Seeing Shangguan Qianyu protecting Yan Qingrui so desperately, a trace of hostility flashed in Huangfu Yue's eyes, a murderous aura flashed in her face, her eyes were as solid as the essence, with a gloomy, cold, bloodthirsty and violent aura, the spear took action again, covering Shangguan Qianyu in it.

Yan Qingrui, who had just been knocked away, staggered a few steps and stood firm. Seeing Huangfu Yue's cold killing move, the ice silk threads in her sleeves hurriedly wrapped around Shangguan Qianyu's waist, pulled him back, and pushed his sword forward to block Huangfu Yue's attack.

The two fought again and were indistinguishable.

Shangguan Qianyu was pulled to a safe position by Yan Qingrui's ice silk silk. Seeing Yan Qingrui blocking him and blocking Huangfu Yue's attacks back, it became more and more difficult. He was extremely anxious. As a man, he could not protect his beloved woman, this kind of powerlessness was too uncomfortable. It hurt him even more than the injuries he suffered.

It was strange that in his anxious mood, he suddenly felt a heat from his middle finger tips. Then, a breath seemed to slowly rise from his fingertips along his blood vessels, first to his wrist, then to his elbow, shoulder, and then to his limbs and bones. The originally empty internal force actually became condensed because of the surroundings of this breath.

Shangguan Qianyu's heart moved and hurriedly began to lead to the breath. At the beginning, the breath was just a trace, and then it became a thread, a line, and finally twisted into a thin rope. The thin rope slowly became thicker. During this process, Shangguan Qianyu felt that a warm current seemed to be injected into his weak body just now, and his internal strength returned to 20%, 30%, and 40%...

It has not stopped yet, but is still recovering quickly.

Sixty percent, seventy percent!

However, after 70%, it stopped.
Chapter completed!