death train

Nanrong Zhishi was surprised and frightened. He was even afraid and timid.

Nanrong Zhishi doesn't know how long she hasn't been in such a mood. For a long time, she can't remember clearly. Because she is very strong, there are few things in the world that can make her panic, fear and timidity.

The rain in the sky that day is a sword. How can I hide?

No place to avoid!

That's the answer!

Because, this is a storm in all directions!

Nanrong Zhishi clenches his teeth and prepares to meet him with his sword.

It's true that she can't avoid it, but it's not a reason to shrink back, and she can't either.

But in this moment

When Nanrong Zhishi raises his sword and intends to cut into the air, a huge barrier suddenly opens on the top of Nanrong Zhishi's head, just like a wall, intercepting the falling rain.

Zheng Duoqing made a move.

Ye Cha looked at Zheng Duoqing and said in a cold voice, "it seems that you really don't think you've lived too long."

Zheng Duoqing is also in the sky, in the rain.

Zheng Duoqing's face turned white in an instant, showing some pitiful, because he understood the meaning of yecha dialect.

Then the rain fell!

Zheng Duoqing stayed in the same place, his face was still so pale, but under the cloak, countless blood was flowing down Zheng Duoqing's body, turning into countless blood red streams, winding around.

Plop!

Zheng Duoqing kneels to the ground, leaning to the side, her body is full of wounds.

Because, she is in the rain, and every rain, is a sword, a sharp sword.

Nanrong zhishixian is very angry. He drinks lightly, and his figure suddenly disappears. When he appears again, he comes to Zheng Duoqing's side and reaches for Zheng Duoqing.

Ye Cha didn't move, because he didn't need to do anything. Nanrong Zhishi was also in the rain. If she didn't do something, Zheng Duoqing would die, and Nanrong Zhishi would die.

Therefore, after holding Zheng Duoqing, Nanrong Zhishi did not hesitate to make another sword.

The huge crystal sword once again sparkled a fiery red light, more blazing, more dazzling and more powerful than before.

With the red crystal sword waving, large flames rushed out of the sword and floated towards the sky.

Hiss, hiss!

There was a slight noise in the sky, and there was a trace of white air.

The falling rain was evaporated by the high temperature brought by the flame.

Ye Cha couldn't help raising his eyelids. He was able to achieve this level. The crystal sword was obviously quite unusual. Even if it was put in the treasure list, I was afraid it could be ranked in the upper and middle level.

But, so what?

The flame will disappear, it will go out, but the falling wind and rain will not.

Yecha knows that.

Nanrong Zhishi also knows!

Therefore, Nanrong Zhishi clenched his teeth. When the flame in the sky died out, Nanrong Zhishi's expression suddenly became ferocious.

Click!

There was a crack on the huge crystal sword.

At the same time, the corner of Nanrong Zhishi's mouth is dripping with blood. With her white face, it is shocking.

Heat wave, heat wave!

The crystal sword suddenly sent out a very strong heat wave and pushed away all around.

The flame reappeared.

This time, the fire was more intense and terrifying than before.

Of course, from the state of Nanrong Zhishi, she obviously paid a great price.

A moment later, the flame spread out all around, even in mid air to form a sea of fire, burning, against the rain falling in the sky, against the wind blowing around.

Against the storm in all directions.

Ye Cha had to sigh again about the power of Nanrong Zhishi. At least he had a lot of good things in his hand, whether it was the crescent blade or the crystal sword in his hand.

"But it doesn't really work." Ye Cha opened his mouth, perhaps because of the rain, which made Ye Cha's voice a little cold. Looking at Nan Rong, he said, "you are just dying. How long do you think that sea of fire can burn?"

The sea of fire was terrible. It hung in the air and covered the whole mining area, just like a large fire cloud covering the top of the head.

But as ye Cha said, in fact, it's useless.

It's still raining, and it's getting worse.

Tonight is a rainy night.

The rain can not stop for a moment, and the wind and rain does not stop, the leaf brake will only be stronger and stronger.

The spreading sea of fire is drying the rain, but it can't last forever. Sooner or later, the fire will be watered out by the rain."Until then..." Ye Cha looked at Nan Rong and said, "what should you do?"

Nanrong Zhishi didn't answer yecha, or she still chose to answer with action.

Against the burning sea of fire, Nanrong Zhishi puts down Zheng Duoqing, and then jumps out towards the leaf brake.

The fire red crystal sword cuts forward, bringing out an arc of fire and cutting towards Ye cha.

Ye Cha suddenly laughed.

Narong Zhishi is doing what he once did.

Catch the thief and the king!

It doesn't matter how terrible the storm is. Since the will of the storm is the will of yecha, as long as you kill yecha, everything will be white.

Just as ye Cha once made the same choice to deal with the moonlight, Nan Rong Zhishi made the same choice now.

Jingle!

Ye Cha took out Wang Zhisheng's sword and swung it towards the front. He collided with the crystal sword and made a clear metal sound.

Nanrong zhishixian was very eager. His two swords crossed, but he didn't stay. He immediately flashed, left a shadow and came to the side of yecha. Without hesitation, he waved his sword again.

Jingle!

Ye Cha once again horizontal sword, block Nanrong Zhishi hit, but there is no time to fight back, Nanrong Zhishi figure disappeared again.

In this way, Nanrong Zhishi's figure constantly flashed, constantly brought out the shadow around the yecha, constantly attacked the yecha, and was constantly intercepted by the yecha.

The leaf Cha suddenly opens a mouth a way: "interesting?"

Nanrong Zhishi attacks fiercely, but ye Cha doesn't believe that the other party doesn't know. If he wants to kill himself, he is delusional.

Since you can't kill yourself, what's the point?

"Drink!"

Nanrong Zhishi didn't say anything. Instead, he raised his sword and waved it again. It was more fierce than before. With a click of crystal sword, it cracked the second crack, and then the flame overflowed wildly and came towards yecha.

The flame turned into an arc, like a cruel and abnormal sword edge, and cut it down towards yecha. It seemed that it was going to cut off yecha and burn it up.

Ye Cha narrowed his eyes and once again met Nan Rong Zhishi's sword.

This time, ye Cha didn't use his sword, but his fist.

A big punch!