"Lu Yiye, do you have to fight to die together?" Tan Sheng roared again.

Lu Ye remained silent, but Li Baxian snorted coldly: "If you really have the ability, let's come to fight and see if it's you who die, or our brothers and sisters!"

Tan Sheng, who was fleeing ahead, almost gritted his teeth, thinking that he and Xia Liangju were both monks at the ninth level of Yunhe. When did the strong ones get so embarrassed by two Yunhe fourth- and fifth-layer chasers?

I'm afraid no one will believe it.

However, today, such a bizarre thing happened to them, how could they not be angry and aggrieved.

If it wasn't for the serious injuries, how would Lu Yiye and Li Baxian dare to act presumptuously in front of them?

It was because the injuries they received while fighting the wolves were so serious that the two of them couldn't even display 30% of their usual strength at this moment, and they couldn't even get rid of the enemy's pursuit.

Not only that, as time passed, the situation of the two became worse and worse, and the speed of the imperial weapon also slowed down.

If it continues like this, it will only be a matter of time before Lu Yiye and Li Baxian catch up.

"Brother Xia!" Tan Sheng turned his head to look at Xia Liang who was at the side, and saw that this powerful swordsman from the Mad Sword Sect was as pale as paper and his breath was disordered, but his eyes were still as sharp as a knife.

When entangled with the wolves before, Xia Liang suffered more serious injuries than him, because Xia Liang showed stronger strength than him, so the wolves targeted Xia Liang even more, which caused most of the pressure to be lost. On Xia Liang.

Facing Tan Sheng's inquiry, Xia Liang said a word coldly: "War!"

There is no way to escape, if they continue like this, their condition will get worse and worse, and when the fuel is exhausted, they may not even be qualified to fight.

Taking advantage of the power to fight now, maybe there is a chance to kill those two people, after all, they are only two Yunhe fourth and fifth layers.

Although Tan Sheng knew that this was not the best way to deal with it, but there was no better way, he nodded slightly: "Then fight!"

When the words fell, the two flew straight down, and after a while, they landed one after another.

The state of the two of them is no longer suitable for fighting in the air, which will consume more power, so fighting on the ground is the best choice.

Just after the two fell down, Lu Ye and Li Baxian followed closely, standing still less than a hundred feet away from them.

The four pairs of eyes collided in the air, and there was a faint fire, and the atmosphere in the mountains suddenly became chilling.

Li Baxian grabbed the wine gourd on his waist, took a sip casually, and said softly, "Little brother, which one do you choose?"

Lu Ye stared at Xia Liang, and slowly walked forward.

Li Baxian nodded: "Then I want the rest." When the words fell, he opened his mouth and spit out, and more than ten flying swords went straight to Tan Sheng.

Flying swords shuttled through the void, and attacked Tan Sheng one after another. A long spear in Tan Sheng's hand shook out blossoming spear flowers, blocking the incoming flying sword, and the sound of jingling was endless. In the face of this fierce and intensive offensive, he was able to defend impenetrably, and even had enough energy to counterattack. Against the attacks of many flying swords, he kept pressing in the direction of Li Baxian.

Li Baxian is a sword cultivator, and he is the purest kind of sword cultivator. Facing such an enemy, Tan Sheng knew that he must not distance himself, otherwise there would be no chance to deal with the sword cultivator under continuous flying swords. In fact, it is somewhat similar to dealing with Faxiu, so if you want to get closer, don't give Jianxiu room to control his sword.

But even close combat is more dangerous than dealing with Dharma cultivators, because sword cultivators are military cultivators themselves, and personal combat is commonplace for sword cultivators.

Li Baxian grabbed the wine gourd in his hand again, took a big gulp, and hiccupped when he was satisfied, swords rang out from behind him, and more flying swords spread out. The shooting and killing made it difficult for Tan Sheng to advance an inch.

On one side, the fight was in full swing, on the other side, Lu Ye and Xia Liang's figures were rushing together.

Both of them are military masters who use swords, and one of them was born in the Crazy Sword Sect. He is the most orthodox swordsman.

Compared with swordsmen, swordsmen are not lacking in killing and cutting, and they have more courage to move forward.

So even if Xia Liang was seriously injured at the moment, even if his face was pale, facing an opponent whose cultivation base was several levels lower than his own, he didn't have the slightest intention of shrinking back. JrNovels.com