Chapter 812

Nangong feiran xuanjie is above the Dixuan. In the nirvana realm, at his age, he can be regarded as a high-level Xuan.

However, he had no ability to parry five corpse puppets.

It was the long sword in his hand that kept him going for such a long time.

The sword should be a weapon above the highest level, and it has been contaminated with charm.

When the sword Qi sweeps over the corpse puppets, the corpse puppets will subconsciously avoid the long sword attack.

When the sword reaches the black robe of one of the corpse puppets, the black robe immediately "hiss" a stream of smoke, revealing half of the white bones under the black robe.

However, the power of one person can not avoid being hurt by the five corpse puppets even if they are protected by a long sword.

After the last mercenary got over the fire, he was just relieved when his arm was scratched by the white bone of one of the corpse puppets.

However, the sword of Gong ran was quickly lifted!

The corpse puppet quickly recovered his bones.

The rotten arm brings the fragrance of human blood.

The other four corpse puppets howled wildly, and the bloody red light flashed away under the black robes.

When they swarmed, Qi and Qi rushed toward Nangong feiran --

Nangong feiran's heart sank, and looked at his bloody arm with his side eyes, and his white bones could be seen.

Cold Yin Qi, from the arm wound, spread in the body.

As the corpse puppets approached, Nangong feiran wanted to carry his sword to force them back, but the cold air made him cold all over, and his fingers holding the sword were a little stiff.

Rao couldn't move his arm even though he tried hard.

More and more intense Yin and cold gas, hit the face.

Nangong feiran closed his eyes in despair, just It's worth sacrificing him to keep the other brothers alive.

Just then, suddenly, the arm tightened.

Nangong feiran felt that something was entangled in his body. When he was light, the whole person was pulled by a force.

"Brother!" Nangong Lin with the voice of crying, in the ear side ring.

Spin even a pair of cold hands, directly pinched his arm, the woman's cold voice came: "don't touch him, get out of the way."

Nangong feiran suddenly opened his eyes, then on a pair of non emotional eyes.

That pair of eyes, dark and bright, like the bright stars in the sky.

The corner of the eye is long and narrow, revealing the enchanting and evil charm.

Between the twists and turns, the flow of dazzling streamer.

That streamer, suddenly into the heart of Nangong feiran.

I do not know why, the heart, is unable to control the rapid beat up.

Even the breath has become stagnant.

"Don't touch my brother! You bad woman! Obviously, I can pull my brother over with these silver wires. I have to wait until he is injured and dying before I bring him here! You mean to kill my brother

Nangong Lin hugs Nangong feiran's waist with tears in her eyes. She stares at the corroded wound of his arm with fear. Her tears fall more fiercely.

It's not so good-natured to be clear at night.

At this juncture, she is still allowed to make her own small temper.

Night Qingluo directly clasps Nangong Lin's shoulder, and easily pulls her body up and throws it in the direction of night Fengru.

"If I had brought your brother over earlier, your brother would have been in vain to fight for your escape time with his own life."

The night is clear and the tone is cold. The scornful eyes sweep the side of the body and stand aside. The mercenaries of the killing God group who are still in fear still have a cold radian in the corners of their mouths.

If not for Nangong feiran's behavior, which she admired, night Qingluo would not help.

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