"It's over!"

Yun Bo's head trembled and suddenly blank.

He was most familiar with the sound.

It was Wang Shaojie who was living in the cave with Ye Yingge! What did you do when you ran out at this time?

Yun Bo only felt cold all over. It was not scary to die in battle. At most, he would lose his life.

At least his family and his family can be protected by the Wang family and continue to be prosperous and prosperous.

But if Wang Shaojie dies.

Then his family will also face the anger of the royal family.

None of the whole family is spared.

"Run, young master, run quickly..." Yun Bo turned around with difficulty, and shouted with a strong fear and despair on his face as dry as old tree bark.

"..." Wang Shaojie, who was tidying up his clothes while walking, looked confused.

?    ?Looking at the floating in the air.

He was yelling at him with a mummy face as if he was like an old tree bark.

After a moment of stagnation.

He came to his senses. This mummy turned out to be his escort Yun Bo?

"Yun, Yun Bo?

Why are you like this?"

Wang Shaojie was confused. Looking at Yun Bo, who could completely turn into a mummy at any time, his face gradually turned pale.

Uncle Yun is one of the reasons why he dares to run rampant in the realm battlefield! But now... Uncle Yun is already in danger and may fall at any time.

How could he not panic?

Yun Bo held on to his last strength and shouted: "Young master, run, run quickly... Go back and tell the master, Xiao Lin, the one who killed me..." Boom! A terrible energy in Yun Bo's body suddenly burst out.

I saw that his body, which had already withered, was revitalized.

The surging white light enveloped the whole body.

This completely burned his soul.

The burning fire of the soul filled every inch of his body's skin and muscle, making Yun Bo's whole body transparent, and under the bath of white light, he was like a god or a saint.

Standing in the air.

Yun Bo broke free from Xiao Yi's restraint with a loud bang, and his palm slid into the air.

The endless power of heaven and earth gathers.

Void shock.

In his hand, a white light gradually condensed and turned into a silver-white spear.

The spear flows all over the body of white light.

It looks like a white dragon on it.

The spear is extremely sharp. Just gently wave it in your hand and you can hear the buzzing sound of space shock.

Yun Bo stood up and protected Wang Shaojie behind him, staring at Xiao Yi with a ferocious hysterical and crazy gaze: "With me here, don't even think about hurting the young master!"

"I said that when the king of heaven comes, I can't protect him!"

Xiao Yi was talking.

A shocking sword shadow has already condensed in the void.

The giant sword is thousands of feet tall, with golden light flowing all over the body, as if there are dragon and phoenix patterns entangled on it.

A sword shocked the sky.

A sword breaks the sky.

Xiao Yi bounced his fingers.

The giant hanging sword fell from the sky and swept across the destruction of all directions and slashed.

Wherever you pass, the void shook, and terrifying cracks were extremely ferocious, spreading for dozens of miles.

This is the space in the realm battlefield! The space is dozens of times more stable than the Wuyang Heaven Realm.

Xiao Yi's sword can still easily cut the space on the realm battlefield, which shows how terrifying the sharpness of this sword is.

"Young Master, urge the Qiankun Order that the master gave to you, leave quickly!"

Yun Bo looked back at Wang Shaojie, who was already frightened by the terrifying sword light, suddenly turned around and covered with white light on his face. His eyebrows were intertwined like a blade, and he roared, "Flying Dragon is in the sky!"

Ang! On the white spear in his hand, the pure and flawless white light expanded thousands of times in an instant.

A beautiful figure that was nearly ten thousand feet fused with his body.

??Surrending straight to the sky.

Crushing away with the shocking sword shadow.

This is a battle of death.

At the same time...                                                                                                                             

I don't want to kill Xiao Yi.

I just hope to get enough time for Wang Shaojie to escape from the difficulties.

However.

Uncle Yun still underestimated Xiao Yi's strength.

He was not the master who had just entered the Saint King Realm as Yun Bo believed, but the best among the Saint King Realm. Even the supreme sect leader of the Wuyang Heaven Realm was far from Xiao Yi's opponent.

Bang! The collision between the sword and the gun made the void slam.

It seems that everything is in a state of static.

Then...                                                                                                                              �

The spear exploded with a blast.

The sword shadow was not affected at all, and suddenly fell from the sky, and with a bang it torn Yun Bo into countless pieces.

Even his soul fire was completely destroyed by the terrifying sword intent.

This huge sword is still falling.

It was almost time to split Wang Shaojie.

But just as the moment when it was half a meter above his head, the giant sword stopped buzzing.

Thump! Wang Shaojie was so scared that his legs became weak and he knelt directly on the ground.

Xiao Yi's figure flashed and fell in front of him.

Gulu! Wang Shaojie swallowed hard, and the cold sweat on his forehead rolled down. He suppressed the fear in his heart and looked at Xiao Yi: "You, you, who are you?"

"You don't know me, don't you know them?"

Xiao Yi smiled coldly.

Behind him...                                                                                                                             

Weidu.

Luo Xiang... The bodies of a group of soldiers slowly floated around Wang Shaojie under the pull of the power of the original source of heaven and earth.

The pairs of faint and cold lights floated and fell without any anger. They stared at Wang Shaojie tightly, making him feel cold all over, as if he was falling into a ten thousand-year-old ice cellar.

Climb back with your hands and feet.

The bodies of Shu Feng and others also followed him and kept approaching him.

It seemed like a life-seeking soul, haunting him tightly.

"You, are you Xiao Lin?"

Wang Shaojie finally remembered that Wang Hui said before that Shufeng and his team had another recruit named Xiao Lin, but he didn't care at the time. In his opinion, what if he was just a recruit, he was the strongest recruit?

His father was the commander of the Suzaku Legion.

Who can do anything to him?

But now...                                                                                                                              

It's very outrageously wrong.

Not only did the other party really dare to seek revenge on him, but he also had killed Wang Hui, Yun Bo and others.

He is the only one left.

"Tell me, how do you want to die?"
To be continued...