Flowers on the other side are blooming for you

Chapter 679
Compared with fighting with cold weapons in the world, the skill light here is more dazzling.More people died.

Ye Xuanji saw Sha Hua and Feng Yunhuang fighting side by side.

Both of them were top masters, they led the Feng Clan people deep into the Monster Clan's position, and killed them until the sky was dark.

Ye Xuanji finally saw Shahua's real kung fu.

Only two lines of poems popped up in my mind: Come like a thunder, stop wrath, and stop like a river with a clear light. "

Her kung fu is even much higher than that of her future husband, Feng Yunhuang.

Moreover, she is very capable of fighting desperately, and she is completely desperate to play.

Inevitably, although she killed many demon generals, she also suffered several wounds on her body.

Fortunately, she has a special constitution now, the wound started to scab and heal as soon as the blood flowed out from the injury, and she recovered quickly.

Ye Xuanji couldn't help but sigh that this poplar nectar is really a good thing.

Avalokitesvara Bodhisattva's things are not in vain.

Shahua's luck was not always so good.

When the other two attacked at the same time with a knife and a gun, she was so hot-headed,
Dodged the spear that was stabbed at her thigh, and ignored the knife that was cut at her head,

Without hesitation, he stabbed the weapon in his hand into the chest of one of the opponents!

This is really a desperate way of playing.

Ye Xuanji's heart almost jumped out.

Although her wound healed faster.

But if the head is cut off, can she grow another one in the wind?

Before she could finish a single thought, a white shadow flashed in front of her eyes.

The knife missed Shahua's head, but it collided with a long sword...

That knife was clearly no match for that sword.

A swipe by the opponent, the knife is cut in two, and the person is also cut in two...

Shahua's body and face were covered with blood from the fight just now, and she casually wiped it off and glanced at the person who rescued her.

It turned out to be Hua Wuxiang who was rumored to be retreating.

His black hair was hanging down, his snow clothes fluttered, and there was inevitably a trace of blood on his body.

(End of this chapter)