When Hong Zhao saw that a palm was about to hit her, she immediately rushed backhanded. When the two of them faced each other's palms, the rocks were destroyed and the airflow was impacted.
Xiaoyue was shocked in front of her and was barely retreating, and she turned her eyes to Nalan Hanyan beside her.
"Mr. Is there nothing wrong?"
Nalan Hanyan curled his eyes thoughtfully and said whisperingly.
"I'm fine. When I go up to duel with her later, you will seize the right time to launch an attack. Do you know?"
Xiaoyue bowed her eyes expressionlessly.
"I understand."
As soon as he finished speaking, he saw the person in front of him turn light away in a blink of an eye, and immediately became a ball with Hong Zhao.
The cold golden eyes kept locking on the two people fighting ahead, secretly gathering their internal forces in their palms, preparing to hit them with one death.
When the two people in front showed their flaws unknowingly, Xiaoyue's cold eyes narrowed suddenly, immediately jumped up, and slapped forward with a palm.
When Nalan Hanyan saw Ruoyan's belief, he began to take the initiative. When he was secretly proud, the heart-wrenching pain suddenly came from his chest, which made him widen his eyes.
Looking at the palm in front of his chest, he looked at the person in front of him. Nalan Hanyan's eyes were shocked with disbelief, and then there was an irrepressible anger.
"Nalan Ruoyan, you actually betrayed me!"
Xiaoyue sneered disdainfully and looked at him coldly with smiles and curled her lips.
"Nalan Hanyan, of course Nalan Ruoyan will not betray you, but Die Xiaoyue will not betray you!"
"What?!"
Nalan Hanyan was suddenly not aware of the sudden being beaten by the other party. He slapped twice in a row and took several steps back when blood came out of his mouth.
"Ha...I understand. It turns out that you are not Nalan Ruoyan. I'm afraid... Ruoyan will have died long ago."
Hong Zhao landed on one foot and raised his eyebrows slightly in an understatement.
"It's not bad, I figured out the whole story so quickly."
"snort!"
Nalan Hanyan stood up slowly with his seriously injured body, looking at the two people in front of him coldly.
"So, you set traps from the beginning and waited for me to fall into the trap."
"Um……"
Xiaoyue touched her chin with indifferent appearance, and then smiled faintly.
"Anyway, you are destined to die here, so you might as well tell you that the whole story of all this is as you thought, there is no other difference. So, Nalan Hanyan, just be obedient and kill!"
Seeing that the opportunity was not lost, Xiaoyue and Hongzhao looked at each other and immediately used their palms to take the lives of the enemy ahead.
However, Nalan Hanyan saw the danger coming, and a cruel smile suddenly appeared on his gloomy and terrifying face.
The moment his palms were fired at once, Nalan Hanyan, who was originally seriously injured and dying, suddenly had a surge in his skills and immediately repelled Xiaoyue and the others.
Xiaoyue, who had retreated several times, shouted incredibly.
"How is this possible? I obviously injured you! But how could you... be intact? Could it be... you were not injured from the beginning?"
"Ha ha ha ha……"
Nalan Hanyan smiled softly, wiped away the blood from the corner of his mouth as if nothing had happened, and his arrogant expression was evil and cold.
"Die Xiaoyue, you are not bad either."
"What a suspicious Nalan Hanyan!"
Hong Zhao stood coldly, watching his strength continue to surge, and he couldn't help but look at him.
"I'm afraid you didn't believe Die Xiaoyue from the beginning. No... Maybe from the beginning, you never believed anyone!"
Nalan Hanyan's tone meaningfully elongated and curled his lips in surprise.
"Well... girl, I didn't expect you to know me quite well. But... even so, you can't escape the fate of death!"