"Master Xia! Be more sober! Don't be impulsive! Look at the woods!" No. 7 didn't know what happened, so she let Xia Wushuang move to the cold pond desperately, but the red lust that suddenly swayed from the woods opposite was a real crisis.

But at this moment, Xia Wushuang seemed to have been hit by fate. Her originally clear-minded mind was in an instant. He reached out and grabbed the hairpin beside him, and his scarlet blood eyes looked upwards, emitting a terrifying light.

People say that the calmer a person is, the more terrifying he becomes when he becomes crazy. And Xia Wushuang is just such a person. When he felt that the old dean entrusted his sister, he had already encountered an indescribable life crisis. How can he calm down a little?!

The ghost fire in the opposite woods became vigorous and the distance to the pool was getting closer and closer. Blinking, a skeleton holding a steel knife in his hand rushed out suddenly. It jumped up and slashed a fierce knife towards Xia Wushuang's position.

A blood-red steel knife ignited a blood-colored flame. The sharp sword light turned into a blood-colored magic light under the reversal of the rune array on the blade surface, covering Xia Wushuang.

"Die!" With his violent squinted eyes, the purple sharpness in Xia Wushuang's hands swung a crescent-shaped purple light arc in the void amid the cold sound of the pool water, tearing the fragile red light apart, and slashing the blood-colored skull's body with one sword, cutting it into two sections of the support of its entire spine.

"Human!" A blood-colored flame ignited from the head of the blood-colored skull, and used the voice of the soul to convey his own language.

However, before Xia Wushuang could take further action, a silver flash suddenly chased out of the woods where the blood-colored skull came out. The extremely cold sword light, before even rushing to Xia Wushuang, made Xia Wushuang feel a stinging pain on his cheek.

What a strong sword intent!

Having instinctively dodged to the side, the oncoming sword light instantly tore the blood-colored skeleton on the ground into pieces, and a ravine ditch more than one meter deep was drawn on the ground.

A white figure floated out of the woods. He was wearing a long sword on his waist and was swaying in a sleek position. Behind him were three illusory swords with open screens illuminated him. He was very handsome, but unfortunately he was a man.

When a beautiful woman meets a beautiful woman, she is an enemy. When a handsome man meets a male god, she is an old enemy.

This sword master who suddenly appeared had a slight surprise when he saw Xia Wushuang's face. However, this little surprise was soon completely covered by his arrogant temperament. He took a step towards Xia Wushuang, ten feet apart, and came to the place where the skeleton was crushed.

He ignored Xia Wushuang, put away the walnut-sized silver dust crystal of the blood-colored skull, and reached out to collect the red bones on the ground.

"..." Xia Wushuang gradually woke up from her initial impulse. A small hairpin could not prove anything; he would never believe that the peerless ghost girl would have something to do in such a place.

However, judging from the breath, although the man in front of him was extremely angry, he seemed to be a human being. Could he be the first group of people to enter the secret realm in the words of those awakened people?

Xia Wushuang didn't care about the man's ignorance, stood behind him and asked, "My friend, have you ever seen a woman with a melon-shaped face, a friend?"

"Ye Xiaoya?!" Hearing this, the man in white suddenly shrank, and the corners of his eyes twitched violently. His temperament turned into vanishing, and his face instantly became extremely ugly.

"Do you know my sister?!" Xia Wushuang's eyes lit up, and she suddenly felt that the clouds were cleared and she saw hope.

"Your sister?!" Unexpectedly, the man in white with three illusory long swords shining behind him, his face turned pale and shook his sleeves while leaving, and he said hatefully: "I don't know!"

Xia Wushuang smiled faintly, but didn't care much. Because this was probably another suitor who was rejected by Xiaoya with a stinky tongue, otherwise there wouldn't be such a big reaction. Moreover, judging from the hatred expression and behavior of the man in white, Ye Xiaoya must still be alive now, otherwise when she mentioned Ye Xiaoya just now, this man would probably have a different face.

I felt much more relaxed.

"Huh, why are there other humans?" Just as Xia Wushuang watched the man in white leave, Hong San, who heard the noise, also walked out of the woods behind him.

The quiet pool water was still filled with a cold air. The man in white who had turned around for a few steps, heard the voice of the woman behind him and subconsciously turned his head.

"Hmm?!" The man in white looked at Hong San's beautiful figure and made a surprise sound. Without saying a word, he stretched his five fingers and used his magic power to form an invisible big hand and grabbed the third sister.

The atmosphere, which was originally not harmonious, suddenly became murderous because of the simple action of the man in white.

"I want to die?" The third sister's eyebrows were raised, and the huge fan on her waist suddenly took action, forming an invisible hand of the magic power, and instantly slapped it into pieces.

"Xu said late?"

"However, it's still a little bit worse."

The man in white smiled unexpectedly, turned around and jumped, three illusory swords behind him rushed towards Xia Wushuang, and he himself rushed up.

What does this mean? Xia Wushuang frowned. Although this guy was just an awakened person in the early stage of the Fierce Sun, looking at his actions, he was even more unreasonable than a magician at the dusk level.

"But that's true. This end of the world is not a place to reason." Xia Wushuang grinned and suddenly moved. The blade of scattered flowers in his hand pointed to the ground, stepped on a black path under his feet, and approached the man in white with a slow and fast figure.

Three illusory magic swords, without even touching a single hair of his hair, passed by him. Xia Wushuang kept walking, and within a moment, she easily separated the man in white and the third sister.

The long sword was raised, and the purple arc light condensed into crescent moons. The squeezed air could not make any sound. Xia Wushuang followed the sword of the surname, as if a fatal assassination, slashed at the body of the man in white.

"You are actually the Fierce Sun stairs!" The man in white retreated quickly in surprise, as if he couldn't believe his eyes.

Although Xia Wushuang's control of energy is far from reaching the realm of subtle energy; since his magic power formed a circular hexagram, his control of energy has reached the state of returning to nature of "no need to move". The easy magician, because he cannot see his magic power fluctuations, he looks like a young man who has just entered the industry and cannot see through his real strength at all.

"Write the last words." Xia Wushuang said lightly with a sword in front of him. He has always been cruel and ruthless for such a person who dares to attack his wife.

"It's funny! We are all the Fierce Sun stairs, how do you kill me?!" The purple light slashed across the board, and the man in white still smiled wildly, with a flowing figure. Three illusory magic swords rose from his head and flew out in the air, intending to penetrate the body that Xia Wushuang had culminated.

"Isn't it easy to kill you...?" A byte full of magic popped up from Xia Wushuang's mouth. It vibrated the wind-type magic around it, forming a colorless and invisible shock wave, directly pushing away the three illusory swords that stabbed him, and irresistible pushing the figure of the man in white, allowing him to retreat backwards uncontrollably.

Wind magic, ultrasonic!

Slash the steel and flash, and follow the trend and strike out!

Blood spilled! The man in white opened his unbelievable eyes widened. His figure was almost cut into two pieces by the sudden rise of changes. His body was killed, leaving only a small amount of vitality, which supported him and allowed him to live.

"So strong! I'm careless!" The man in white coughed out a mouthful of blood, and his whole body was disintegrated, turning into a white divine sword, shooting towards the deepest part of the secret realm.

"Can tm run like this?" Xia Wushuang's friend No. 7 was shocked and could not accept this setting at all.
Chapter completed!