It's a long story, but in fact it's just a sword. With the lightning and fire, the young saint had already walked the gate of hell. If the others hesitate or the final move, the person's will was slightly shaken, he would have
Death is undoubtedly true.
No wonder they can persevere until now! Even Gu Fenghua and others were deeply moved when they saw the tacit cooperation of several people and the trust of each other's lives.
After saving his companions, the few people flew back without hesitation. Unfortunately, the Demon King Lizard finally caught up with them, so how could he be willing to give up the delicacy that had already reached his mouth?
Amid the roar, the Demon King Lizard actually stood up halfway, and two powerful hind limbs quickly stepped across the ground, and their sharp front paws waved towards the holy master in front like a storm.
All of those saints were injured. They had consumed a lot of saint energy to save their companions before, so they could not throw it away. They could only run away while slashing their swords in a hurry.
It can be seen that their sword skills are different, but they are as clever as the previous saint master. They slashed out several swords one after another, and the long sword in their hands remained unscathed. However, such sword skills consumed the holy energy very much.
It was big, and soon, the few of them were sweating profusely, and blood was oozing from the corners of their mouths. It was obvious that they were still hurt by the powerful recoil force.
They were already injured, but after being hit so hard, their pace became slower and slower, and the sword power they slashed out became weaker and weaker.
A young saint with a tall figure and long black hair danced in the wind gritted his teeth and turned around and rushed towards the Demon King Lizard.
"Senior Brother!" the other saints paused and shouted at the same time.
"Everything goes!" The young saint shouted fiercely.
But the others did not leave, but turned around at the same time, trying to fight with him side by side. However, their fingers holding the hilt of the sword were trembling constantly, and the broken tiger's mouth was also bleeding.
"Let's go, without you, I still have a chance to survive!" the young saint roared angrily.
The others hesitated for a moment and finally turned around and rushed out. Although they knew that the senior brother was right, with their current situation, not only would they not be able to help, but they would only become their burden. If they were not for them, he would have it.
The chance to survive, but tears still couldn't help but burst out from my eyes. Because the so-called opportunity is so slim.
The young saint held the sword in both hands and slowly raised it above his head. The strong wind curled up his long hair. The tall figure looked so tragic.
"Kill!" The long sword finally slashed out.
The long-haired young man's eyes were so firm, but so bleak. In fact, his condition was not as optimistic as others seemed. In order to protect his companions, he used all his strength every time he took action, and the holy energy was almost completely
Exhaust can be said to be the end of the power.
He knew very well that after this sword, he had no chance to swing the second sword, and he didn't even have the strength to escape. In other words, there was only one result waiting for him: death!
He always thought that his will was firm enough, but it was not until this moment that he realized that he would be so desperate.
"A sword shocked the world!" At this moment, a clear shout suddenly sounded in his ears.
A soft figure that once made him hate him to the core came into view.
Gu Fenghua is not a nosy person. She is in this dangerous and terrifying sand sea. Many times, even she herself is walking on thin ice, and she shouldn't be nosy. However, seeing these saints' friendships that are unfamiliar with life and death, seeing the youth
The saint's determination and sadness were scattered by the wind, but she couldn't help but take action.