After the killing punch was blocked by Haotian Mirror, Sima Ling casually slapped the Eight Desolate Divine Knife that Zhuo Yuming barely shared his strength to cut out.

The strong wind came from behind him again, and it was Shu Jinran who had been kicked away before that rushed over again.

Although Shu Jinran is at the peak of the seventh grade, she is still suppressed when facing Sima Ling, who has been fighting for a long time. She instantly hit the opponent with two punches. One punch hits the lower abdomen and the other punches on the forehead. The girl's blood flows, and a spotless white dress has fallen a little bit of red. After being separated by Sima Ling again, another powerful whip leg swept around her waist. Shu Jinran flew out directly and fell on Zhuo Yuming.

"It is also a good thing to have a life of mandarin ducks, and they die together to have a hole."

Sima Ling rubbed his forearm and walked slowly towards the two of them with a smile.

"Jinran, go quickly, don't worry about me, he came for me."

Zhuo Yuming's heart punched a heavy punch, and was shocked by the Haotian Mirror just now. At this time, the sea of ​​energy was overturned, and a trace of spiritual power could not be condensed. Shu Jinran, who was barely holding onto him, was gushing blood from his mouth, and eagerly urged.

Shu Jinran stood up, glanced back at Zhuo Yuming, and shouted coldly: "What are you talking about?"

The girl reached out and wiped the blood on the corner of her mouth, spit out a breath of turbid air from her abdomen, her eyes were cold, and she was tightly nailed to the eighth-grade martial artist opposite. The girl bent her waist slightly, her legs bent, one in front and one behind. Her left arm was hanging on the side, her right hand clenched her fist, and hung on her waist. This strange fist stance was completely different from before, which surprised Sima Ling. The momentum of the woman's martial artist suddenly changed drastically, and there was a faint trace of evil spirit. Sima Ling shook her head and drove away the distracting thoughts that suddenly arose in her mind. With a little bit of it, she rushed straight towards her.

Shu Jinran lowered his waist, stretched his left hand forward, pulled his right fist back, and nailed his feet to the ground tightly, as if holding a gun.

With Sima Ling's fist storm, Shu Jinran exerted force with both legs, and suddenly pulled up and rushed forward, and his right fist came straight out.

The two of them swapped each other again.

The girl in white flew backwards faster than before, smashing a towering tree not far away, and blood spilled into the sky.

Sima Ling was hit in the chest with a punch, and he felt like he was hit by a man bull. He retreated for about ten steps to stabilize his body. A trace of blood flowed out from the corner of his mouth and dripped to the ground. The eighth-grade martial artist who is good at concealing aura and has a great killing power was shocked. The woman's punch was more than twice as powerful as before, and her fist intention was domineering and arrogant, and extremely violent. Her cultivation and physical strength in her divine artistic state was actually very injured under this punch. She just changed her fist posture, and her fist style was completely different. It seemed that this woman had deliberately hidden her weakness before.

A white stream of light shot out from the dust that was stirring in the distance. Shu Jinran, who was getting up, flew again and punched him.

After each of them disassembled three or four moves, Shu Jinran slashed Sima Ling from top to bottom on the shoulder. Sima Ling stopped his falling figure, grabbed Shu Jinran's ankle, roared, and threw the girl hard to the ground, then kicked the girl on the waist. Shu Jinran crossed her arms, blocked the powerful and heavy kick, and took advantage of the momentum to fly back. Adjusted her figure in the air, stepped on the ground, and rushed towards Sima Ling again.

Seeing Shu Jinran being injured one after another, Zhuo Yuming's eyes were bloodshot and he tried his best to gather a stream of spiritual power, pointing it on the jade pen in his arms.

"Jinran!"

With a loud shout, Zhuo Yuming shook his hand and flew out a talisman.

The talisman burned in an instant in the air, and the spiritual light was shaped. The dragon transformed by eight spiritual powers swayed and rushed straight to Sima Ling.

Sima Ling suddenly encountered this strange talisman method and was shocked. He sensed the power of the eight dragons. However, after that, he felt relieved and killed all the eight dragons in three fists and two feet. The fierce fist wind tore the dragon apart and turned into spiritual energy to float in the air.

Looking back, the man and woman had disappeared.

Sima Ling, who knew he was trapped, snorted coldly and flew to chase him.

Just as Zhuo Yuming threw out the Eight Dragons Initiation Formation Talisman, Shu Jinran used the last remaining divine speed Talisman. After the talisman was urged, Shu Jinran retreated quickly, put Zhuo Yuming who had collapsed to the ground on his shoulder and rushed towards Xizhi Kingdom.

"Jinran, don't worry, I can't die. This place is not far from Huiying City in Xizhi Kingdom. As long as you arrive at Huiying City, it will be safe. If you have the blessing of the speed talisman, that person will be difficult to catch up with for a while."

Zhuo Yuming leaned on Shu Jinran's shoulder, his tone was weak, but there was a smile on the corner of his mouth.

Facing the magical martial artist, she chose to fight to the death. She actually cared about me so much.

Shu Jinran just buried his head and ran wildly. He slapped his true energy in his chest and did not dare to speak, for fear that if he was discharged from the slightest true energy, he would stagnate. As for what Zhuo Yuming said to be at Huiying City, she was not sure why. Does Zhuo Yuming have any friends in Huiying City that can stop this eighth-grade martial artist? Not to mention whether he could take him to Tiandu Mountain to seek protection from Sui Jin, just because his injuries were severe. If he could not be treated and recuperated in time, he would not need the martial artist to take action. Before he could reach Tiandu Mountain, he would die halfway.

After touching about half a stick of incense, the towering city in front was already vaguely visible.

Although he was blessed by the speed talisman, Shu Jinran, who had previously been hit by Sima Ling several fists, was also seriously injured. After running, his true energy gradually became weak and his speed was gradually slowing down. But the qi behind him was always biting him tightly. Shu Jinran knew that when she arrived at the city gate, the person behind would catch up with him. Unfortunately, Zhuo Yuming was too seriously injured and could not move. Otherwise, he would be able to escape to the city if he stayed to block the enemy.

Shu Jinran clenched his silver teeth, ran hard with his true energy.

"Hahaha, little girl, you can't escape with someone on your back."

Sima Ling, who felt that the two people ahead were getting weaker and weaker and slower, laughed out loud, deliberately stimulating the true energy so that the two of them could hear it, wanting to put more psychological pressure on the woman in white.

Just as Sima Ling was sure to win and was proud of her, she suddenly had a bell in her heart, and a breath of death enveloped her heart.

I saw a clear sword light suddenly appearing from the high sky in the distance. The sword light was so strong that it even overshadowed the scorching sun, which made people unable to help but hide their eyes.

The obvious sword light flashed away and slashed directly on Sima Ling.

Sima Ling still maintained his forward stance and ran four or five feet away. Immediately afterwards, a bloodline appeared, and his whole body was divided into two pieces and fell to the ground dejectedly.

The eighth-grade martial artist of the divine artistic conception had no time to dodge under the sword light. In the blink of an eye, he was chopped into two halves from the middle of his eyebrows.

A figure in blue seemed to appear out of thin air, standing in front of Shu Jinran with a smile on his face.

Shu Jinran saw the person clearly and felt relieved. A breath of true energy that was hanging in his belly instantly poured out thousands of miles.
Chapter completed!