If it was an ordinary woman, at this moment, she might not be able to do anything except crying helplessly. But Leng Ruobing was not an ordinary woman after all. In this situation, she quickly thought about ways to help Xiao Zheng.

It is not possible to rush forward recklessly.

These existences in the night sky are all Martial Saints. She is a small innate master. Even if she tries her life, what kind of damage can it cause to them? I am afraid that even a hair cannot be hurt!

Therefore, she could only find a way to awaken Xiao Zheng from that sleepy and tired state. Now she obviously had no antidote, so she could only take other measures.

Leng Ruobing almost exhausted his energy and thought wildly. Suddenly, a thought jumped into her heart. She screamed immediately, and her voice was conveyed to the night sky from afar.

"What should you do if you die?"

"Do you want him to be an orphan without a father?"

boom!

Hearing these two sentences, Xiao Zheng had a loud bang in his mind, as if there were countless thunders, which exploded violently in Xiao Zheng's mind at this moment.

moment.

In my mind, which was completely occupied by darkness, a little spiritual light shone out, and an immortal thought flashed in the spiritual light.

Can't die!

Can't die!

For my son and wife, I can't die!

This idea was so powerful that it just emerged from Xiao Zheng's mind, like a prairie fire, burning wildly, instantly driving away all the darkness.

"ah!"

Xiao Zheng suddenly raised his head and let out a shocking roar, and then a loud bang. In his mind, the power of will seemed to be burning, and a terrifying force surged out of his mind.

moment!

His eyes returned to clearness.

He woke up from his previous drowsiness.

Then Xiao Zheng cracked and felt several attacks that were less than an inch away from his body. His eyes suddenly became cold. These people were so hateful that they should be killed.

Just think of this.

boom!

A golden energy suddenly burst out in Xiao Zheng's body and then surged out. As soon as he left Xiao Zheng's body, he suddenly turned into golden long swords.

As soon as these long swords were formed, they shot out at a crazy speed, like lightning. Xiao Zheng had no intention of precise attack at all. He directly condensed thousands of sharp swords at this moment, and then shot them out in all directions, all directions, without dead corners.

Saw!

First, the sickle-shaped Gu insect of the Southern Ghost Gu God had not touched Xiao Zheng's body, but it had been penetrated by at least dozens of flying swords of Qi, and then it turned into ashes with a loud bang.

The Beihai Swordsman's ray of dazzling sword energy shining under Xiao Zheng's flying sword, without any resistance, ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding

Before the monk's rosary of the Western Desert flew to Xiao Zheng, he was penetrated by countless golden flying swords and disintegrated rapidly in the air.

It was like a squin. It had already died without showing its earth-shaking power.

Such a thrilling scene only happened in an instant. In just an instant, the three martial saints' proud moves were completely destroyed by Xiao Zheng.

However, this is not over.

Countless golden flying swords were flying towards the three martial saints of the Southern Xinjiang Gu God!

The three of them were trembling. Such flying swords were so powerful, and they were so close to the flying sword that once they were stabbed, they would be penetrated by thousands of arrows. That way of death was enough to make people shudder.

At this point of life and death, they no longer have the energy to think about anything else in their minds, only one thought is:

escape!

Only by escaping from this attack first and all subsequent goals can be achieved. Otherwise, they will completely fall here.

"ah!"

The Southern Ghost God first let out a sharp scream. He took out countless bottles and jars from his arms frantically, and then threw them at Xiao Zheng's flying sword.

Boom boom boom boom boom!

These bottles and jars were all shattered under Xiao Zheng's flying sword in an instant.

However, after the explosion, gas of various colors surged out in each container, intertwined in the air, and soon turned into a colorful and rich miasma, lying in front of the southern border Gu God.

Puff puff puff puff!

Countless flying swords penetrated into this miasma, and then the next moment, it was as if it was trapped in a swamp, and its flight speed suddenly dropped.

Then, a puff sound rang above the flying sword, as if there was some extremely terrifying force that corroded these flying swords.

Sure enough, in just a moment, all the flying swords disappeared.

The Southern Ghost God breathed a sigh of relief, but then his face showed an extremely painful look.

These things have been collected by him for decades! I don’t know how much effort it took to collect so many treasures, poisonous insects. However, in order to save his life, all of them have been used up.

The loss of money is not enough to describe the tragic tragedy of the Southern Xinjiang Gu God at this time.

His nose was sore and he had an urge to cry.

The Beihai Swordsman was also as tragic as it was. The long sword in his hand had been shattered under the impact of Xiao Zheng's flying sword. In order to deal with the next flying sword, he could only use the essence and blood in his body to condense a blood knife!

With the blood sword swing, all the flying swords were shattered. However, the face of the Beihai swordsman suddenly turned extremely pale. Such a blood sword was used at the cost of consuming life.

After executing, you will have to live for at least ten years!

This is almost unbearable loss.

The monk from the Western Desert put his hands together, and his treasure was solemn. A stream of precious light surged out of his body and turned into a huge golden bell, completely covering his body.

Dangdangdang.

The flying sword hit the golden bell, splashing a series of sparks, but in the end it did not pierce the golden bell. A hint of relaxation appeared on the face of the monk Ximon, but he soon vomited a large mouthful of blood.

The cost he consumed when he used this move was no less than that of the Southern Ghost and the North Sea Swordsman.

call!

Xiao Zheng did not take advantage of the victory to pursue the situation, but his body quickly retreated and stayed away from the three people.

He just woke up from his sleepy state, which was also very expensive. After all, the human body has its limits after all, and Xiao Zheng's consumption was too great.

After stopping in the air, Xiao Zheng looked at the three Gu gods in the South Xinjiang with cold eyes, with a strong murderous intent and said, "Who is the person behind you? Tell me, I'll let you die more happily!"

(End of this chapter)
Chapter completed!