Chapter 920

All of a sudden, the courtyard was thumping, the white smoke sword flowers exploded, and the trees and furnishings beside were smashed.

Mi Ying's heart is startling. This master's fighting is just like this. The earth is shaking, isn't it?

After a few hundred moves, the two men were just passing by. Suddenly, they all stood with their backs to each other. There was no movement. Then Nangong feiran's right hand dripped red blood and fell to the ground along the edge of the sword.

But there was no better way to be alone. Similarly, a bright red came out of the lip and fell down the chin.

"Son of the world..." Mi Ying's heart is contracting again. These two people have been fighting for more than an hour. It seems that neither of them will stop fighting each other.

"Uncle Huang, you can't kill me." Nangong feiran's right hand trembled, but his tone was still relaxed and a little sarcastic.

"Yes? Then take another move! " The corner of his lips is a beautiful radian. Against the bright red blood, it looks extremely gloomy and terrifying. Suddenly, the red light came out from Gu Wujue's body. Suddenly, Gu Wujue's body turned and flashed to Nangong feiran's eyes.

This is... Nangong feiran finally turned pale at this time. Facing the loneliness that seemed to be surrounded by red, bad premonition surged up from the bottom of his heart and could only subconsciously retreat back.

"It's not so easy to go!" Everything is on Nangong feiran. It's much easier to kill him.

Only when he was alone, three figures appeared behind Nangong feiran. Cang Ying, Le Junxi and mu Qianye gave Nangong feiran a real atmosphere protection at the same time. But just like this, Nangong feiran fell back and fell to the ground again.

"My son!" Mi Ying's face is as white as paper. He takes Nangong feiran as soon as he steps up. He immediately seals several important acupoints on him. What kind of evil martial arts is this solitary Wujue just using? If the young master of the three races doesn't show up in time, I'm afraid Shizi will be seriously injured.

"Kill him!" Cang Ying, Le Junxi and mu Qianye exchange a look. They are not only shocked, but also become so powerful in less than a month. If they let him leave today, they will lose tomorrow.

So the three of them took out their own weapons by chance. Yue Junxi took out a lyre and used Yinsha. Cang Ying roared and summoned her own unicorn. And mu Qianye uses wood art, a magic art that can produce sticks or vines at any time. Three people at the same time move, mu Qianye in the hands of a slender wooden bar, directly to the lonely no unique to make, trying to bind him.

Gu Wujue gave a cold smile. Although these three people are powerful, they are not as good as Nangong feiran. They dare to compete with him!

He put away his fighting spirit, and the Qi blade shot out. However, it blocked the sound blade of Yue Junxi, and mu Qianye's wooden strip was smashed by his Qi blade.

However, although they are not as strong as Gu Wujue or Nangong feiran, they are not weak, and they are still fighting at the same time. After several hundred moves, Gu Wujue feels that he has some difficulty and begins to deal with them carefully.

"Hum, I'll show you what we are capable of!" Cang Ying hummed coldly, and the three decided to use their unique skills. They were bound to get rid of Gu Wujue today. "Qilin, up!"