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Chapter 77 Resist

He really didn't want Zhuo Xiaowan to be unlucky, and he liked Zhuo Xiaowan no matter what, he didn't want to take her to bury her when she died.

Zhuo Xiaowan frowned and looked at him deeply.

At this time, Senior Brother Song still has the heart to joke about what the same fate is, he is really a big heart.

Is this how free and easy it can only be seen through life and death?

"What a deep affectionate fellow disciple!" Fang Mingxi chuckled, with a very strong sarcasm.

Song Yunge said: "Senior Fang wants to kill Junior Sister Zhuo? She has nothing to do with Mo Yunfan!"

"She has nothing to do with Yun Fan, but it has something to do with you!" Fang Mingxi said with a slight silence: "How can I not do it because I make you sad and painful?"

Song Yunge said: "Kill me, at most you will destroy you Qingluya. If you kill Junior Sister Zhuo, it will be hard for you Qingluya to die!... Are you alone?"

"Without Yun Fan, I will be alone. It doesn't matter who dies, as long as you die!" Fang Mingxi chuckled: "At this point, you still don't give up? You have to rely on the power of your Tianyue Mountain, which is ridiculous!"

"Senior Fang, then we can only fight to the death." Song Yunge sighed and shook his head, looking at Zhuo Xiaowan.

Zhuo Xiaowan could see the sign in his eyes.

He wanted to entangle her and let himself escape first. If he could escape for a while, don't waste his life here for nothing.

She shook her head gently.

She is an absolutely rational person and knows that even if she escapes, she can't escape. Instead, she is worse than fighting against Song Yunge. She can't beat her, but she may be able to hurt Fang Mingxi.

Fang Mingxi is the leader of Qingluya. She was once famous for a while and was a rare genius. She could reach the level of Sword Marquis at this age and would not disappoint her reputation.

She suddenly understood Song Yunge's situation at that time. When she reached this point, she would have to go beyond two levels.

Life is hard to save, so how can I control it? How can I control it? Is there any barrier to state?

Song Yunge waved his hand and said to Fang Mingxi: "Senior Fang, you are extremely resentful to Qingluya? Is it because of Mo Yunfan?"

He pondered: "Qinglu Cliff doesn't seem to treat Mo Yunfan insignificantly. Why do Senior Fang still do this?...Well, is it because of Mo Yunfan's father?"

"Shut up!" Fang Mingxi stopped shouting.

At this moment, Song Yunge condensed all his spiritual power into the Taiyin Divine Needle and shot it out.

Fang Mingxi's body suddenly lit up, and a lightsword suddenly appeared in the void behind his head, a long sword condensed from warm white light.

The lightsaber flashed, and her eyes burst out like cold electricity: "Good boy, sinister enough!"

Song Yunge sighed inwardly.

The Taiyin Divine Needle really cannot hurt the Jianhou, and the Heavenly Sword can block the Taiyin Divine Needle!

The so-called sword marquis is a marquis named by the Nine Heavens. He can be given a sword of heaven, not just to attract the vitality outside the sky.

This Tian Sword is condensed by the vital energy of Tianwai Tian and does not appear normally. Only by activating the heart method of Tianwai Tian and hooking the majestic vital energy of Tianwai Tian can it be condensed.

He is not a sword marquis, so he doesn't know what it is. Outsiders cannot control this light sword. If he is not the master of the sword, he will be attacked when touched.

According to his understanding, this Tianjian is a laser sword, which looks light, but is as sharp as mud, and is urged without any strength.

No matter how sharp a sword is, if it does not have enough power to protect it, it cannot withstand the attack of the sky sword. It will definitely be broken when encountered.

He asked Zhuo Xiaowan to leave quickly, and there was no possibility of winning at all. If he was below Jianhou, he could still surpass the level, but when he reached Jianhou, it would be impossible.

The commander of the Four Spirit Guards is Jianhou, because Jianhou is a real qualitative change and is crushing the level below the Jianhou.

"I'll die!" Fang Mingxi shouted suddenly, reached out to hold the light sword behind his head. The light sword suddenly turned into a ray of light, and instantly brought Fang Mingxi to him and swung it silently.

Zhuo Xiaowan didn't even have time to activate the Over Heaven Art twice, and only once, the long sword as brilliant as the storm of the sun had fallen above Song Yunge's head.

Her heart sinks.

Next, Song Yunge must be divided into two parts. The Heavenly Sword cannot be stopped and can split all obstacles.

"Swish!" With a light roar, Song Yunge's long sword drew a strange arc.

"Bang!" The lightsaber bounced up, and Song Yunge's long sword bounced up.

The long sword flew ten feet away with Song Yunge.

Zhuo Xiaowan was shocked and even forgot to activate the second Over-the-Sky Art.

Not only Zhuo Xiaowan, but Fang Mingxi also widened his eyes in shock.

Her withered appearance was a mask, which covered her surprise, but her voice suddenly became cold: "Okay! OK!"

The sky sword burst out again, brilliant and dazzling, and instantly slashed over Song Yunge's head, insisting on splitting him.

"Swish!" Song Yunge drew a strange arc again.

"Bang!" He flew backwards again and spewed out a blood arrow in the air.

The violent force was destroying his body.

Although this sword technique can block the power of the Heavenly Sword, the gap in realm cannot be erased.

He is the sword master, but the power uploaded by the sword is the sword master. The difference between the two realms is like a flood facing a gurgling stream.

The Great Demon Heavenly Sacrifice Technique tried desperately to quickly repair the injury.

"Come again!" Fang Mingxi shouted without believing in evil. The sky sword flashed and brought her across the sky, slashing again.

"Swish!" Song Yunge drew an arc in the air and met the sword of heaven.

"Bang!" He accelerated his shot far away, and suddenly laughed: "Fang Mingxi, what are you doing to me!"

Zhuo Xiaowan watched them go away and knew that Song Yunge deliberately led Fang Mingxi away and gave him a chance to escape.

Her bright eyes flashed.

Reason and emotion are in a confrontation, and reason allows her to escape quickly. No matter how strong Song Yunge is, he will never survive. He just blocks a few more swords.

But her emotions made her unable to escape alone, feeling ashamed and incompetent, weak and powerless.

Reason told her again that she would endure humiliation and escape first, then get promoted to Jianhou as soon as possible, and then take revenge and revenge.

But sentiment still prevented it.

In the end, she gritted her teeth and smiled self-deprecatingly. After all, she was no different from others, and she still let the sentiment prevail.

Her white clothes fluttered toward Song Yunge's laughter.

Song Yunge laughed loudly and seemed to be not seriously injured. He could hold on for a while, enough to improve himself to the half-step Sword Marquis.

She wanted to activate the second Over Heaven Art to reach the half-step Sword Marquis. Even if she could not obtain the lightsaber, her vitality purity would be far superior.

A soft shout came from his ear: "Xiaowan!"

She turned her head suddenly.

A middle-aged man was standing on the top of a tree with a smile, wearing a wide brown robe slowly shaking, looking at her with a kind face.

"Uncle Luo!" Zhuo Xiaowan said hurriedly: "Have you seen Uncle Luo, go and save Senior Brother Song!"

Luo Shiying waved her hand with a smile: "No hurry, no hurry!"

Zhuo Xiaowan was anxious: "Uncle Luo, senior brother, he won't last long!"

Luo Shiying shook her head and smiled, and said slowly: "He can hold on. I'm afraid that you will use the Over-the-Sky Art twice, and that will be more than worth the loss!"

Zhuo Xiaowan frowned: "I haven't used it for the second time yet, Uncle Luo, are you always behind us?"

"No," Luo Shiying nodded slightly and smiled: "I didn't expect that Xiao Song was so amazing and could still block the sword Marquis!"

Zhuo Xiaowan listened to the laughter coming from afar.

The voice was already far away. As she focused, she could still hear Song Yunge's voice became weak and could not be dragged down.

"Don't worry, this kid can't die." Luo Shiying said slowly with a smile.

Zhuo Xiaowanyu's face was solemn and she glared at him coldly.
Chapter completed!
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