A thunderous roar turned into a sharp sound of air, rushing towards the yellow-faced man from behind.

"What!"

He paused his attack, his qi and blood were slightly shocked, and from the corner of his eyes, he saw a well-proportioned young man behind him.

"You...why are you here?"

Nie Han, who was gathering the last sword, was shocked.

"Because I want to come, I came." Xu Xuan took a deep breath, his body flashed with a brass-like sè, and an invisible "momentum" emanated from him. The red light in his eyes burned like a beating candlelight: "I don't want to regret it for life after a few years because of his timidity. Everything is just to follow my heart, without any regrets!"

"This kid..."

The yellow-faced man suddenly fell into the form of attack on both sides, and felt a hot breath coming from the boy behind him, spreading to his heart.

kill!

Fight against time!

Xu Xuan did not hesitate, and a sharp light appeared in his eyes. He jumped into the air like a shell. The energy in his body was pushed like a tide, and his whole body was burning like a flame. The hot and violent aura merged with the power of the ancient physical cultivation "power".

At that moment, Xu Xuan's posture of a dragon shadow paused in mid-air, and the surrounding void seemed to be condensed and suppressed to the limit.

His whole body is burning, and he pushes a piece of essence and blood in his body, condenses in his mouth, and opens his mouth and vomits: puff-

A ball of red light that was sobbing in the gods and ghosts seemed to be spit out from the mouth of the ancient dragon, and rushed towards the yellow-faced martial artist from the back.

The yellow-faced martial cultivator stumbled, and the destructive smell behind him brought a strong and fatal crisis...
Chapter completed!