Chapter 270 In a desperate situation

At this time, the golden sword pillar and the red light pillar were entangled. The more they rotated with each other, the tighter they tightened. The two forces collided fiercely with the sword spirit, even if there was a devastating explosion.

At that moment, Yan Nantian and Meng Feiyan, who were watching the battle, screamed repeatedly. It was too late to rescue them, so they had to look forward anxiously.

In the air, the noise is like thunder, and the sky is full of light.

During the explosion, the two figures were scattered, and their mouths kept humming.

The Moon Soul Sword had retreated in advance. At this time, when he saw the two of them appear, he immediately waved his sword and attacked. Hundreds of swords fused into a sword in an instant and appeared on Yan Feier's chest.

Her body moved back, and Yan Feier's face was pale. Just after the battle with Long Huafei, her body was greatly injured.

At this time, she had not recovered her breath, and the ensuing attack came again.

Looking at the sword, Yan Feier was furious. Before she had time to dodge, she had to cross the chest of the sword and resolve the sword as much as possible.

However, at this time, she is already injured, and her defense seems to be extremely hasty. How can she resolve the inevitable blow of the Moon Soul Sword? The body trembled and the dagger bounced open.

Yan Feier rotated with her strength, and Xuanzhi avoided the sword, but there was endless blood in her mouth, which was hurt by this sharp sword spirit.

The moon soul sword is chasing closely, and the continuous sword is like a shadow, which does not give Yan Feier a breath.

When Long Huafei saw this situation, he immediately withdrew and appeared beside the Moon Shadow God.

Seeing this, Xiaohua knew that it was not good. He immediately roared, and the Zhenyuan in his body quickly mobilized. With extremely firm determination, he promoted the skill of "three points of return" and lay a strong defensive boundary outside his body.

With a cold smile, Long Huafei exchanged a wink with the Moon Shadow God.

The two of them attacked left and right at the same time, and the sharp sword light condensed into two rotating golden sword pillars outside Xiaohua's body, firmly setting Xiaohua in the middle.

In the sky, the yuan god of the soul-chasing sword is moving quickly, laying a layer of defensive light shield, obviously to prevent Xiaohua from escaping from the sky.

In the face of this situation, Xiaohua tried his best to defend himself, and the supreme formula of Taoism played an amazing power. When the two sword pillars were sandwiched, he resisted the terrible force.

Long Huafei and Moon Shadow God were surprised.

exchanged a look again, and the two roared in unison, urged the Aoyue sword with the heart secret of the proud moon, and quickly launched the second attack.

This time.

They walked with the sword at the opposite angle of rotation.

The bright sword light closed in an instant, and with the help of the power of rotation to cooperate with his own strength, it bursts out with the strongest blow.

Around, the wind is harsh, and the time and space are turbulent.

The distorted space lightning roared, and the expression of the spectators changed greatly.

Tieshan and Lianxin shouted uneasily.

With a low roar, Xiaohua turned his mind slightly. While the enemy attacked, his body turned in the air and rushed straight up.

As for Xiaohua, he was not reckless by nature. Knowing that he could not do anything, he immediately chose to protect himself.

In this way, the three people launched at the same time, Xiaohua's body only rose to half, and the attack of Long Huafei and Moon Shadow God had already hit.

The body trembled.

Xiaohua clenched his lips.

While resisting the pressure on the outside world, work hard to improve.

blink.

Xiaohua rushed to the sky under the pressure of Long Huafei and the Moon Shadow God, and hit the defense light shield laid by the Yuanshen who chased the soul sword.

At that time, Xiaohua's upward momentum slowed down and his body was damaged again.

But he endured the serious injury, and the heart-eating sword in his hand tried his best, pierced the light mask on the top of his head, and stabbed the soul-chasing sword.

At that time, the screams sounded from the air.

It's not a big deal to be stabbed with a sword after the soul of the body of the Yuanshen.

But the sword in Xiaohua's hand is the weapon of heaven and earth, which has fatal damage to the local god or soul of the monk, and can easily devour the yuan god and soul.

Breaking out of the top, Xiaohua's blood went straight down. Looking at the screaming and struggling soul-chasing sword, he couldn't help laughing and said, "I didn't expect that the master of Aoyue Villa was also so afraid of death. It really makes people all over the world laugh."

The moon shadow god said angrily, "Sit, don't stop as soon as possible."

Xiaohua smiled coldly, regardless of his serious injury, and retorted, "Shut it up? Well, as long as you kill yourself with your sword, I won't do it anymore."

Long Huafei hummed softly, "You dream, do you think it's fun?" In the questioning, Long Huafei suddenly came and shot a sword straight at Xiaohua's wrist.

"I want to save people, but it's too late."

The evil sword swirled, the light shone, with an unwilling roar, Xiaohua moved several feet across and avoided it.

The moon shadow god sneered angrily, and his body flashed. Before Xiaohua stopped, the long sword in his hand turned over, and the roaring sword rolled over with hundreds of swords, like a river falling down. He didn't give Xiaohua any chance, and enveloped him in an instant.

In the face of danger, Xiaohua laughed. When he couldn't retreat completely, he clenched the sword with both hands, rotated in the air, and rushed to the Moon Shadow God in a gyro-like way. It was a desperate move to attack but not defend.

The Moon Shadow God was slightly surprised, but he had always been good at killing people, and he did not dodge at the moment. He confronted Xiaohua hard.

In the blink of an eye, the swords of the two sides collided fiercely, and countless swords shuttled back in the narrow space, forming a closed area, with flesh and blood flying inside and screaming.

"Xiaohua---Xiaohua---" The deafening roar came from the mouth of Tieshan and Lianxin.

They are extremely worried about the situation of Xiaohua and can only express it in this way.

Yan Feier sensed this situation and couldn't help screaming. She wanted to help, but because she was seriously injured, she couldn't get rid of the entanglement of the moon soul sword.

The situation of Xiao Canghai is similar. The moment Long Huafei withdrew, he already understood Long Tengyun's plan. Although he was very anxious, Long Moyi and Yun Yan attacked crazily, forcing him to think too much.

The golden light flashed, and the sword light was broken.

In the battle, Xiaohua and Yueying Shenjun flew out separately, leaving bright red blood flowers in the air.

In this fight, Xiaohua's situation was very bad. His whole body was covered with wounds, and his whole body was almost complete. His whole body was bloody.

Moon Shadow God is in a slightly better condition, and there are relatively few wounds on his body.

However, he was invaded by the heart-eating sword spirit and invaded the meridians, which was also regarded as a serious injury.

Shaking on the ground, Xiaohua left five blood footprints on the ground. His pale face was covered with black air, and his eyes were full of the light of hatred.

The moon shadow god landed slightly, gritted his teeth and stared at Xiaohua, and said harshly, "The boy is cruel enough. I have to get rid of you with my own hands today."

Long Huafei raised his eyebrows slightly, looked at the seriously injured Xiaohua, and said in a low voice, "Today's war is of great importance.

You take the opportunity to heal the wound and let me clean him up.

The moon shadow god hesitated, glanced at Long Tengyun, and saw that he nodded in agreement.

I had to say reluctantly, "Okay, just give it to you."

Long Huafei's face was indifferent.

Slowly push up with a long sword in hand.

"Kon, it's time for you to pay the price for killing our digital masters today.

Scome to death."

The sword trembled, the sword spirit flew, and the fine sword sounded through the air.

appeared in front of Xiaohua's heart in the blink of an eye.

"Flash, Xiaohua--fast--ah."

With one voice.

Tieshan and Lianxin shouted loudly.

Yan Nantian was a little sentimental. He was about to rescue him when he heard the warning of the elder of Aoyue Villa.

"It's better not to be reckless, otherwise the consequences--hum---" Knowing that someone has always been on guard at Aoyue Villa, Yan Nantian couldn't help smiling bitterly and reached out to hold Meng Feiyan, signaling her not to waste her mind.

In the face of a fierce sword, Xiaohua was not afraid at all. Although he knew that Long Huafei would continue to fight back, he still chose to fight back.

to show your strength.

Yan Feier and Xiao Canghai sensed that Xiaohua's situation was not good.

The two of them fought back hard, trying to get rid of the entanglement and save him.

Unfortunately, it is subject to the reality.

Liu Yunyang and Long Tianxiao stared at each other for a long time, and then launched a fierce battle. They were highly focused and had no time to take care of Xiaohua at all.

In this way, Xiaohua is in danger without assistance. How will he face this must-kill move? On the chest of the horizontal sword, Xiaohua blocked Long Huafei's heart-piercing sword with a heart-eating sword, and his whole body was shaken back a few steps and almost fell down.

Long Huafei could not take the opportunity with one blow. The long sword in his hand roared and turned, and it was divided into six in the blink of an eye, forming a hexagonal diamond-shaped sword array, and closing towards Xiaohua in the middle.

Hissing and roaring, Xiaohua's eyes were round and convex, and he mentioned the remaining Zhenyuan in his body. All of them were injected into his right arm and fought back with his sword.

In the blink of an eye, the sword light closed, and the sword spirit was heavy, like the mountain pressure converged into one, shaking Xiaohua in one fell swoop, and his body was like a fallen leaf, floating in the bloody rain.

On the verge of death, Xiaohua did not succeed. He was severely damaged by Long Huafei's sword. His whole body was in disorder, and his life entered the last moment.

At that time, regret came to Xiaohua's mind. He was unwilling, but what could he do? In mid-air, Xiaohua felt tired. He knew that after landing, he might die in the hands of Long Huafei. This will be the last moment of his life. What should he think about? Death, those who are tired of people.

Xiaohua is not afraid or regretful. He just feels that he has not done enough, and there are still too many things left to Yunyang, which makes him feel guilty.

In addition, Xiaohua thought of Tieshan, Lianxin and Xiaogui, brotherhood, and the love of the same family. It is difficult for him to give up, but there are gains and losses. This is what he expected early in the morning, and he did not force it.

In addition, there is a trace of a beautiful dream in Xiaohua's heart, which is a wisp of wind that he inadvertently left in his heart - "Xiaohua - Xiaohua -" The harsh sadness permeated the wind, Tieshan and Lianxin both let out a heartbreaking scream, trying to stop everything, but in addition to adding There was a smile on the corners of Long Tengyun's mouth. Although it was just a small role (Xiaohua), the current Aoyue Villa needs to be encouraged by victory.

Around, the masters of good and evil who watched the battle were highly concerned, and everyone was guessing and waiting for the final result.

After several fights, Xiaohua killed the enemy bravely. Will he die in the hands of Long Huafei this time? If you die, how will the war change? If he doesn't die, who can save him, Yunyang?