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Yan Xiaoxi took out her soft whip and lashed it out. The long whip was like a giant python as it nimbly moved towards the black-clothed man, accurately hitting the black-clothed man's body.

The others cleverly dodged Yan Xiaoxi's attacks.

On the other side, Bei Bai Xi and a few other black clothed men were fighting with each other.

At this moment, Bei Bai Xi had also realized that these black-clothed men were purposely pestering him. Their goal was to separate him from Yan Xiaoxi so that they could deal with her.

By the time Beiming Ce realized this, he could no longer escape from the attack of the man in black.

On the other side, Yan Xiaoxi was in an extremely dangerous situation.

From time to time, a sharp sword would come out from the left, and from time to time a sharp sword from the right.

Although Yan Xiaoxi's attack speed was quite fast, it was fortunate that Yan Xiaoxi's martial arts skills were not weak, so she could still deal with them one by one.

At this moment, the black-clothed men realized that the delay was too long. If they were to continue like this, it would be detrimental to their situation.

So, a certain man in black secretly left the group, lurking on the side, looking for an opportunity to launch a sneak attack.

As long as the mission was completed, the method would not matter to them at all.

The focused Yan Xiaoxi didn't realize that she was in a dangerous situation and that she might lose her life if she wasn't careful.

”Kill!” The leader of the men in black shouted and his morale immediately rose.

Yan Xiaoxi responded with ease. After all, two fists were not enough to fight against four hands, and her moves were getting weaker and weaker. Her negligence also gave the black-clothed man a perfect opportunity to sneak in.

The man in black gripped his sword tightly, ready to strike at any time.

After finding the right time, he quickly attacked.

Yan Xiaoxi, who had been defending against the man in black, was completely unconscious. At this moment, Bei Bai turned his head and witnessed this scene with his own eyes. He immediately cried out in alarm, ”Xi Er!”

This heart-wrenching cry caused Yan Xiaoxi to immediately be on guard. However, it was already too late.

The sword was already coming at her at an indescribable speed.

Yan Xiaoxi stood rooted to the spot like a statue. It was as if someone had pulled all the strength out of her body. She could only foolishly watch as the sharp sword reached out towards her.

What should he do?

There wasn't enough time to defend, and it was too late to dodge.

The anxious Bei Bai wanted to deal with the black-clothed man in front of him, so he rushed to Yan Xiaoxi's side and she saved him. But no matter what, he was unable to escape from the black-clothed man.

”Nangong Lin.” Yan Xiaoxi shouted.

Even she didn't know why she would call out his name at such a critical juncture. Even if he couldn't have heard, he wouldn't have miraculously appeared here to save her.

However, she suddenly shouted just like that.

Without a reason, everything was up to him. Even Yan Xiaoxi herself did not expect that at this moment, when her life was hanging by a thread, the person she was thinking about would be Nangong Lin.

The sword was getting closer and closer.

Yan Xiaoxi could feel the icy cold air currents being released from the sword beams.

She had long since raised her arm, but it was too late to knock down the sword that had come to take her life.

Yan Xiaoxi closed her eyes. Her mind was filled with the scene of Nangong Lin fiercely protecting her and stealing from her.

She had thought that the sharp longsword would immediately pierce into her chest, but after waiting for a long time, it didn't move at all.

Suddenly, she felt a few drops of viscous water on her hands.

The feeling of the water stain was so familiar. It seemed like … it was blood.

That's right, blood!

Yan Xiaoxi instantly had a bad feeling. When she opened her eyes, she saw Nangong Lin's tall and mighty body standing upright before her.

His five fingers tightly gripped the longsword as fresh blood flowed from it.