"you……"

Su Xiran raised his staff and wisps of flames rose all over his body, blocking Lao Ding.

"I advise you not to seek death."

Zhu Yingluan suddenly flew over, and the double airflow of ice and fire on the long sword lingered. A heavy sword swept across, and immediately smashed Su Xiran's body. At the same time, the five fingers of the God's Dance opened, and a lightning chain directly hit Su Xiran's body, so that Su Xiran, who fell into the room next to him, was already dying in an instant.

"Enough!"

A figure fell from the sky. It was He Yi. A shield strike in the air knocked back Zhu Yingluan's long sword. The shield hit the ground heavily, and the floor chips splashed. At this time, He Yi was surrounded by strands of golden air. After a shield strike completed the attack, his body spiraled, and the Divine Vine Sword with a golden glow on Zhu Yingluan's chest.

"Bang--"

Zhuying was hit hard, her body retreated, and her expression became even more ugly. She smiled grimly: "On the water side, on the water side, when you come to this world, you are still looking for death? But since you want to die, I will fulfill you, but this time you still have a broken sand and sinking from the sky to save you?"

He Yi's pretty face shrouded Han Shuang: "Lu Chen has his own Lu Chen's work to do. As for me, he also has his own mission. No matter what, I will never let you kill Lost Ye, he cannot die..."

"Can you decide?"

Zhuying shouted wildly: "Do you do something for me and kill her!"

A ray of afterimage flew first, and a loud "peng" hit He Yi's shield heavily. It was a charge from Lie Fengying. For a moment, He Yi's pretty face lost its color and lost his power of movement in a short time. At the same time, the Dance of God raised his staff, and the second meteorite rolled down, and the dragon roared in waves, and a ray of dragon-shaped light and shadow fell from the sky, hitting He Yi's shoulder heavily.

Meteorite technique!

Dragon Fallen Technique!

Once an uncontrolled mage has the opportunity to do all his strength, it is an invincible existence. For the heavy equipment profession, such a mage is like a nightmare, not to mention that the Divine Dance is Zhulong’s number one mage. The Zhulong Guild has smashed countless resources and huge costs on her. In addition, the Divine Dance itself is also extremely powerful, such a mage is indeed not something He Yi can resist.

"flame!"

The Dance of God raised his scepter, and in an instant, He Yi's body had turned into a sea of ​​fire.

“EVE!”

Lao Ding shouted.

"Back!"

He Yi turned around and gently pushed Lao Ding with the hilt of the sword, pushing him away from the sea of ​​fire, and he was hit by Zhu Yingluan's three consecutive swords again, and he was already vomiting blood, especially the injuries on his shoulders and chest, which were fatal.

“Hahahahaha~~~”

When He Yi raised the Divine Vine Sword and swung a golden light, Zhu Yingluan suddenly sank to avoid it, slid under his feet, as flexible as a swimming fish, and instantly appeared beside He Yi. The blade was like a poisonous snake, devouring the opponent's weak defense several times in a row, while Lie Fengying swung the sword and shook the shield head-on. In addition, the single damage of the Dragon Meteorology of the Dance of God, He Yi could not resist it even if he was flesh.

"Plop..."

A few seconds later, He Yi fell to the ground, vomiting blood from his mouth, unable to hold on.

"Peng!"

With a light sound, a blue and white porcelain vase bloomed on Zhu Yingluan's forehead. It was Lao Ding who took action. He couldn't bear to watch He Yi die in battle, and finally took action. A vase fell accurately on Zhu Yingluan's forehead. He roared angrily: "You bunch of bastards!"

"oh?!"

Zhuying Ran looked up at him, showed a grim smile, and said, "Feng Ying, Xiao Wu, He Yi has left it to you, I'll go and solve the loss of leaves."

"Don't worry."

Liefengying shook He Yi's shield and armor with one sword after another, and his face was full of bloodthirsty smiles, as if he had never been so happy in his life.

"Dadada..."

Zhuying Ran wore a armor and his battle boots walked step by step, his lips covered in ferociousness: "It's time to save yourself. Don't you have to ask your heart? OK, after you die, you'll succeed in asking your heart."

"Son of a bitch!"

Lao Ding looked at He Yi who was gradually falling to the ground, and his heart was as if he was shattered. He picked up a chair and smashed it hard at Zhu Yingluan.

Zhuying raised his arms and the chair burst. The next second he flew forward, and his five fingers clamped Lao Ding's throat like an eagle claw. With a "bang", he pressed him heavily on the wall and smiled: "Look, you are really not at all struggling. The protagonists in your works are not so panicked when they are on the verge of despair..."

Lao Ding was confused and desperate.

...

However, in the next second, Zhuying Ran, God's Dance, Lie Fengying almost stopped together and looked out the window on the tenth floor.

"Roar~~~"

There, the dragon roar trembled people's hearts, countless black dragon shadows condensed, and there was also a figure that seemed to be walking on a dragon's body, wearing armor and a cloak flying, and it was indescribable handsomeness, but the evil spirit between the eyebrows made people feel a little palpitations. He came, the dragon warrior Li Chengfeng, also the legendary dark Li Chengfeng.

"The legendary brave man is here..."

Zhu Yingluan suddenly threw Lao Ding away with one hand, turned around and sneered, "How about you come here... do you want to get a share of the pie, or do you want to make a sword on Lost Leaf's corpse to make yourself feel more comfortable."

Outside the window, Li Chengfeng opened the window with a sword and stepped in, his expression cold. He first glanced at the miserable state of the lost leaves, with a hint of disgust in his expression, and then looked at He Yi, who was kneeling on the ground, his armor was broken and covered in blood. Suddenly, there was a hint of indescribable disappointment and anger in Li Chengfeng's eyes.

"Li Chengfeng."

The Dance of God held the staff and frowned: "You are late, and the lost leaves are already the spoils of our Zhulong."

"Li Chengfeng!"

Her body was covered in scratches, especially when the pain came from her arm was severely painful, she staggered and stood up, leaning on the wall behind her, looking at Li Chengfeng, and said, "I know you have resentment in your heart, and I also know that you are just Li Chengfeng's inner demon, but... Li Chengfeng had the inner demon first. After all, you are still a member of Gu Jian. Can you really watch He Yi, the leader of Gu Jian, die in battle!?"

Li Chengfeng gritted his teeth and looked hesitant.

There was also a hint of disappointment in Lao Ding's eyes and said, "Yes, you are the inner demon, but you still carry Li Chengfeng's personality. Are you the kind of person who does not distinguish right from wrong? Shouldn't your biggest mortal enemy be Zhu Yingluan? When did he become a lost leaf? Will Li Chengfeng, who led 50,000 elite swordsmen in the Valley of Life and Death, sacrificed his life in such a state of right from wrong? If you really do this, it would be too disappointing."

"Shut up!"

Li Chengfeng suddenly rose, his body filled with strong dragon energy, and he roared angrily: "What should I, Li Chengfeng, do you need your Lost Leaf to teach me?"

Before he finished speaking, he suddenly shot up and the left fist was filled with a strong fire dragon airflow. With a "peng" sound, it hit Zhu Yingluan's abdomen. Suddenly, the leader of the Zhulong alliance flew out. The moment he hit the wall, Li Chengfeng had already slashed his forehead with a sword, directly slashing through multiple protective sword auras, slashing Zhu Yingluan's head with blood.

"Damn it!"

Lie Fengying flew away, but before he could get close to him, Li Chengfeng had already swept out, and his ankle was covered with the aura of a green dragon, like a green dragon swaying his tail. With a loud "puff", it was like a ball, and instantly knocked Lie Fengying's body out, crashed directly through the floor, and flew out of the stairs. Before he landed, it turned into sporadic data and died.

Any character who escapes into darkness is strengthened. It is natural that Li Chengfeng is so strong that he is naturally of reason.

"Li Chengfeng, you..."

The Dance of God looked gloomy and hurriedly raised his staff, and the Dragon Falcon Technique locked on Li Chengfeng.

"Play dragon-type tactics with me?"

Li Chengfeng raised his eyebrows, and his eyebrows were full of rebelliousness and arrogance. Even though he was short, his body rushed out like lightning. Straws of fiery red dragon scales appeared on his head and neck, which hit the waist and eyes of God's Wu. Then he slapped out with a palm, and countless dragon-type energy surged out like a tsunami, directly dispersing God's Wu's body.

"puff!"

The armor broke on his chest. When Li Chengfeng looked down, a sharp sword tip came out of his chest. Just as he killed the Gods Dance in seconds, Zhu Yingluan sneaked into his chest with a sword attacking from behind.

“Hahahaha~~~”

Li Chengfeng couldn't help laughing: "Zhuying is a candle, and if you do anything, you can't change your life, and you can't eat it!"

As he said that, he suddenly leaned back his head, and the back of his head was covered with the brilliance of flames, and hit Zhu Yingluan's forehead heavily. Then he kicked him sideways and shook Zhu Yingluan away. He ignored the injuries on his chest, like a crazy god who fell into darkness. Behind him, a wisp of green dragon, a wisp of fire dragon, a wisp of silver dragon, and a wisp of wind dragon's magic, walked towards Zhu Yingluan step by step, sneering: "Although Lost Leaf is a bastard, he has something right, first there is Li Chengfeng and then there is an inner demon. How could I, Li Chengfeng, watch He Yi, die in front of me, and remain indifferent?"

"you!"

Zhu Yingluan was first severely injured by Lin Yixin, but now he was beaten by Li Chengfeng again. His body was already shaking. He fell under the pillar and held the wound. He almost couldn't stand up. He gritted his teeth and said, "Li Chengfeng, you stupid, you the number one stupid guy in the world, have you forgotten that you are just an inner demon? Kill the Lost Leaf, you and I can be saved. At this moment, you believe in the Lost Leaf's deception, are you willing to be used by him?"

Li Chengfeng laughed loudly, a little crazy, and his face was full of disappointment: "I am only loyal to my own heart, He Yi cannot die... And you must die. Isn't you Zhuying Luan also my inner demon? If you can't kill Xu Luoye, you Zhuying Luan will make a fortune!"

"You idiot..."

Zhu Yingluan was about to speak again, but he had already penetrated his throat with a sword. The next moment, Li Chengfeng kicked Zhu Yingluan's head away, and his body turned into sporadic data and scattered light.

...

He stood up, blood flowing in his chest, and when he turned around, he looked at Xu Luoye with a cold look.

In front of Lao Ding, Lin Yixin, covered in bruises, held her long sword and her hair was messy, but when she looked at Li Chengfeng, she was not afraid at all.
Chapter completed!