This palm, carrying the wrath of thunder, with a force that can be called horror, rushed towards Jiang Li's Tianling Gai.
Everything happened too fast, too fast to stop.
Fu Yue's dark blue pupils shrank fiercely, and her blushing lips bit.
It's too late to say, then fast.
She pushed Jiang Li away, her small body blocked in front of the girl, her blue eyes bent, and she smiled softly and said, "Jiang Li, don't look."
Jiang Li was taken aback for a moment, then tears burst into her eyes, shook her head frantically, and raised her hand to push her, but it was a pity that she was hugged by the little girl.
No, Yueyue, go away!
"No--"
Fu Yue was determined to die, because all this happened so quickly that she had no time to run away with Jiang Li.
After all, the beast is a beast. It didn't expect Fu Yue to go back and block the palm, and he didn't react so quickly to help Fu Yue.
Almost just for a moment.
Fu Yue finished thinking. Jiang Li was the first friend she made. She didn't want to watch her die.
Bai Zhanyuan's palm hit the little girl's back hard. Almost instantly, she sprayed out blood and fell softly.
This palm almost shattered her heart.
The silver mark on the center of Fu Yue's eyebrow shattered in an instant, and then disappeared.
The silver-haired beauty far away thousands of miles away.
Feeling the imprint broken, Shen Yun's cold expression instantly froze, and a flash of body disappeared in place.
Damn, who did that girl provoke?
...
Seeing that this palm fell to the ground, Bai Zhanyuan frowned when it was shot at Fu Yue, continued to raise his hand, and sneered: "Since the relationship is so deep, the old man will send you to see King Yan."
Jiang Li hugged Fu Yue in his arms tightly, as if holding a fragile doll, and greeted her with her back.
At this moment.
Bai Zhanyuan, who flashed in front of the two of them, stood still on the spot like a wooden figure, and his clawless hands were instantly stiff in the air.
It looks weird and funny.
A low-magnetic, clear male voice rang, coquettishly light and evil, and with terrible anger, it made people's back numb.
"Bai Zhanyuan, you are looking for death."
The silvery white that caught everyone's eyes was like a moonlight and demon.
The fairy in Baiyi Shengxue had a calm and beautiful face, raised her hand and gently picked up the little girl in Jiang Li's arms, her cherry-red lips lightly opened.
"Dare to hurt my disciple, do you think Shen Yun is dead for me?"
The voice just fell.
The slender and beautiful man flicked his sleeves, a simple and pure attack, and went straight towards Bai Zhanyuan.
An overwhelming force of terror.
Others present, some of whom had low cultivation bases, could not bear such pressure, and could not help but vomit blood.
Facing this attack, Bai Zhanyuan was so scared that his eyes were almost split, and he shouted hysterically: "Shen Yunzun, Shen Yun, you can't kill me, I'm the great elder of Xianzong, you can't...Ah!!! "
Shen Yun directly killed Bai Zhanyuan.
Feeling the little girl's breath in his arms gradually weakened, the slender and handsome man fell on his knees, raised his hand to cover Fu Yue's back, and entered in with a rich and profound spiritual energy.
It's a pity that Fu Yue's heart veins almost shattered, and the sea of consciousness collapsed directly. This spiritual energy was injected into it, and it followed up like a bottomless pit.
A drop in the bucket.
Rao was Shen Yun, and he almost lost five points of his skill, and barely managed to save Fu Yue's life.
Sullen and beautiful face.
Shen Yun indifferently scanned the people around his eyes, and then looked at Fu Yue's pale paper face, and the irritability in his heart continued to emerge.
A strong sense of killing kept coming to mind.
The fairy in white clothes Shengxue's light-colored eyes gradually became darker, until almost overflowing with thick ink.
He wanted to...Kill these people.
The man's cold voice slowly sounded, with a strong killing intent.
"You all deserve to die."