Chapter 18 Jade fingers to express the sorrow of separation

"A little later, I'm afraid everyone will be buried in the fire!" Qi Miao urged urgently.

"All right!" Duan Sanniang gritted her teeth, waved to the wall of the sunset lamp hanging on the heads of Qimiao and others, and spit out a word in her mouth, "Come on!"

The light on the top of the four people rotated for a while and fell back into Duan Sanniang's hand. She blew gently on the magic weapon, and the lamp was removed.

At this time, Zhou Hanzhi was shocked to find that he could move. They moved their stiff and numb joints and stood up separately.

The seven wonders are also a style. At this moment, everyone is furious, and there are twelve points of tension and panic on the faces of those people in black.

However, in Qimiao's eyes, this angry flame was already the ice and snow in early spring. She waved her sleeves, held her hand like a flower, and opened around, and gently spit out a cold air in her mouth. For a moment, Qi Miao was the center, and the vigorous cold air surrounded everyone, like a surging river setting off the huge wave, covering it. There are a ling of people.

Qi Miao shouted angrily, and the vigorous water vapor suddenly burst and rushed around. It was unparalleled. Even if the nine-headed dragon wandering in the sky was swept by the angry waves, it was also a wailing, and then turned into those red lights, and took back to the polar nine eyes of Mu Yanxi, a woman in red. In the dragon.

At this moment, the previous fire flowing in the sky was forced by the cold and melted completely.

The fiery star looked stunned, but saw the sea of fire subside. A woman in the middle, dressed in white, was like the vast blooming peony, blooming in this deep night and looked so beautiful.

In a blink of an eye, Mu Yan smiled again. She said loudly, "Very good, this woman in white belongs to me."

After saying that, he turned to the nine dragons, and Mu Yanxi turned into a meteor, with a flowing flame, cutting through the vast and lonely night sky, only seven wonderful.

Half of the twelve-star sword is here, and it is difficult to resist. Zhou Hanzhi thought for a moment and said to Hu Long, "It's easier to escape. Brother Hu, we will do the past and smile. You and I will run for our lives separately."

"Good!" Hu Long shouted, "Listen, break through the siege, and meet at the foot of the mountain!"

With his order, the people of Longhu Mountain shouted yes and immediately broke through the air, while Hu Long also took the hand of San Niang and turned into a mass of light to shoot out of the mountain.

"Brother!" Qi Miao took the fool's hand, but pushed Li Miaohua to Zhou Hanzhi, "Li Daochang is injured. Take her away!"

It turned out that Li Miaohua had previously been swept by a light on the wall and fell to the ground from the air. Later, she was punctured by Duan Sanniang. She was angry and really retrograde. She was hurt. Qi Miao wanted to take her away in person, but she thought for a little, but she felt that Zhou Hanzhi was the strongest, and Li Miaohua was the only one to take Li Miaohua. It is the most certain thing to give it to this person to take away.

Qi Miao's heart hung a little reluctantly and resolutely made up her mind, but she didn't know it. At this moment, she had put her life and death aside, and what she thought and cared about was the pink beauty in front of her.

Zhou Han was stunned when he heard the words, but saw Qi Miao pull up the fool and flew away without looking back. The woman in red shouted and chased after him with her sword.

"Sister!" A sister is better than a thousand words. Zhou Han stopped saying more, picked up Li Miaohua, and left with the sword.

"Let's go as soon as you want. How can it be so cheap?" Xu Donglai pulled out his sword on his back on the east wall and suddenly cut into the air.

In an instant, an unparalleled sword gas shot out, and one or two people in black in Longhu Mountain unfortunately stopped in front of the sword spirit, and they were split into two sections by it.

"One more blow" Xu Donglai shouted angrily again, waved the huge sword in his hands, and cut out another sharp sword spirit. This sword spirit is faster and more violent, directly to Zhou Hanzhi.

Zhou Hanzhi sweated on his forehead, holding the Tianzi fan in his backhand, and injected Huangting Zhenqi into the fan. He saw the faint light on the Tianzi fan, and the word Tianzi jumped on the paper again.

At this time, Xu Donglai's two sword spirits were mixed together, and its momentum was irresistible. He was rushing towards Zhou Hanzhi, but he saw the latter shouting at the moment when the sword spirit came to his body, he raised his hand and raised the Tianzi fan, which was a coincidence that he bounced these two swords into the sky.

He didn't dare to fight. Taking advantage of the gap, he turned Li Weihua on his back and turned into a light and retreated to him.

"Good!" Xu Dong came to cheer, but he smiled and said, "My heavenly heart is not so easy to melt away..." At this time, he made a move. The two domineering swords that had been bounced on the starry sky by Zhou Hanzhi were like life, followed his gesture and chased Zhou Hanzhi.

"This man belongs to me, Mo Cheng, go and deal with the others!" Xu Donglai laughed, raised the big sword, and rushed to Zhou Han.

It turned out that the swordsman standing with his hands in the south was Li Qianren's former friend Mo Cheng. He looked at the three people in the west and said coldly to Na Shamai:

"Shamai, you led the satellite and few satellites to kill the rest of Longhu Mountain, and then Hu Long and Duan Sanniang gave it to me."

"Hee hee, Mo Cheng, you can't call me. I won't listen to you." Shamai smiled strangely and slowly retreated with the two people beside him, hiding in the darkness

Mo Cheng frowned slightly, shook his body, spread his arms, danced in the wind in black, and flew away like a bally eagle.

Hu Long dragged Duan Sanniang to escape first. He said that he wanted everyone to go to the foot of the mountain to gather, but he deliberately played a trick. After flying for a while, his body folded and went to the city not far from the Falun Temple.

"Han, where are you going?" Duan Sanniang was surprised.

"Sanniang, the twelve-star sword is quite difficult to mess with. When they are all attracted to the foot of the mountain, we will go to the city to avoid it. Don't worry, I, Hu Long, will definitely keep you safe..."

When he finished speaking, Duan Sanniang couldn't react. In the night, a man came like a eagle. The two of them could not see his face clearly, but they heard Hu Long's scream. The left arm was cut off by this man with a sword.

A wave of blood sprinkled on the sky, and Hu Long was shocked and angry. When he was about to attack, he saw the man flying back again. He raised his sword in his hand, and his black robe flowed an invisible trajectory in the air like wings.

This man is Mo Cheng. Hu Long covered his broken arm and was surprised and said, "How do you know I didn't go to the bottom of the mountain?"

At this time, Mo Cheng swept by with another sword, Hu Long shouted, and another arm was cut off by him.

But when he heard Mo Cheng Zhanyan smile, he shook his head and said, "I also know that at a critical moment, you are going to abandon Duan Sanniang around you, or take her out to block a sword."