"Zixuan?" Murong Xitian couldn't save her in time and watched Ye Zixuan fall into the water.
He was completely enraged. He kicked up the sword in the hand of the fallen man in black, reached out to grab it, and then used a wonderful sword move to drive away the stubborn enemy.
Then these men in black, whose fighting prowess was comparable to his, were not afraid of death and fought against him at the risk of their lives.
Soon, Murong Xitian was at a disadvantage again.
Ye Zixuan fell into the water and as soon as she struggled out of the water, she vaguely saw Murong Xitian being attacked from both sides.
When she was startled, she rushed forward to save people.
The result was a splash of shock.
One of the men in black realized that she hadn't drowned yet, so he pulled out and came straight towards her with his sword. Judging from the move, he actually took the head directly from her neck.
"Zixuan, get into the water!" Murong Xitian was so anxious that he jumped over without caring about anything else, and the sword in his hand went straight to the chest of the man in black.
With a "Puch" sound, a bloody hole appeared in the chest of the man in black. Blood spurted out and splashed across Ye Zixuan's face.
"Ah!" Ye Zixuan was too frightened and pushed the man in black away.
The man in black fell headfirst into the water and died.
On the other side, Murong Xitian killed the man in black, and before he could take back his sword, the four men in black behind him came to kill him.
Masters exchange moves as fast as lightning.
Murong Xitian only avoided the attacks of the two black men. He blocked one attack with the sword in his hand, but failed to block the last one.
"Puchchi——"
It was a very slight sound, but the wound was not as small as what was heard.
Suddenly, a foot-long sword wound appeared on Murong Xitian's back. Although it was not deep enough to show the bone, it was definitely not shallow. It would take a while for the wound to recover.
This is the rare time he has been so seriously injured since the battlefield.
"Go to hell, go to hell for me!" Murong Xitian shouted loudly and turned around to attack.
Ye Zixuan did not see Murong Xitian being injured, but saw that he had killed another man in black, leaving only three men in black.
Thinking that the crisis was over, Ye Zixuan's mind became active again, doing all kinds of things: "Cousin, save me!"
Shit, Ye Zixuan hasn't been rescued from the water yet. The three in front of her are too difficult to deal with, and I don't know if these three are dead, but there will be three more powerful ones!
More importantly, because of his injury, he had excessive blood flow, his breathing became increasingly rapid, and it became increasingly difficult to support him.
If this continues, he will be defeated!
Murong Xitian glanced at Ye Zixuan in the water, and suddenly realized that she looked like she was overly frightened, not really drowning...
At the critical moment, Murong Xitian did not doubt Ye Zixuan, but asked tentatively: "Zixuan, don't be afraid, the water may not be as deep as you think. Try to stand up and walk ashore."
He, how could he do this? There is no crisis anymore, why don't you come to save her?
Ye Zixuan was stunned for a while, then pretended to be weak and shouted pitifully: "Cousin, I'm cold...I'm afraid!"
"Don't be afraid, come up by yourself." Murong Xitian ignored Ye Zixuan again. Her side was far less critical than his side.
Therefore, Murong Xitian calmed down and concentrated on fighting the enemy.
But the remaining three people used all their strength, and suddenly "swiped" another sword, piercing Murong Xitian's heart.
Murong Xitian quickly retreated, but unexpectedly, the enemy next to him slashed at his back with a sword, and another one went straight for his throat.
Being attacked from both sides, Murong Xi Tianzhi dodged two attacks. This caused another wound on his back.