Chapter 672

Seeing this, Shi Wenjie hides his spirit with both hands: "fire spirit, Lingfeng Fire Dance!" There were several sparks on his hands, which gradually melted together and formed a huge fire wave, flying towards the four people, and the fire wave galloped away on the water.

Yao Yi was always expressionless and disappeared in the same place. However, in a second, he had already come to Shi Wenjie's front. With a heavy blow, Shi Wenjie's face showed a look of panic. He was smashed into the water with an unbelievable look. A heat wave erupted in his mouth, which was the trace of blood.

Leng Yu has no leisure after seeing her. At this time, everyone is fighting. As long as there is a little hope, no one will give up. Countless voices of Tao yinpu ring out one by one.

"Water spirit, water wave! Earth soul, earth thunder! Yanpo, Yanlong needle! Fire soul, fire dragon! ......。”

Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh, whoosh, whoosh, whoosh, whoosh, whoosh, whoosh, whoosh, whoosh, whoosh, whoosh, whoosh, whoosh, whoosh, whoosh, whoosh, whoosh, whoosh, whoosh, whoosh, whoosh, whoosh, whoosh, whoosh, whoosh, whoosh.

At this moment, they are united. At this moment, there is no intrigue. At this moment, they are fighting for others, even if they die. At this moment, they understand the meaning of companionship.

The war lasted for a long time. In a trance, gradually there were less than a dozen people left on the water, and all of them fell on the water. Although many people were not dead, they knew that they had lost. There was no doubt about their defeat, or even a chance of winning.

The other four are surrounded by countless bodies that are not yet cool through, and there are also some contestants who have been seriously injured. Leng Yu has also been badly injured in the attack just now. Xi Hui falls into the pool with blood all over his body, and his life and death are unknown.

At this time, Zheng Xiuwen and Zheng Xiujing, with tears all over their faces, looked at their former classmates, former friends, and now comrades in arms, one by one fell down. Zheng Xiujing's face also showed a trace of pain. She never easily cried, but also could not help falling two crystal clear tears.

Zheng Xiujing holding cold jade reluctantly smile way: "don't be afraid, we will never separate, this may also be good, can die together, the next life also good sisters."

Zheng Xiuwen clenched his fists with both hands. His hair had already become messy. His eyes were ferocious, and he looked at the four people in front of him. Their hands slowly began to hide their spirits.

"Bingpo, Bingjie!" Beautiful ice cones appear in the air in front of Zheng Xiuwen, Shua Shua! It's going for the four.

Suddenly, the corner of Yao's mouth raised slightly, and he said faintly: "the weak spirit doesn't deserve to live!" Then his hands suddenly raised, a white light, played, straight to Zheng Xiuwen's heart.

Zheng Xiuwen's pupils value the light, straight towards himself, with a faint smile at the corner of her mouth. When death is coming, she only thinks of Leng Wuchen. She says in her heart, I will be with you soon. Wait for me, wait for me to explain to you.

"Bang!"

Bursts of smoke from the location of Zheng Xiuwen Gang, spread out, Zheng Xiujing is almost a pair of expression, her sister died like this.

Countless spirituals who are still alive but have lost their fighting power are looking at the dense smoke. They don't know what happened just now. Is the woman still alive? Everyone on the faces of the disciples of meteorite academy is very nervous, and even many people have a sense of sadness in their eyes.

Because it's obvious that she can't survive under the powerful attack of the other party. As the smoke gradually dissipates, a white robed man stands in front of Zheng Xiuwen, and the white robed man's shoulder is lying on a weird monkey, with a neat white robe covering his whole body, which is very cold.

On the white robe, however, countless tadpole like patterns are embroidered with black silk thread, full of unknown mystery, a strong momentum, whistling in the wind, the whole person is like a god of death, sneering in the breeze.

The white robed man's face is handsome, and even the small scars on his face add a strange beauty to him. The outline of his face is as firm as a knife, with sharp edges. His cold eyes are shining with a long and deep calm, emitting a kind of suffocating demons.

As if under his gaze, everything can be seen through, as if in front of him, everything seems so insignificant, in the man, exudes a deadly oppression and crisis.

The powerful momentum filled the whole room, and the arrogant momentum almost made the already unbearable spirits around them look even worse.

Zheng Xiuwen looked at the familiar figure in front of him, but he couldn't believe it. Could it be him? With cold no trace slightly turned his head to Zheng Xiuwen, a faint smile said: "go down to rest, it's my turn, women remember to stand behind men, don't be too brave."

Zheng Xiuwen's heart at this time can be described as a grain of coarse cereals. She doesn't know whether to be happy or sad on her face. Maybe she has it or not, but she is very happy, very happy. At the moment, she suddenly feels very happy, and the cold traceless is so handsome in her eyes.

Even long forgotten that he had been a waste in her eyes, not to mention Leng Yu and Zheng Xiujing. There was no need to believe that they rubbed their eyes from time to time and said, "is this a dream, or are we really dead and reunited now?"After Zheng Xiujing heard this, she hit Lengyu on her forehead, and Lengyu cried out in pain. "It's not a dream, it's not a dream, we're not dead, we're not dead, the boy is still alive, but is this really him? What a powerful aura. How can I feel that boy has become a lot more handsome? " Zheng Xiujing exclaimed in surprise.

"I know I'm not dead. Why don't you beat yourself? Damn it, I'm sick. Ouch, it hurts me so much. You're so cruel to me." Leng Yu's face showed a happy look and joked.

At this time, xi lie stood beside Xi Hui. He could not help crying out, "what the hell is going on with MD?"

"What the hell?" Suddenly Xi Hui asked.

"Ah! You, you're not dead? " Xi lie exclaimed.

"How can I die if I talk nonsense? I'm just tired and have a rest." Xi Hui said unhappily. And xi lie thought, damn it, this guy pretends to be dead so well. He deserves to be Huige.

Long term looking at this time cold no trace of the back, the face is very ugly, eyes flashed a fierce.