When they took action, Rong Bai and his left hand were still wearing handprints and maintaining the formation. With his current situation, they would definitely not be able to arrange another formation. Only by maintaining this formation without breaking them can they have a chance to escape.
In the blink of an eye, the needles were approaching, and three sword lights were also slashed towards each other.
"Boom!" The green leaves exploded, the earth shook, and the chaotic airflow rushed towards the few people, mixed with flashing lightning.
"Puff!" The few people squirted out another mouthful of blood mist.
What a terrible magical power!
Gu Fenghua's face changed drastically. Although the Ye Blasting Technique of the Nether Eye Demon Thunder Wood was terrifying, it was not the most terrifying. The most terrifying thing was the slightest current mixed with it.
Before she took action, she had already predicted that she might not be able to resist it, so she had already spread the holy energy all over her body, but when the holy energy encountered the current, it melted like ice and snow.
If it hadn't for the cultivation level of the Xuansheng's ninth grade, the body's defense was even better than before, the attack of the Nether Eye Demon Thunder Wood would be enough to break her to pieces.
"Go away!" Bai Rongyu's shouting came again in his ears.
Constantly making handprints, he finally tore open a crack more than one foot wide by the huge wind blade net, but it is not so easy to resist the attack of the Nether Eye Demon Thunder Wood, and to operate the formation.
The injury worsened sharply, blood surged in his mouth, and his face turned as miserable as gold paper.
Gu Fenghua and Luo Enen were under heavy pressure, and they supported Bai Rongyu from left to right, and quickly retreated backwards.
However, the sound of thunder in the sky, and the ice and fire red gold fruit on Gu Fenghua's body was the last chance for the Nether Eye Demon Thunder Wood to survive. How could it watch her escape? An angry roar came out in Ming's eyes, and Nether Eye Demon
Thunderwood swung its long arms, and a large green needle leaf scattered towards the people, like a storm.
Hearing the dense sound of breaking through the air behind him, Gu Fenghua turned around suddenly and raised his sword again.
Although the crack was close at hand, the few people were seriously injured, and it was impossible for them to escape before the needle rain came.
When Gu Fenghua stopped, Luo Enen subconsciously paused.
"Let's go!" Gu Fenghua shouted and raised his long sword high.
Although it is clear that the thunderwood in the dark eye demon can dissolve the holy energy, her sword will be difficult to block the dense needle leaf like rain, but she has no choice. Among the three, Bai Rong and constantly open the formation and are injured.
The worst is that Luo Enen is the weakest and is not very injured. He is helpless in taking action. Only she can barely have the power to fight.
Perhaps, after this sword, she will die here, but it is much better to die alone than to die here with three people. At the critical moment of life and death, only by putting death can one have the opportunity to live, Gu Fenghua
I understand this truth the most.
Luo Enen and her lived and died side by side for so long, of course they knew what to do at this time was the most appropriate one. They didn't hesitate to drag her back legs. They gritted their teeth and rushed out with Bai Rong and Yu. But it was just now
While flying away, tears also shed with the wind.
Bai Rong and the injury were serious, and it was extremely difficult to move his fingers. He could only let Luo Enen rush out. From the corner of his eyes, he saw Gu Fenghua's graceful and graceful figure, which seemed weak but extremely firm.
A layer of mist also appeared in his eyes.
He has an extraordinary background and has never lacked cultivation resources since he was a child. The martial arts and sword skills he has practiced are also amazing and unparalleled. His cultivation is naturally far greater than that of the saints of his peers. Even if he has had some experience, he is shocked.
He had never experienced such a life-and-death crisis, because of his special identity, he had no friends, and he had never experienced such a friendship that was willing to sacrifice his life for his companions.
I thought that I had comprehended the Taoist rhyme of my own, and the strong man's Taoist heart was as solid as a rock, but at this moment, he felt that his heart was quietly melting, as if something was more.