Chapter 1113： People who dare to hurt me

City East Project.

The pale-faced man in white clothes and the bride in the flaming wedding dress attacked Yan Zhixu together.

The little ghosts around also slowly recovered, standing up and rushing to her position.

For a time, in the open ground, they were entangled and fighting in a particularly chaotic manner.

Yan Zhixu was carrying a frost-foil sword as thin as a cicada's wings, and his face was solemn.

Her attack is fierce, but she is entangled with so many people and faintly at a disadvantage.

"boom--"

The man in the white shirt slapped a palm in his hand, and the black suffocation immediately turned into countless darts, with an endless cold aura.

Dozens of darts flew towards Yan Zhixu's position, attacking her from all directions.

"puff……"

Yan Zhixu was dragged by the red-clothed bride, unable to dodge as if a dart pierced her shoulder.

The black evil spirit dissipated and submerged into the body. A small hole soon appeared in the shoulder, and the red-stained fabric was gushed out by the gurgling blood.

The red-clothed bride hooked her lips, "Yellow-haired girl, you don't have to struggle any more, you won't lose in our hands."

Staring at this perfect and flawless body in front of him, the greed in his eyes became more and more intense.

The man in the white shirt patted off the dust on his clothes, and glanced at the woman beside him indifferently, "Why are you talking so much nonsense."

Yan Zhixu frowned, "..."

Glancing at the situation in front of him, a pair of almond eyes glinted with seriousness, clutching his injured shoulder, and using his hands to mobilize spiritual power to repair the wound.

Several people trapped: "..."

They looked nervous and worried, afraid that their only hope would also be destroyed by the hands of these evil spirits.

"Don't worry, I'll give you a treat."

The man in the white shirt said, condensing evil spirits in his hands.

The evil spirit formed a dagger in the palm of his hand, and just as he was holding the dagger and was about to attack Yan Zhixu, the space was suddenly blocked.

A powerful coercion descended from a radius of a hundred miles, completely blocking the space, as if stepping into the absolute realm can only be slaughtered by others.

"boom--"

All of a sudden, a sword qi swung down from the sky with the imposing force of thousands of troops.

The man in white and the bride in red were hit. They were like butterflies with broken wings. They were easily knocked into the air and fell heavily to the ground.

"puff……"

The two of them vomited black blood at the same time, and the suffocating energy in their bodies was chaotically beaten, and they ran wildly around their bodies.

"Who?"

The bride in the wedding dress coughed a few times, her beautiful eyes widened, she stood up weakly, and looked around vigilantly, the phoenix crown on her head swaying.

"..."

Yan Zhixu pursed his lips and narrowed his eyes. He always felt that this breath was extraordinarily familiar and familiar.

"boom--"

Another sword qi swung down from the air, and the red-clothed bride who had just stood up was knocked away again.

With a loud noise, the gorgeous phoenix crown fell, the red wedding dress was also covered with mud, the hair was messy, and the whole person was in a mess.

The bride's face was grim, she coughed violently, and roared in resentment, "Cough, cough... Who, who is it?"

At this time, there was a wave of fluctuations in the air.

The space was torn open, and a man in a gray nightgown appeared above.

He stood in the sky, overlooking the bottom, and he exuded a majestic and powerful momentum, which seemed to be the master of this space.

Fu Shimo held a sword in his hand, "Oh, even the mere red and white shuangsha dare to hurt me."

A sneer overflowed from his throat, clearly reaching the ears of those present, the coercion struck again, and these evil ghosts who were oppressed shivered.

"!!!"

Yan Zhixu stood up and her pupils shrank when she heard this familiar voice.

Amo?