The crackling sound continued, and the rocky ground cracked, and the whole body of the dragon bird's sword turned red. As the flames were extinguished, it gradually returned to its original color. However, after a closer look, I found that a small crack appeared around the sword. It was precisely because of this that Xiahou Yu suffered severe damage and continued bleeding from his mouth.

Bai Fan was not feeling well on the other side. He used the Immortal Nether Fire to make his left eye blind for a moment, and most of the power of his soul was consumed. The dizziness came from his unstable feet, and he knelt halfway on the ground, covering his left eye with his left hand, and a drop of blood and tears flowed out.

The two of them had a very fierce battle, and the situation was not very good in the end, but they did not stop there, as if they had to part with one's life or death before they could give up.

At this time, Qingyuan finally arrived. She was worried and angry while witnessing Xiahou Yu's tragic situation.

He reached out and took out a porcelain bottle from his arms and poured out a pill and fed it into Xiahou Yu's mouth. Soon his condition improved a lot.

Struggling to stand up, Xiahou Yu gasped and said, "Qingyuan, you get out of here today, I must take his life!"

Faced with Xiahou Yu's persistence, Qingyuan couldn't help but exclaim, "If you want to continue looking for death, I won't stop you!"

"He has been severely damaged by me. If you don't kill him today, you will have no chance!"

Xiahou Yu staggered forward in a cold voice. Perhaps because he was too seriously injured. He almost fell down after just two steps. Fortunately, Qingyuan helped him in time.

"It's not easy for this person to kill him even if he is at the end of his strength. If you force yourself, even if you kill him, the huge backlash power of the Dragon Bird Sword will cause you to die. Is this what you want in the end?!" Qing Yuan shouted with a gloomy face.

Although Qingyuan's cultivation is not high, her vision is very vicious. She knows Bai Fan's terribleness and does not want Xiahou Yu to sacrifice his life for revenge.

"So what?" Xiahou Yu stared at Bai Fan in the distance and said without caring.

"you……"

Xiahou Yu was determined to kill Bai Fan, but he was completely indifferent to the consequences, which made Qingyuan's face turn red with anger.

Knowing that the persuasion was fruitless, Qingyuan had to move out of the Saint, but unfortunately Xiahou Yu didn't buy it.

The mission was not completed today, and Xiahou Yu looked like this again. Qingyuan took a deep breath and was forced to make a decision, "Since you insist on doing this, I will help you once!"

Xiahou Yu was stunned and thought Qingyuan was helping him, but he didn't need it, because he would take action on his own because of his hatred.

Thinking about this, it was not the case, because Qingyuan's so-called help suddenly attacked him. When he reacted, a feeling of dizziness came from his head, and then he didn't know.

"you……"

Before he fell into a coma, Qingyuan breathed a sigh of relief.

She must not watch Xiahou Yu die, not only because of the saint's instructions but also the special feelings in her heart.

Although she could not kill Bai Fan, Qingyuan still tried it before leaving, because she was afraid that Bai Fan was not as powerful as she imagined. After all, the terrifying dragon bird sword is not something that anyone can bear.

Slowly retrieved the Dragon Bird's Sword, Qingyuan took a bow and shot an arrow, and the arrow headed straight for Bai Fan.

Bai Fan, who was severely injured, seemed to have difficulty avoiding the arrows, so he did not completely avoid them, leaving a blood mark on his arm.

Seeing this, Qingyuan suddenly picked up the Dragon Bird Sword and rushed straight to Bai Fan. In her opinion, if Bai Fan could not even block this arrow from her, then she would really be on the verge of dying.

While you were sick and killed, Qingyuan thought she had tested the truth, but she didn't expect that as soon as she got closer, Bai Fan curled a sneer on the corner of his mouth, and then a huge palm transformed out.

"The Demon's Claw!" With a loud shout, the huge black palm slapped at Qingyuan without any mercy.

"Not good, I've been fooled!"

Qingyuan retreated quickly with a loud bang, and a huge palm print left on the ground. Seeing this, Qingyuan took Xiahou Yu quickly without looking back.
Chapter completed!