"Puff!" The silver-eyed Fenghu was the first to be attacked and was slashed in half by Shi Jianhao's sword with all his strength. Before the power of the long sword was exhausted, another sword slashed into the body of the thorn-tailed barbarian pig.

It was not until this time that Shi Jianhao realized something was wrong. His long sword only split the thorn-tailed barbarian pig in half, and it was deeply embedded in its tough thick skin and hard sternum, and it could not be plucked out for a while.

Not good! Shi Jianhao's heart sank.

"Roar!" At this moment, the huge head of the Frost Wolf appeared in front of her, and opened her hideous mouth and bit Shi Jianhao.

"It's over!" Shi Jianhao's heart sank into the bottom of the valley instantly, and his whole body felt cold. The long sword was still embedded in the body of the thorn-tailed barbarian pig. He was bare-handed and fist-free at all, and he could not resist the frost wolf with a level 5. There was only one word waiting for him: Death!

"Jianhao!" Xie Youran, who was fighting with all his strength to resist the sword-backed fire tiger, moved his feet and blocked Shi Jianhao's face, holding the long sword and slashing straight down.

Between his eyebrows, a red holy bead flashed suddenly.

"Clang!" Xue Han's sword edge slashed on the sharp and slender fangs, and a string of sparks splashed out. The frost giant wolf was shocked and took several steps back.

With one sword, he shook away the frost giant wolf and saved Shi Jianhao, but there was no trace of joy in Xie Youran's eyes.

Because he was also shocked by the recoil force and took seven or eight steps, his arms were sore and numb. At this moment, the sword-backed fire tiger behind him had already chased him, waving his sharp claws and grabbed him in front of him.

Even without turning around, Xie Youran could feel the sharp storm, and even imagined the light of death flashing on the sharp claws made of steel in his mind.

His strength is almost the same as the sword-backed Fire Tiger. In order to save Shi Jianhao, he instantly burst out the holy energy to the extreme. At this time, he felt a sense of weakness in his body, and it was impossible to block the fatal blow of the sword-backed Fire Tiger.

"Are you going to die?" Xie Youran's eyes showed helplessness and despair.

He did not regret saving Shi Jianhao. He grew up together since childhood. They were friends, partners, and relatives. How could he watch Shi Jianhao die tragically on the spot?

But he was still young after all, and had reached the realm of Soul Saint under twenty. He was regarded by his grandfather and several uncles as a cultivation genius who had met once in a hundred years in Piaoyun Valley. It was also the hope of Piaoyun Valley's revitalization of the family liner. How could he be willing to die like this under the sharp claws of the monster?

As he got closer, the sharp sound of the wind became closer. He could almost feel the coldness of the sword-backed fire tiger's sharp claws as iron as iron. He knew that he would die, but his heart was confused for a moment.

"A sword will shake the rivers and mountains." A cool and pleasant shout suddenly came from his ears.

Immediately afterwards, Gu Fenghua's graceful figure swept past, and a wooden stick in his hand slammed behind him... Oh no, it was not a wooden stick, but a long sword, but the sword was not sheathed, and the handle was wrapped in a thick black silk cloth with a sheath.

"What is she doing? Is she going to die?" Xie Youran felt the same doubt as Luo Enen had earlier.

As soon as Gu Fenghua made a move, the seven green holy beads shining between his eyebrows showed his true strength, exactly the same as Xie Youran's previous speculation. She had not reached the Soul Saint yet, but was only the seventh grade of the Dharma Saint. With such strength, she would not fight against the sword-backed fire tiger that is comparable to the Soul Saint. What is it to die?

When it was even more speechless, she didn't even shed her sword, and she smashed it out like a stick, just like a sword. This is not what she gave to death, right?

Even though his life was hanging on the line, Xie Youran still felt amused and laughed. Are the students of Lingtian Academy so arrogant and ignorant?

"Bang!" A muffled sound came from behind. Xie Youran subconsciously turned around, and then suddenly opened his eyes wide, and his mouth couldn't help but open, and he couldn't even close it.
Chapter completed!