The red arrow was ordered without hesitation at all, and a red light swept away. In an instant, there were several large holes in Zhenxing's body!

It turned out that the red arrow was moving like the wind. It used several stone pillars around Zhenxing as pedals. It rushed over and jumped up to the stone pillar near it. Using its own elastic force, it suddenly slammed into Zhenxing like a meteor. The jade-eared red fox was originally the body of a Vajra, and it was invincible. The power of this collision can be imagined!

So it penetrated Zhenxing's body. Then, without waiting for Zhenxing to react, the red arrow jumped back quickly and penetrated again!

Zhenxing was shocked and felt the cool breeze passing by his chest, and it was extremely painful. He was extremely angry and was about to get up to fight back, suddenly a strong wind came from behind. He subconsciously raised his hand to greet him. With a "sneer", Zhenxing felt a cold shoulder and a thick object fell heavily to the ground. When he looked closely, it was his own arm!

He was full of energy on the jade-eared red fox, but he ignored it and did not notice that Zhou Shaobai flashed silently and slashed his right arm with a sword.

"Wow, ahhhh!" Zhenxing was in pain and anger, his face was entangled and trembling endlessly. He pulled back his ankle hard and was about to stand up when Zhou Shaobai Ningshuang Blade flashed again, and he also chopped off his left arm!

Both arms fell to the ground and instantly turned into two piles of soil.

Yu Qiluo couldn't help but shouted, "Good swordsmanship! Cut him into big winter melons to see if he can recover!"

When Zhenxing heard this, he was furious and scolded: "Two mortals who don't know how to live or die! Let's call you ghosts!"

He shouted loudly, and the magic light in his eyes was dazzling. The ground began to shake as he shouted, and cracked holes of different sizes. The cold wind below it roared, as if these bottomless pits were leading to the Avici Hell.

Zhou Shaobai was shocked and jumped to the open space on the side. Unexpectedly, the open space also cracked the hole. He twisted his body in the air, hurriedly shouted: "Miss Jade is careful of her feet, and never fall down!"

Yu Qiluo was also in a panic and replied casually: "I will be careful!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the ground was shaking under his feet, and a huge hole suddenly opened. Yu Qiluo exclaimed and fell into it without dodging!

Zhou Shaobai's face turned pale in an instant, as if a large piece of his heart was cut off by someone. He screamed: "Miss Jade!"

But no shout came from the cave. Zhou Shaobai's grief turned into anger. He pulled off the treasure hanging around his waist and threw it aside.

In that treasure bag was the soul-suppressing stone given by Zen Master Konghai.

The soul-suppressing stone has left his body, Zhou Shaobai only felt a mess in his mind, and all kinds of eyes began to blur. There seemed to be endless karma fire in his chest, and the blood around him was boiling and burning. The hatred of losing Yu Qiluo made him roar to the sky, and his shrill cry pierced the sky of the nine heavens, like a wounded lone wolf!

The Red Blood Demon Pearl was in a hurry and forced into the eight veins of Zhou Shaobai's strange meridians. In a moment, it had invaded the marrow into the brain. Zhou Shaobai's eyes suddenly rose, blue veins on his face raised, and the Qingming in his heart was swallowed by the murderous intent little by little.

Zhenxing over there was sucking sand and restoring his arms. Suddenly, he was shocked all over and looked at Zhou Shaobai in disbelief, and said in his heart: Why did such a powerful demonic aura suddenly burst out from this mortal?

Zhou Shaobai smiled miserably and said, "What a shitty star? Today, I, Zhou Shaobai, want to turn your star into a dead star!"

Zhenxing was about to speak, but Zhou Shaobai screamed wildly, and in an instant he was approaching Zhenxing. A sword was as fast as a star and stabbed in the middle!

Zhenxing did not dare to neglect, and his arms turned into hammers into swords. He used one knife to block the Ningshuang Blade, and took Zhou Shaobai's face door with one knife.

However, as soon as the two swords came out, they all fell from their bodies!

Zhenxing roared in horror. He never expected that the mortal in front of him could cut off his arms at a speed that he couldn't see clearly before he could finish his sword!

Zhenxing was extremely shocked and angry. Seeing that Zhou Shaobai was in full force, he quickly jumped back, trying to avoid his aura and look for another opportunity. Zhou Shaobai was not willing to give him a chance to breathe. He took a step forward. The cold light in his hand suddenly rose, like the soul-catching blade that urged death. In an instant, Zhenxing felt that his legs were cold and his body was shorter, and then he realized that his legs had been cut off by one.

Zhenxing was about to scream, but Zhou Shaobai stared at him with bloody eyes, his sword fell, and before he could shout, he cut his head with a sword. Only half of his head remained on Zhenxing's neck.

Looking at the remaining body of Zhenxing like winter melon, Zhou Shaobai not only did not fade away his anger, but his hatred became even more intense, and his heart was extremely painful, as if he was bitten by a poisonous snake.

Zhou Shaobai did not hesitate, and shouted in his mouth and pierced the clouds and cracked the stones. The cold light in his hand was like a cloud and a broken sword like a flying sword, chopping Zhenxing's remaining body into mud.

It was indeed mud. The meat piece of Zhenxing turned into mud as soon as it hit the ground. Zhou Shaobai's face was covered with stains, like a moving clay sculpture.

But no matter how he vented his anger, Yu Qiluo could not be resurrected.

Thinking of this, Zhou Shaobai was as sad as thousands of arrows piercing his heart, and he couldn't help but sigh to the sky. His voice was filled with grief and anger. If someone was next to him, he would definitely be infected.

As if he was moved by his sad voice, raindrops began to float from the sky. The cool raindrops fell on Zhou Shaobai's body. He raised his head and let the rain mix with tears flow across his face.

The cold rain gradually faded Zhou Shaobai's heart, and the blue veins on his face slowly calmed down. His body softened, he knelt in the mud, and suddenly turned around. He saw the jade-eared red fox lying beside the pit, trembling, as if he was already sad and unable to control himself.

Zhou Shaobai felt nervous and sighed secretly: Red arrow, Red arrow, are you mourning for your master?

Seeing the things and thinking of others, Zhou Shaobai stood up hard, staggered over, and knelt down in the mud next to the pit with a thunderous sound. He realized that he would never see Yu Qiluo again since then. The time of quarrels and quarrels never come back, so he couldn't help but tremble and said with a sarcastic voice: "Miss Jade..."

Suddenly a head stretched out from the pit, smiled mischievously, and said, "Zhou Shaobai, what did you tell me to do?"

Zhou Shaobai was completely unprepared. He was frightened by her and sat in the mud and asked in shock: "Miss Yu! You, you, haven't you fallen in?"

Yu Qiluo opened his eyes and said angrily: "You just hope that I will fall and pull me out sooner before talking!"

Only then did Zhou Shaobai see that the jade-eared red fox was biting Yu Qiluo's long whip, trying hard to hold on, and pulling Yu Qiluo with all his strength. No wonder it kept trembling all over.
Chapter completed!