There is No Fairy I Can't Bend

Qin Wushuang's strength was far superior to Yin Shiming's, and he acted first, with extremely fast speed, rushing into the endless magic sword energy in the blink of an eye, forcibly tearing a path through it.

Yin Shiming followed behind, taking advantage of it, and it didn't take much effort to catch up with Qin Wushuang.

Qin Wushuang stood in front of Mo Mingxin, using both fists and kicks, smashed away several demonic sword qi, glanced behind him from the corner of the eye, and shouted: "Go and see Mingxin!"

Yin Shiming nodded, and hurried to Mo Mingxin's side.

Looking at Mo Mingxin who was transformed into scars, Yin Shiming felt mixed feelings, gritted his teeth slightly, and stepped forward to support her.

"How are you feeling?"

"Can't die."

Mo Mingxin frowned, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth with his sleeve, and slightly pushed Yin Shiming away.

"It's very dangerous here, you leave quickly, Wushuang won't last long, I have to help her."

When Yin Shiming heard this, she couldn't help raising her eyebrows.

——It's like this again!Treat me like a burden again!Could it be... don't I even have the qualifications to stand by your side and face danger with you?

As the eldest disciple of Mingyue Palace, Yin Shiming is absolutely unique in terms of qualifications. She has always stood out from the crowd among her peers, so it is impossible for her to be without arrogance.It's just that Mo Mingxin's monstrous strength, as well as her identity, made Yin Shiming subconsciously restrain her arrogance, but it didn't mean that the arrogance disappeared.

Being regarded as a useless person by Mo Mingxin many times, he could only hide in a safe place and watch her desperately, how could Yin Shiming accept such things again and again!

She snatched the lady sword from Mo Mingxin's hand: "You are already like this, you should take a rest first, Miss Qin, let me go."

"Hey, don't mess around... Hey!"

Mo Mingxin was startled, and was about to stop him, but Yin Shiming rushed forward without hesitation.The white cold air rose, and thousands of ice swords shot out, colliding with the magic sword air, and in an instant, ice chips flew.

Yin Shiming's ice swords are naturally unable to resist the demonic energy, and the ice swords will shatter when touched, but the victory lies in the huge number. Under Yin Shiming's constant urging of the true essence, the ice swords become more and more dense.

Qin Wushuang immediately felt that the pressure had dropped a lot, so he retreated to Yin Shiming's side and adjusted his breath a little.

After resisting for a moment, her face was already pale, and there were still bloodstains on the corner of her mouth.

Compared with Ruan Jiantian who was possessed by demons, her strength in the fusion period also seemed a bit insufficient.

"How is Mingxin?"

Joining forces with Yin Shiming gave Qin Wushuang a little more energy and had time to speak.

Yin Shiming gritted her teeth, and said reluctantly, "I can't die."

Qin Wushuang was slightly taken aback, then nodded silently, and stopped talking.

The rain of magic swords seemed to have lasted for several hours, and the two of them barely blocked it with all their strength.After the last burst of sword energy was broken by Qin Wushuang, the two of them felt the pressure relieved immediately, and their spirits were in a trance.

This is the sequelae of overdrawing the primordial spirit after concentrating for a long time.

But this moment!

"Let's go!"

Mo Mingxin shouted suddenly behind him, and at the same time Yin Shiming felt himself being pulled into a soft embrace.

Reluctantly regaining consciousness, she saw Ruan Jianxin's face appearing in front of her eyes. It was as ferocious as an ancient beast, and its blood-red eyes were terrifying.

Afterwards, only Qin Wushuang's scream was heard, and Ruan Jiantian's sword was barely blocked by her, but the huge force also caused her to be seriously injured, and she flew backwards directly.

Then, Yin Shiming saw Ruan Jiantian turned his head, those red eyes were looking at him...

--wrong!She is not looking at me!

The slight sense of disobedience made Yin Shiming wake up quickly. Qin Wushuang was not there, but she was still being hugged. When she looked up, Mo Mingxin's pretty face was gloomy, and the anger in her eyes almost burst out.

"Die!"

Ruan Jiantian's hoarse voice and Mo Mingxin's cold voice resounded at the same time, as if they had made an appointment, they spoke at the same time, and even the words they said were exactly the same.

Sword Soul and Bingxuan Sword crossed between the two of them, the blades of the swords burst into dazzling sparks under the rapid friction, and the sword tips rushed towards each other respectively.

A strange light flashed in Mo Mingxin's eyes, his purple eyes were flickering, he ignored the silver long sword running towards his chest, and just focused on his own sword.

The Bingxuan sword went straight to Ruan Jiantian's forehead, the blue sword was surrounded by a faint purple aura, and a little purple glow from the tip of the sword was really alluring.

Yin Shiming was sandwiched between the two of them, and could feel Ruan Jiantian's fierce and devilish sword tumbling before his eyes, and time seemed to slow down at this moment.

Mo Mingxin obviously remembered her, and after hugging her, he deliberately kept her body away from the direction of the sword soul, so as not to let her get hurt, but...

——You don't want me to be in trouble, why would I want to see you get hurt?

A firm and decisive light flashed in Yin Shiming's eyes.

The body did not know where the strength came from, and regained the strength to act again. Yin Shiming's slender waist suddenly exerted force, and her upper body straightened up, blocking Mo Mingxin.

Mo Mingxin watched the white shadow fly by in front of his eyes, before he could be surprised, Yin Shiming's muffled groan rang in his ears.

In her purple eyes, the pupils shrank violently, like animal pupils.

At this moment, everything is silent, and there is a gentle breeze blowing, and everything seems to be still.

Ruan Jiantian didn't move anymore, neither did Mo Mingxin.

Below is the unconscious Qin Wushuang, and Zhang Jianlai and Ye Moxibustion on the stage also gasped.

The only thing that was still moving was the white figure, like a withered white lotus in the snow mountain, falling powerlessly.