Chapter 847 (2/2)

He can't let Ye Ling have an accident.

Both of them have a tacit understanding, but they dare not let Ye Ling get hurt. The purpose is different, but the results are the same.

Jiang Hao fought more and more, and his internal strength seemed to be endless.

”Damn it! If I turn on the power of the nine headed devil bird in the black crystal, I will be able to hold him down Wanjian is gradually in the downwind. It is not far from Ye Ling, but it is impossible to get close to it.

At the moment, he and black crystal run in almost, he has 90% confidence, can defeat Jiang Hao.

At first, the nine headed magic bird belonged to the undead, but it was blackened. The former represents darkness, and the latter represents light.

If he had not seen it in ancient books, it would have been difficult for him to believe that the nine headed devil bird and the undead bird were the same.

Because Wan Jian gasped for breath, Jiang Hao grasped the opportunity and hit him in the chest. Wan Jian's body flew out, and his ribs were broken. Jiang Hao grabbed his neck in mid air and forced him into the ground.

Step back and give Jiang Haolian a few points of fire. The fire in the sky bombards and envelops thousands of swords.

Ten thousand swords screamed and howled continuously, and his body was burned by the fire of karma, and the smell of scorching smell came out. But these were all made up by him. He hid the black crystals with his breath and penetrated into the earth.

The crystal block went to Ye Ling's feet, jumped out and cut her artery.

Wan Jian stopped howling and laughed wildly. The strength in his body continued to strengthen and soon broke through the limit.

The shadow of the fire, the shadow of the fire. With the help of magic bird's power, his body was constantly repaired, even stronger than Jiang Hao's.

The crystal block breaks through the void and returns to the body of Wan Jian.

Jiang Hao secretly said that he was not good. He kept bombarding wanjian, trying to stop him, but it had no effect. Every red lotus fire hit Wan Jian, just like a little sand falling into the sea, even the ripples could not come up.

Boom!

Ten thousand swords have already broken through, and all the evil Qi on them disappears, just like ordinary people.

But at the moment he gave Jiang Hao psychological pressure is not low, a stronger sense of crisis.

”Where to fight?” Wan Jian suggested that Jiang Hao agreed.

Wan Jian is not afraid of Ye lingchuyue's injury, but wants Jiang Hao to let go and fight him to death. Undead bird and magic bird are mortal enemies, he subconsciously wants to suppress undead bird, in order to prove that the power of magic bird is the strongest.