"Poof!" The silver-eyed wind fox bore the brunt of the blow and was split in half by Shi Jianhao's sword with all his strength. Before the long sword's remaining power was exhausted, another sword slashed into the body of the spiny-tailed pig.
Only then did Shi Jianhao realize that something was wrong. His long sword only split half of the spiny-tailed pig, and was deeply embedded in its tough thick skin and hard sternum, making it impossible to pull it out for a while.
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Not good! Shi Jianhao's heart sank.
"Roar!" At this moment, the giant frost wolf's huge head appeared in front of his eyes, opening its ferocious mouth and biting Shi Jianhao in one bite.
"It's over!" Shi Jianhao's heart instantly sank to the bottom, and his whole body felt cold. The long sword was still embedded in the body of the spiny-tailed wild pig. With his bare hands, he couldn't resist this giant frost wolf with a strength of up to fifth level. There was only one person waiting for him.
Word: Death!
"Jianhao!" Xie Youran, who was resisting the sword-backed fire tiger with all his strength, moved his feet, blocked in front of Shi Jianhao, held the long sword firmly and struck straight down.
Between his eyebrows, a red holy bead flashed fiercely.
"Qiang!" Xuehan's sword struck the sharp and slender fangs, and a string of sparks flew out. The giant frost wolf was shocked and took several steps back.
A sword knocked back the giant frost wolf and saved Shi Jianhao, but Xie Youran's eyes didn't look happy at all.
Because he was also shaken back seven or eight steps by the force of the counter-shock, and his arms were numb for a while. But at this moment, the sword-backed fire tiger behind him had chased him fiercely, and swung its sharp claws to catch him on the head.
Even without turning around, Xie Youran could still feel the sharp fishy wind, and he could even imagine in his mind the light of death flashing on the slightly curved claws made of fine steel.
His strength is almost the same as that of the sword-backed fire tiger. In order to save Shi Jianhao, he instantly exploded his holy energy to the extreme. At this time, he felt weak in his body, and it was impossible to block the fatal blow of the sword-backed fire tiger.
"Are you about to die?" Xie Youran's eyes showed helplessness and despair.
He did not regret saving Shi Jianhao. They had grown up together. They were friends, partners, and even relatives. How could he watch Shi Jianhao die tragically on the spot.
But he is still young after all, and he has reached the realm of Soul Saint before he is twenty. He is regarded by his grandfather and several uncles as a cultivation genius that comes only once in hundreds of years in the Piaoyun Valley. He is also the hope for the revitalization of the Piaoyun Valley.
How could he be willing to die like this under the claws of a monster?
As he got closer, the sharp sound of the wind got even closer, and he could almost feel the ice coldness of the fire tiger's sharp claws on the back of the sword. Knowing that he would definitely die, his heart was confused for a moment.
"One sword can shake mountains and rivers." Suddenly, a cool and sweet voice came from his ears.
Immediately afterwards, Gu Fenghua's graceful figure was seen passing by quickly, and a wooden stick in his hand was slammed behind him... Oh no, that was not a wooden stick, but a long sword, but the sword was not unsheathed.
, with handle and sheath wrapped in thick black silk cloth.
"What is she doing, is she going to die?" Xie Youran's heart arose with the same doubts that Luo Enen had earlier.
As soon as Gu Fenghua took action, the seven cyan holy beads between her eyebrows shone, revealing her true strength. It was exactly the same as Xie Youran's previous speculation. She had not yet reached the Soul Saint level, and was only the seventh level of the Dharma Saint. Such strength was comparable to
Soul Saint's sword-backed fire tiger, what else is it if it doesn't send you to death?
When people were even more speechless, she actually didn't take out the sword from its sheath, and just smashed it out like a stick with the sword in its sheath. This is not how you die, right?
Even if his life hangs by a thread, Xie Youran still feels like he can't laugh or cry. Are the students of Lingtian Academy so arrogant and ignorant?
"Bang!" There was a muffled sound from behind, and Xie Youran turned around subconsciously. Then, his eyes suddenly opened wide, and his mouth opened involuntarily, unable to close.