Bai Yuelu quietly looked at the flying sword.

In the eyes of the Northern Wei practitioners who had just appeared in the entrance of the True Yuan Heavy Armor not far away, she seemed to be waiting for death.

However, for her, she had done everything she could.

She had retreated to the right position.

She had led the flying sword to the right position and greatly slowed down the power and speed of the flying sword.

The next thing is to leave these partners she trusts.

A sword light lit up behind her.

The sword light was cold and beautiful, it was the knife she gave to Lin Yi.

But at this moment, the one who picked up the knife was Li Moxiao, who had just recovered from his breathing.

Li Moxiao was still coughing up blood.

He had coughed up purple-black blood clots before, but now he coughed up scarlet blood. The violent cough made his body almost twitch. However, his knife was extremely calm and stable, making people feel perfect.

This knife locked any direction of dodging the flying sword, and landed on the flying sword's sword with extremely accurate accuracy.

The cold and sharp blade cut the true energy that was permeated on the flying sword, making a slight sound of hot oil entering the pot.

The woman in red suddenly stopped breathing, and she had an extremely ominous premonition.

Li Moxiao's body was suddenly hit by an invisible hammer, and he staggered backwards.

But his knife was still cutting in while he was trying to retreat.

The blade cuts the true essence and drags it on the flying sword's sword, making a harsh sound.

An ordinary sword cannot leave any trace on this flying sword. The flying sword pursues lightness, so the material created must be the most advanced material in the hands of the craftsmen. However, Lin Yi's knife is not an ordinary sword.

A shallow knife mark appeared on the sword, cutting through the unspeakable runes on the sword.

Just as the exquisite makeup was painted with ink, the flying sword whineed as a shrill as a girl's scream, and then the light dimmed.

The woman in red lost control of the flying sword.

The dim flying sword flew out slanted and fell into the courtyard behind the side.

The woman in red shaking violently, and her body seemed to have been cut off in an instant, and she also carried a large amount of connected true energy.

The wound on her abdomen completely cracked and a large amount of blood gushed out.

Without any stop, her feet kept lit the ground and flew backwards, and the blood mist formed a dazzling blood rainbow in the air.

All the incredible divine light shining in her eyes.

Although she was not injured to death, her mood was the same as the Demon Sect’s subordinate who had already died before her death. She couldn’t believe that this was true.

She couldn't believe that two practitioners in the realm of divine thought joined forces and were defeated by the hands of four young practitioners.

The most important thing is that she felt that these four young practitioners were real monsters, and she even felt deeply timid and felt that she didn't want to fight with these four people anymore.

Lin Yi pulled the sword away from the dead Demon Sect subordinate.

As the sword body and the broken flesh separated, he felt dizzy, his body shook, and almost fell to the ground.

He supported the sword on the ground like a crutch, and pressed the bleeding wound with one hand.

The wound doesn't look big on the outside, but it's a terrible flower inside.

Under his pressure, he felt the bleeding from the wound gradually subsided, and he felt the joy of surviving the disaster.

"fine?"

Bai Yuelu put down her favor, she looked at Lin Yi and asked seriously.

Lin Yi looked at the direction of the woman in red escaping, smiled bitterly, and shook her head, "It's okay, I just can't chase you."

He just said this, and blood with slightly hot bubbles continued to flow out of the corners of his mouth.

Li Moxiao fell to the ground regardless of his image. He didn't even want to lift Lin Yi's knife. He pressed his hands on his chest and kept gasping violently. With every breath, a large amount of fresh air poured into his lungs, severe pain, extreme fatigue and weak weakness that could not be described in words spread throughout his body, making him wish he could just lie down, fall asleep, or even fall into a coma, which could directly help him get rid of this feeling.

Rong Yi's body was trembling constantly. He looked at Lin Yi, Bai Yuelu and Li Moxiao with concern. At this time, he did not think that his injuries were actually extremely serious. When his eyes swept over the dead Demon Sect member, his heart was filled with gratitude and fear.

Although they won this battle, they worked very hard. Even Lin Yi, who had given him everything before, almost died in battle.

Lin Yi wiped the blood off the corner of his mouth, and he took a breath with difficulty, patted Li Moxiao's shoulder sitting beside him.

He was still unwilling to leave the city at this time, but the four of them were close to their limits, but it was time to leave.

Four people who can have a tacit understanding between life and death in battle seem to understand what the other person is thinking very well in their daily lives.

Li Mo laughed, and then stood up with difficulty.

Among the four of them, Rong Yi looked the least embarrassed, but half of her clothes were also stained with blood. He, Lin Yi and Bai Yuelu both looked extremely injured and looked a little miserable.

Looking at this scene, the two True Energy Heavy Armors that had just arrived seemed a little ready to move.

Lin Yi's hand slowly fell from his neck. The blood in his wound had stopped, but a large mass of dried blood clotted on the skin of his neck, looking a little scary.

His eyes fell on these two true energy heavy armors with some provocation and disdain.

The cultivator among the two true energy heavy armors looked at his gaze, and a violent chill suddenly surged in his body. He did not dare to move forward, but retreated into the streets and alleys behind him.

Feeling that Lin Yi's injury did not worsen, Bai Yuelu's slightly frowning completely let go. She first used some medicine to herself, and then handed some internal medicine to Rong Yi and Li Moxiao. Then she nodded to Lin Yi and walked towards the body of the ascetic monk.

The body of this Demon Sect member has gradually become cold, but the flesh on his body still exudes divine light, giving people a rock texture that has been polished by wind and sun for many years in the desert.

She looked at the strange ring seal on the head of the Demon Sect, and the pictures and texts of poisonous snakes, leaves and mountain goats entangled. She didn't know what she thought of, but her brows frowned unconsciously.

She carefully checked the clothes and luggage on her back of the Demon Sect, and found two black medicine cakes and two different talismans. Apart from the soft sword and iron staff that fell on the other side, there was no unnecessary matter on the Demon Sect.

"The Magical Cake Medicine Cake. The spiritual medicine refined by the ascetic monk in the iron wasteland of the Mobei Mobei is not only able to replenish physical strength and restore a certain amount of true energy, but also enhance some consciousness in daily life. However, the medicinal properties are mixed, and taking too much will cause hallucination."
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